Chuan Shu Qi Leng: I am no longer worthy of this vicious female supporting role.

Yang Mingshuo gathered other educated youths who wanted to do something for everyone that night to talk about Song Sangsang's proposal. Everyone thought it was feasible and agreed one after another. Those who could draw thought about how to draw furniture. They were a little creative and good at dealing with people. Those who are good at market research should first figure out where our furniture market is and analyze our future positioning, target users, whether we want to go high-end or mass-market.

Anyway, everyone had a great time chatting that night. Every educated youth was excited and wanted to contribute their own little strength to the motherland. It is very likely that everyone will laugh when they think about this experience many years later. It was so exciting at that time. It’s so silly that I actually followed this idea, but it’s definitely an experience I don’t regret.

It was pitch dark in the thatched house. Shen Guifang lay on the bed and listened quietly to the laughter and laughter from the other side of the yard. She didn't know what she was thinking about. She turned over and lay down again. Tears flowed down slowly. She wiped them away for a while. Not willing to accept it, not willing to accept how he got to this point, unwilling to accept that he just took advantage of Li Mingliang. If Song Sangsang hadn't taken away his position as a teacher, he wouldn't have had to take that step. Shen Guifang wouldn't know how to do it anyway. Realize where your problems are

Xie Jiao was in the female educated youth's room, muttering very unhappy, "It's so late, it's so noisy, and it won't let anyone sleep."

"That's right, I'm not letting anyone sleep anymore. What are you doing? You see people doing Su Ji's workshop, so what do you do? You don't even know how well-connected Song Sangsang is, so she asked for leave when she was sick." Another female educated youth said sourly said

Xie Jiao couldn't bear to hear this the most and said angrily, "Sleep, sleep."

The female educated youth glanced in Xie Jiao's direction and curled her lips, "Oh, we are really in bad luck. Obviously we are all educated youths. Song Sangsang lives in her grandma's house. We live in one room each. There are so many people squeezing in, and we work very hard. I don’t know what kind of effort they put in. Not only did they become primary school teachers, but they also set up workshops with work points. How many people did they have to work in this village? Hold on to her"

Xie Jiao pretended not to hear, and the others didn't want to get involved in such a boring topic, so they didn't say anything. Instead, Yang Ruqian, who had finished the meeting and assigned tasks, came back and listened.

"Yao Qianjin, what are you talking about? Tell me again and see if I don't tear your mouth apart. Can you say that to Sangsang? Don't look at yourself."

Yang Ruqian is just jealous. She has been with Song Sangsang for more than half a year. Yang Ruqian likes Song Sangsang, who is good at doing things, has good cooking skills, and is also gentle and gentle. How come she is called so dirty? She is the first one. disagree

"What did I say, which one was wrong?" Yao Qianjin was not to be outdone.

"What did you say you did wrong? Teacher, you didn't pass the exam yourself. Who is to blame? Your handwriting is like a chicken's claw. My students can write better than you. Hey, Sangsang has a workshop. It’s for the good of the villagers, and the prescription was also provided by Sangsang. You must be jealous. If you’re jealous, you’re jealous. If you’re jealous, you’re jealous. You speak so unpleasantly.”

Yang Ruqian put her hands on her hips and pointed at Yao Qianjin and scolded her so much that Yao Qianjin didn't dare to speak anymore and had to shut up. She angrily pulled the quilt over and fell asleep headlessly. Yang Ruqian looked around at the other female educated youths. , other female educated youths lowered their heads as soon as they met Yang Ruqian's eyes, did not speak and quietly did what they were doing.

Yang Ruqian angrily walked to her seat. The female educated youth who came back with her also followed her and whispered to dissuade her.

"It's okay, it's okay, don't be angry anymore"

"I'm just very angry. Obviously Sangsang is doing good things, why do you let everyone see it like this?"

Yang Ruqian quickly finished cleaning up and lay down, but she was still very unhappy and felt unworthy of Song Sangsang.

When the educated youths in other houses heard what the female educated youth was saying, they sighed, "This woman is troublesome, she has so many things to do."

Dong Chengmao and Yang Mingshuo looked at each other. Dong Chengmao put down the book in his hand and urged others to pack up and go to bed.

"Okay, okay, stop talking and go to sleep."