She stretched out her fingers and gently wiped the tears that kept rolling down Fu Qingqing's cheeks, her voice a little hoarse: "Silly girl, I'm not stupid."
"I'll be here with you."
Fu Qingqing cried even harder. She shook her head vigorously, tears flying everywhere.
"It's different! Sister Xiaoxue, you educated youth will all return to the city sooner or later."
"My brother said that the country won't let you stay here forever."
"We...we can't get away."
"Wow, wow... Sister Xiaoxue, I feel so conflicted."
She cried breathlessly: "I hope you can leave this place as soon as possible and go back to the city to live a good life...but...but I can't bear to leave you..."
"Sister Xiaoxue, am I very bad? Am I very selfish?"
This childish confession made Lin Jianxue's heart tighten.
Lin Jianxue couldn't bear it any longer, stretched out her arms, and hugged the thin Fu Qingqing tightly in her arms.
Her eyes were red, and her voice was choked with sobs: "Qingqing is not bad, Qingqing is not bad at all."
"You are a good boy, a very good boy."
She patted Fu Qingqing's back gently, like comforting a frightened kitten.
"Don't be afraid, Sister Xiaoxue is fine. I will always be with Qingqing."
"I came to the countryside this time specifically to help you."
Lin Jianxue sniffed and lowered her voice mysteriously: "Qiqie, Sister Xiaoxue can tell you a secret."
Fu Qingqing sobbed and raised her head slightly from her arms. Her eyes, red and swollen from crying, looked like a frightened deer. Tears welled up in her eyes. With a thick nasal voice, she asked curiously, "Secret...secret? What secret?"
Lin Jianxue looked at her and said clearly and firmly, word by word: "Wait a moment, at most a moment."
"Your father and your uncle will be rebelled against."
"By then, your whole family can return to Beijing openly and honestly."
She held Fu Qingqing's little face in her hands and looked into her eyes seriously: "But this one will be very bitter, very bitter."
"Sister Xiaoxue will be with you and will do my best to make your life better and better in this life."
Fu Qingqing was stunned when she heard this, and then a smile uglier than crying appeared on her tearful face.
She wiped her eyes with the back of her hand and sniffed.
"Sister Xiaoxue, you... stop joking with me."
Although she was still young, she understood that for a family like hers that had been labeled with such a serious crime and sent down to the countryside, it was simply a fantasy to rebel.
It's simply impossible.
Those families in the village who have bad luck are all looking forward to it day and night, but there is no result after waiting for dozens of days.
But she still tried hard to curl the corners of her mouth, her voice still tinged with tears: "But... thank you, Sister Xiaoxue, thank you for comforting me."
"I feel much better now."
Lin Jianxue looked at her red eyes, and the pair of eyes that were trying hard to smile but still filled with sadness, and sighed softly in her heart.
There are some things that Qingqing will believe no matter how much you say now.
Only when the time comes and the facts are laid out before her, will she understand that every word she said was true.
She reached out and rubbed Fu Qingqing's still slightly damp hair, her tone becoming lighter: "Okay, stop crying. If you cry any more, your eyes will be swollen like walnuts."
"Go and wipe your face clean with the new towel I gave you."
"Let's eat something to fill our stomachs."
"You must be exhausted after being frightened. Clean up quickly so we can get some rest, okay?"
Fu Qingqing said "hmm" obediently.
Her eyes were red, and she picked up the snow-white, soft towel carefully like a frightened little rabbit.
The towel was pressed against my face, bringing with it a pleasant fragrance.
She wiped the tears from her face carefully and gently, as if they were some rare treasure.
Lin Jianxue has turned around.
She carefully took out two still warm white flour and meat buns from her aluminum lunch box.
From another small enamel bowl, he took out a small portion of fragrant braised pork. The meat was burnt to a glossy black color and trembled.
The aroma of food instantly filled the small dormitory for educated youth.
Fu Qingqing's stomach growled and her cheeks turned even redder.
She quickly picked up the basin and poured the slightly cool water for washing her face onto the muddy ground outside the dormitory door.
After returning, she folded the new towel neatly with great care and hung it on a raised nail at the head of the bed.
She also wiped the washbasin clean and placed it gently under the bed.
Lin Jianxue sat at the only old desk in the dormitory. A kerosene lamp was lit on the desk, and the dim light made her figure look slender.
She waved towards Fu Qingqing, her voice so gentle that water could drip out of it: "Qingqing, come here, eat something to fill your stomach first."
On the desk, two plump white buns and a small bowl of braised pork exuded an attractive luster under the light.
Fu Qingqing moved to the small stool and sat down cautiously. Looking at the food in front of her, her eyes became hot again.
"Sister Xiaoxue..." Her voice was choked.
Lin Jianxue handed her a bun and stuffed the chopsticks into her hand: "Eat it quickly, it won't taste good if it gets cold."
Fu Qingqing took small bites of the bun. The flour was soft and the meat filling was fresh and fragrant.
She ate slowly and carefully.
Lin Jianxue just looked at her with a smile and slowly ate another bun.
I finished this "dinner" in a hurry.
Lin Jianxue quickly cleared the lunch box and dishes, stood up and said, "Qingqing, please sit for a while. I'll go wash the dishes and get some hot water."
Soon, Lin Jianxue came back with a small thermos of boiling hot water.
"Come, Qingqing, let's soak our feet to relieve fatigue and warm up."
She found two washbasins - one was her own, and the other was brought by Fu Qingqing. Although it was worn out, it washed very clean.
The warm water flowed over Fu Qingqing's ankles, dispelling the day's fatigue and the chill deep in her bones.
She sighed comfortably, secretly looking at Lin Jianxue's profile, and felt warm in her heart.
After soaking her feet, Lin Jianxue took Fu Qingqing to bed.
The beds in the educated youth dormitory were hard beds, and Lin Jianxue's was no exception, covered with an old mattress that had been washed so hard that it looked white.
But for Fu Qingqing, it was like lying on the clouds.
The quilt was brought by Lin Jianxue. It had a pleasant smell as if it had been dried in the sun, and also had the unique, light, and pleasant scent of soapberries that belonged to Lin Jianxue.
Fu Qingqing was covered with a soft quilt, feeling the warmth of another person beside her. Her wandering and helpless heart seemed to have found a harbor.
It feels warm and comfortable.
She moved closer to Lin Jianxue stealthily and cautiously, and then moved closer again until she was almost touching him.
How nice it would be if I could sleep with Sister Xiaoxue all the time...
As soon as this thought came to her mind, she rejected it fiercely.
Fu Qingqing, you are so shameless! How could you think like that!
Sister Xiaoxue just feels sorry for you and takes you in temporarily. How can you have such unrealistic expectations!
Her cheeks turned red quietly in the darkness, and she tucked her head into the quilt, not daring to move.
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