[Chapter 92: The Crazy Young Master Haunts the Educated Youths Who Went to the Countryside 12]
The porridge was warm. As soon as Shen Heyun took a bite, he looked up at the person opposite him in surprise.
Receiving his gaze, Wen Shinian also looked up.
"Hmm? Is it still hot?"
Shen Heyun shook his head, "No, just right."
Looking at Wen Shinian's still steaming porridge, Shen Heyun's eyes were sore.
Afraid that Wen Shinian would notice something was wrong with him, Chen Heyun quickly lowered his head and drank in small sips.
Suddenly, the top of my head was gently rubbed, and a girl's gentle voice came into my ears.
"Your face is almost covered in porridge. Sit down and eat properly."
Chen Heyun hummed twice before making a sound.
He slowly sat up straight, and the porridge in his mouth had a salty taste.
Wen Shinian chuckled, holding a bowl and sitting next to the sobbing young man. Her fingertips gently brushed the tears on his face and pecked the corner of his mouth lightly.
"Chen Heyun, I will always like you and love you. Here with me, you can cry and make a fuss as much as you want. I will always protect you."
Chen Heyun put down the bowl, reached out and hugged Wen Shinian tightly, buried his head in her shoulder and cried.
But she still suppressed her voice and dared not cry out loud.
Ever since he witnessed his parents hanging themselves at the age of fifteen, he could no longer shed a tear.
But ever since meeting Wen Shinian, it seems like she can no longer control her tears.
Chen Heyun hugged him so tightly that Wen Shinian could only barely raise his hand and pat his waist gently.
After crying enough, Chen Heyun's eyes were red and swollen, and she felt a little embarrassed when she left Wen Shinian's arms.
He covered his eyes and turned his back to him.
Wen Shinian looked at the wet spot on his shoulder and curled his lips silently.
She can cry a lot.
Fortunately, she had boiled eggs, which were just right for applying to Shen Heyun's eyes.
"Would you like to take this afternoon off?"
Wen Shinian found a handkerchief and came out with the egg wrapped in it.
She turned the embarrassed crybaby over, tested the temperature of the egg, and then rolled the egg over his red eyes.
"No, I'm alone anyway, no one will see me."
Chen Heyun closed his eyes, a slightly hot egg rolling on his eyelids, and with every breath he took, he could smell the unique fragrance of Wen Shinian.
He unconsciously moved closer, his hand quietly hooked onto the corner of her clothes and grabbed it, his upper body clearly moving towards her.
While doing this action, I kept reciting it in my mind.
We are objects We are objects We are objects We are objects…
Wen Shinian raised his hand, gently pinched the soft flesh on the back of Shen Heyun's neck, and rubbed it with his fingertips.
"Then I'll take some time off and go accompany you, okay?"
Chen Heyun: "..."
I hesitated for just a second and couldn't bear the noise of my heartbeat.
He nodded again and again.
Wen Shinian couldn't help but smile.
When they were almost done rolling, she leaned over and kissed his hot eyelids.
"There's still half an hour left. Go to your room and rest for a while."
Chen Heyun nodded, quickly cleaned up the dishes, washed them and put them in order, then stood up and went back to his room under Wen Shinian's gaze.
Before closing the door, he couldn't help but glance at Wen Shinian.
Wen Shinian stood in the sun, smiling and nodding at him.
Shen Heyun pursed his lips and smiled, but when he closed the door and turned around, the smile on his face disappeared instantly.
Although Wen Shinian didn't care, the composition of his body was a big problem after all.
He didn't care before, but at that time he was alone. Now that he has Wen Shinian, he can no longer be decadent like before.
He has to find a way to solve this problem.
That way, he could marry her.
Shen Heyun walked to the bed and touched it.
“Click.”
A small drawer suddenly popped out from where the bed was.
In the small drawer, there was a long wooden box.
Chen Heyun took it out and took out the letter paper inside.
These were the people to whom Shen's father had sent letters several times expressing his desire to help him after he was labeled as one of the "five black categories."
At that time, there was chaos everywhere and the situation was tense. Father Shen didn't want to implicate the other party, so he didn't reply to a single letter.
Perhaps he guessed what Shen's father was planning, so the last letter that person sent was a string of numbers and addresses.
It’s a pity that the letter came too slowly, and before this, Father Shen was forced to death.
Shen Heyun clenched the envelope, his eyes flickering.
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Three days later, Chen Heyun asked for leave from the team leader and planned to go to the county.
Before leaving, he told Wen Shinian where he was going.
Wen Shinian nodded and went to the room to get the ticket and money. "That's perfect. If you're going to the county, why not buy something while you're there? We're almost finished eating at home."
Chen Heyun took it, carefully put away the money, and turned to leave.
Wen Shinian: "Go by bike. If you come back late, I'll be hungry."
Wen Shinian's words can be regarded as grasping the lifeblood of Shen Heyun.
As I left, I consciously turned to my bicycle.
Chen Heyun left on his bicycle just as work was about to end at noon.
Therefore, most people saw him riding Wen Shinian's bicycle.
"Why is he riding Wen Zhiqing's bicycle? Could he have stolen Wen Zhiqing's bicycle while he was away?"
"It's very likely!"
"That won't do. I need to talk to Wen Zhiqing about this! How can we let that landlord's son steal something as important as a bicycle?"
A thin man who looked like a monkey stared at Chen Heyun's back, and the rejection and disgust in his words could be heard at once.
The man who was talking to him looked at him and then smiled slyly.
"Skinny Monkey, your complaint is fake, your real intention is to seduce Wen Zhiqing."
The skinny monkey straightened his chest and raised his head, and at the same time straightened his clothes which were full of patches and dirt.
"Wen Zhiqing is gentle, good-looking, and can heal illnesses. Isn't it normal for me to like Wen Zhiqing? Besides, you don't like him?"
The man laughed, "Of course I like it, but forget it."
He still has self-awareness.
With people like them, Wen Zhiqing is not blind, so how could he look down on them?
No matter what he thought in his heart, it did not stop him from watching the skinny monkey's show.
"I can't compare to you. Look at you, you're tall and... your eyes are small, and your teeth are yellow and black..."
The more the man spoke, the more he felt something was wrong. Before the skinny monkey's face changed, he stopped his compliments and said, "You know my family's situation. I'm not even close to you. And with you here, Wen Zhiqing will definitely look up to me!"
The skinny monkey rolled his eyes at him and said, "If we weren't brothers, I would have beaten you up just now."
The man chuckled and replied in his mind: You can't even hold the chicken claw with that hoe?
The skinny monkey straightened his clothes, spat twice on his palm, and tidied his hair.
Under the man's affirmative gaze, he walked towards the educated youth point with a heroic and confident look.
At the educated youth site, everyone ate the clear porridge with frowning faces.
The female educated youth sitting next to Li Xiujia sighed and put down her bowl.
"Oh, it would be great if Wen Zhiqing were still here."
"Wen Shinian was rich and willing to spend money, and she was generous to others. When she was around, we could still eat a lot of fine food, which is nothing like now."
Wen Shinian had only moved out a few days ago, and they could only eat watery porridge, sweet potatoes that choked their throats, and cornmeal that pricked their throats.
Li Xiujia glanced at the female educated youth and drank a sip of rice water calmly.
"Wen Zhiqing doesn't owe you anything. If you want to eat, don't be lazy while working."
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