Chapter 8

intellectual youth" point was a newly built, small brick house in the village. Although everyone was poor and didn't have much belongings, it was definitely much better than a cowshed or shack.Ning Yu...Ning Yuan, upon hearing this, her small face stiffened slightly: "Doctor Rong, you're joking, aren't you Li Shugi and I are just ordinary acquaintances. It wouldn't be right to trouble him like that. You're overthinking things."

Rong Zhaonan looked at Ning Yuan and said faintly, "Is that so"

The little spy does have secrets, he didn't tell the truth.

Ning Yuan didn't want to be entangled by past emotions anymore.

She wiped the sweat from her face haphazardly. "Let's not dwell on that, Dr. Rong. Old Branch Secretary promised to get us some old furniture. We need to go to the storage room in the village primary school."

Rong Zhaonan looked at the cart she pulled over and raised an eyebrow: "Alright, let's go."

He wants to see how long this little spy can keep up the act.

There, Rong Zhaonan dragged the cart and Ning Yuan together to the old classroom of the village school.

This, Tang Zhenzhen returned to the educated youth point with a belly full of questions.

Before she even stepped into the courtyard, she saw two male youths carrying a person on a stretcher. The man had a bruised face, a swollen nose, and a bloody bandage wrapped around his head as they walked back.

"Oh, Jianhua, you have to be more careful next time, don't roll off the riverbank again!"

"That's right, your head is busted, and you have a cracked rib. You need to recuperate and can't earn work points!"

Two male educated youths were complaining nonstop.

Tang Zhenzhen stared in astonishment and anger at the patient on the stretcher. It wasn't Wang Jianhua, who was it

She told him this morning that Ning Yuan had left the educated youth point and was going to live in the cowshed.

As soon as he took the cattle down to the field that morning, no one passed by the cow shed anymore. As long as he went there to ambush Ning Yuan, he could make that bitch a real broken shoe.

Is Wang Chien-hua such a loser Even Ning Yuan, who's so small, could beat him up like that

Wang Jianhua also saw Tang Zhenzhen, Huang Xuhong, and Qin Xiaoxia.

He glared at Tang Zhenzhen, twisting his head away in embarrassment, but still clutching the wound on his head.

He gritted his teeth in pain: "Ouch, you two, be careful when you lift me!"

Two male educated youths quickly moved more lightly and carried Wang Jianhua to the male educated youths' house.

Huang Xuehong, seeing this, began to count on her fingers and muttered: "Wang Jianhua is injured and on sick leave. His work points for a day are only 3. We have to work harder to make up for him, otherwise, by the end of the year when we get paid based on our work points, if his points are short, we will all be dragged down..."

At the end of the year, the collective team calculated the food rations for the educated youth.

Tang Zhenzhen rolled her eyes internally, but a helpless smile appeared on her face: "Alright, let's go. We'll have to grab some food for him later. After all, he's our fellow comrade."

She needs to ask that idiot Wang Jianhua what the heck happened.

Huang Xuehong shook her head and sighed, " Zhenzhen, you are such a good person."

Three female educated youth entered the room one after another.

As soon as Tang Zhenzhen entered the room, she instructed Qin Xiaoxiao: "Xiaoxiao, you still have some oil tea sent from home, right Bring some oil tea, and let's go see Wang Jianhua together."

Qin Xiaoxia's face turned bad.

She is from Guibai and was sent here. Her family sent her oil tea, but she wouldn't even eat it herself.

Huang Xuehong's eyes lit up immediately: "That's right, Tan Xiaoxia, bring some out. You are all like-minded people. Don't be stingy like a capitalist! We'll give you scallions, ginger, and garlic!"

Qin Xiaoxia was glared at by them, so she had to reluctantly take an old biscuit tin from her own box.

Carefully, he took out a small amount of fried rice flower and earthen tea from inside.

She reluctantly said, "I don't have any bone broth. This beaten tea without bone broth isn't tasty."

Tang Zhenzhen laughed generously and said, "I have red sugar in my box. I'll take some red sugar to make oil tea and stir-fry rice."

Huang Xuehong immediately went to help Tang Zhenzhen pull out the boxes: "Tang Zhenzhen is still so generous."

Ke Tang Zhen Zhen immediately sensed something was wrong when she opened the box.

Her cookie jar has been raided.

She opened it and saw that besides the five dollars, which remained untouched, the entire bag of cookies and candy was gone!

"My white rabbit candy and millennium green crackers!!" Tang Zhenzhen's eyes went black.

Both the evergreen cream scallion biscuits and the big white rabbit milk candies are high-end and scarce goods in Shanghai. People in provincial cities need tickets to buy them, and those in rural areas can't even get them with money or tickets.

"It must have been Ning Yuan who stole my things!" Tang Zhenzhen's face was twisted in anger.

She couldn't bear to eat that pack of cookies. After she got it, she only ate one a week!

That shameless little slut not only flirted with people she had her eye on, but also stole from her!

Huang Xuehong also frowned, his anger rising: "She really corrupted and fell after getting close to that reformed criminal. Now she's become a thief!"

Qin Xiaoxiao was just forced to take something out, and now she muttered softly: "The cookies and candy must have been sent by Ning Yuan's family, right"

But how could she dare speak up

Huang Xueming was indignant and said, "Zhenzhen, let's go to the village committee and report her! Thieves should be paraded through the streets with a sign around their neck!"

After a sporting event, villagers in the countryside still habitually punish petty thieves by parading them through the streets. It's even recorded for educated youths to keep track of.

Tang Zhenzhen gritted her teeth and stood up: "I heard that Deputy Secretary Li Yan came, let's go find him to preside over justice!"

She will absolutely not let Ning Yuan go. Today, she's going to force Li Yan to deal with Ning Yuan personally.

......

Ning Yuan and Rong Zhaonan spent the whole afternoon rummaging through the dusty old storage room of the village elementary school, finally dragging a car full of "junk" back to their small hut in the cow shed.

She held a stack of old newspapers, watching Rong Zhaonan effortlessly drag a cart filled with broken furniture – a cabinet, tables, and chairs – along the side.

"He's so strong..." Ning Yuan muttered softly.

This person looks thin and tall, like a weak scholar who isn't well-fed, yet he has so much strength.

Rong Zhaonan put the cart in front of the house and pushed his black-framed glasses up the bridge of his nose: "Now, do we bring things into the house"

Ning Yuan shook her head: "We should fix the roof and cover the windows with paper first. These pieces of furniture need to be disassembled, repaired, and reassembled before we can use them. The house is too small, and there's not enough space to move around."

Rong Zhaonan watched Ning Yuan carry the newspaper into the room, then came out and skillfully flipped out the repair tools borrowed from the village committee.

He squinted at her. "Can you fix it"

Ning Yuan rolled up her sleeves and nodded: "I know a little, I'll practice more later."

Rong Zhaonan: "You're pretty daring..."

He was halfway through his sentence when he suddenly raised his eyes sharply towards the path leading to the cow shed, a cold glint of alert appearing in his eyes. "Someone's coming."

Ning Yuan happened to see the cold, sharp aura surrounding him. She subconsciously gasped for air.

But the next moment, Rong Zhaonan bowed his head and stood behind her, instantly becoming that silent, inconspicuous weak scholar again.

Ning Yuan almost suspected she was hallucinating. Before she could react, she heard footsteps.

She looked towards the end of the path.

Indeed, Tang Zhenzhen, Li Yan, Huang Xuerhong, Qin Xiaoxia, and even some of the red-arm band members seen at lunchtime, as well as some villagers who came to watch the commotion, followed along.

Ning Yuan's pretty brows furrowed: "So you've all come together."

Li Yan actually mixed with Tang Zhenzhen and her group.

Huang Xuedong has always been Tang Zhenzhen's loyal follower. Seeing the furniture on the cart beside Ning Yuan from afar, he blurted out —

"See, I told you she was a thief! She stole not only our educated youth's belongings but also things from the team, like the desk and chair in the office!"

Li Yan said nothing, just walked closer and looked at the truck full of things.

Although they are all bad, they are indeed office furniture.

Seeing the red sash and villagers, everyone started whispering amongst themselves.

Tang Zhenzhen looked at the pile of things, sneering inwardly. What a thief!

She wore an expression of helplessness on her face: "Oh, Ning Yuan, how could you associate with bad elements and start stealing public property belonging to the team You're going to be imprisoned."

Ning Yuan looked puzzled: "What are you talking about These things were borrowed from the team. They're old, used office furniture. Lao Zhibishu wrote it down in black and white, with a receipt. I even promised to fix them up and return them later!"

Some villagers who witnessed the commotion also spoke up: “We did see Lai the accountant from our village going to the elementary school warehouse with Ning Yuan this morning.”

Li Yandao suddenly felt relieved and looked at Tang Zhenzhen: "I said Ning Yuan is not like that."

Tang Zhenzhen choked, a wronged look on her face: "I also heard Xue Hong say that, and misunderstood."

Huang Xuěhóng met Li Yan's gaze, his round face flushed red. He instinctively scolded Ning Yuán: "That...that's not because you stole Zhēnzhēn's money and things, that's why we misunderstood you!"

Ning Yuan suddenly grabbed the large watering can by the side and, with a scoopful of manure-laden water, splashed it directly onto Huang Xuehong's black and fat face.

That's Rong Zhaonan's uncleaned brush water from cleaning a cow this morning. on one side, according to what she had told her—"We are willing to reconcile with the teacher at home, but they beat my little girl and smashed my stall. This has to be addressed."Chu, the director,...