Chapter 115 The Educated Youth: Her Radiant Beauty
Chapter 115 The Educated Youth: Her Radiant Beauty
Upon hearing this answer, Village Chief Li felt as if his meridians had been opened. He and Captain Wang exchanged a glance and agreed.
"Well done, Wen, the educated youth. He is indeed a cultured person with many ideas."
It became.
Wen Yan smiled slightly: "It's only right to offer suggestions for the development of our village."
"Alright, that's settled then. I'll go back and discuss it with everyone." Village Chief Li made the decision and immediately strode into the village to use the loudspeaker.
"Take care, village chief and team leader."
"Hey, Wen Zhiqing, you should go back early too, it's not safe to be late."
Having finally resolved a major issue, Wen Yan breathed a sigh of relief and was in a good mood the whole way.
Until they returned to the educated youth settlement.
"Who did it!"
Wen Yan pounded on the door, the loud noise attracting the attention of the people around who were engrossed in eating.
A female educated youth glanced into the room and saw a quilt lying on the floor, covered in brownish-yellow mud spots. Judging from Wen Yan's angry expression as she pounded on the door, it was obvious whose quilt it was.
"If the blanket fell on the floor, you can just wash it. Is it really necessary to disturb everyone's meal?"
Xia Fengying calmly sipped her rice porridge, not even glancing inside the room, and then it was out of her mouth.
Besides, she didn't throw the blanket away; she just didn't see it on the floor and accidentally stepped on it several times.
Chi Yanyan glanced quickly at Wen Yan, then quickly lowered her head, a faint smile curving her lips. She quickly turned away and picked up a steamed bun from the side, taking small bites.
Everyone's expression was indifferent; clearly, this matter was not as important as the bowl of soup in their hands.
They were sent-down youth who came to these godforsaken places in response to the national call, but their passion for construction had long been worn away by the daily toil.
Now we're just working ourselves to the bone to make a living, and hopelessly waiting for the recall policy.
Who cares whose blanket got thrown today, or who had a few arguments?
These are just unrelated people who were brought together by chance. If they get along, they play together; if they don't, they quarrel. It's all too normal.
Of course, there are also those who don't want to make a big fuss.
For example, Cao Xiuzhen.
She greeted him casually, "Wen Zhiqing is so clean. I suppose she doesn't want to sleep on a blanket that fell to the ground. I remember Ma Guoqing and Ma Taojie washed their blankets, didn't they?"
She winked mischievously at the two male educated youths, "How about it, I'll give you a chance to curry favor."
Recalling the conflict from the morning, Ma Taojie snorted heavily and replied sarcastically, "Some capitalist ladies wouldn't even look at my quilt."
After speaking, he glanced sideways at Ma Guoqing.
Sitting in the far corner, Ma Guoqing looked up cautiously at the furious Wen Yan, then glanced at the few people laughing the most excessively, hesitating whether to lend the money or not.
While he was struggling with his decision, he suddenly met Ma Taojie's warning gaze, and Ma Guoqing slowly lowered his head.
Let's give it to Wen Zhiqing secretly.
So he remained silent.
"Heh," Wen Yan sneered angrily. She quickly walked into the room, grabbed a quilt, threw it on the floor, and stomped on it several times without any politeness.
Xia Fengying glanced at it and became anxious.
"Wen Yan, are you out of your mind?! What are you doing with my blanket?!"
She ran over and snatched the blanket back from Wen Yan's feet, her eyes blazing with anger.
"You dare say it wasn't you?" Wen Yan looked at her coldly, her gaze as icy as the coldest winter frost, and Xia Fengying was instantly terrified.
"Anyway, anyway, it wasn't me who threw it. Believe it or not."
Her eyes looked unfocused.
She wasn't afraid of Wen Yan, but she was afraid of Wen Yan who, when she was desperate, would throw bricks at people.
Recalling the time when a villager harassed her, Wen Yan had the same look in her eyes. She picked up a brick and threw it at the man's head, and the next second, his head was bleeding profusely.
She doesn't hang out with crazy people.
Seeing that things were getting out of hand, Cao Xiuzhen quickly tried to smooth things over: "We're all from the same educated youth settlement..."
"And you, Cao Xiuzhen, you're birds of a feather with Xia Fengying. You'd even eat shit like her." She stared at Cao Xiuzhen, her eyes viciously biting at her: "Would you die if you didn't mention men? If you're so eager for men, go find Ma Taojie. Doesn't he accept all comers?"
Then Wen Yan seemed to remember something, shrugged, and her smile became much more amiable: "Oh, I forgot, they don't like you."
She knows how to stab someone in the back. Cao Xiuzhen is good in every way, except that her appearance is really lacking.
A single mole can drastically lower one's overall appearance and charm.
"You, Wen Yan, you bitch, I'll fight you to the death."
Cao Xiuzhen got angry and was about to rush forward to pull Wen Yan's hair when Village Chief Li, who had come to announce the matter, saw it and stomped his foot.
"Alright, this crazy fighting is unbecoming! Go and restrain her!"
Only after receiving the village chief's order did the others leisurely stroll over, reluctantly grabbing the manic and crazed Cao Xiuzhen.
One of the male educated youths even turned red in the face.
You know what, it's actually quite energetic.
After being forcibly separated, Cao Xiuzhen regained her senses and looked at the obvious slap mark on Wen Yan's face with resentment.
Even now, Wen Yan doesn't look disheveled at all. With half a slap mark and red eyes, she has the appearance of an innocent beauty.
Cao Xiuzhen was even more furious, completely ignoring her straw-like hair and her swollen cheeks.
You slut, you're just a rotten person who only knows how to seduce others!
She struggled desperately, wishing she could scratch Wen Yan's vixen-like face raw and bruised.
The village chief couldn't stand it anymore and deducted five work points from each of them before the matter was considered closed.
Cao Xiuzhen was like a grumpy monkey on Mount Emei who had been doused with cold water, silently furious.
It wasn't the village chief, but Wen Yan.
Wen Yan, this feud is now officially established.
The village chief didn't stay long either. After announcing to everyone that they could stay at the villagers' homes, he left.
The crowd remained, each with their own distinct expression.
Some people were excited, finally getting to leave this dilapidated bed that creaked and groaned as if it would break if they turned over in it.
Some people looked on with disdain and were unwilling to live with the uncouth peasants.
In short, some were happy while others were sad. Wen Yan fell asleep again with the new pillow and quilt she had gotten from Chi Yan Yan.
The other person was extremely reluctant, like a cat jumping up and down, but still gave her the blanket.
Chi Yanyan stared at the back of Wen Yan's head, her eyes filled with boundless malice that seemed bottomless.
She remembered what Wen Yan had whispered in her ear:
"I know it's you, and I also know you like Shen Zizhong and want to get revenge on me for him."
"I also know that the person who was spying on me was you, the little mouse in the gutter who silently watched everything I did."
"And what you did... I know everything... If you don't want to be ruined, give me the blanket."
With trembling hands, Chi Yanyan handed over the blanket, her head almost touching the ground.
How did Wen Yan find out?
How did she know?!
Chi Yanyan's eyes were filled with fear. As if suddenly remembering something, she hurriedly reached out and touched the bed board...
It's gone! Her diary is gone!
Chi Yanyan trembled all over as she recalled what was recorded inside. Her mind was a jumbled mess, coalescing into three words—
Shen, Zi, Zhong!
She will make everyone who hurts Zi Zhong pay the price!
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