Away from the big book, the educated youth became the village favorite by running errands

Knowing that there was a way to deal with Feng Aiguo, Song Shuangshuang would hum songs while washing dishes at night.

Tan Anjing laughed and asked, "Is she so happy?"

"Why wouldn't we be happy? Maybe within a week, Feng Aiguo will fall into the trap himself." They are the victims, and they can also get the sympathy of the villagers. Isn't it wonderful?

Song Youlin, who was fetching water outside, couldn't help but shake his head when he heard what his sister said. His sister was really optimistic. How could it be so fast?

But when I think of his sister's 'special abilities', it's possible.

After staying at home for another day, Song Shuangshuang asked Aunt Chang if there was anything she needed to bring back, as she was going to the city tomorrow.

Aunt Chang gave her some money and tickets and told her not to go to the black market, but to buy them at the supply and marketing cooperative, as she had both the money and tickets.

"Aunt, how could you miss me like that? I just wanted to eat the food in the state-owned restaurant, so I sent a letter home to tell them that I won't be going back for the New Year this year." Song Shuangshuang covered her chest and pretended to be sad.

Aunt Chang slapped her and told her to be careful.

On the third day, several people got up early and took a donkey cart into the city.

"You just arrived in the city a few days ago, why are you going again?" Old Wu thought these kids were a bit of a spendthrift. How could they eat at state-owned restaurants every now and then? "You three still have to pay back the grain. This is not the way to spend money."

They all knew that Old Wu had no ill intentions, he just wanted to advise them to spend less. As an old man, they understood.

"I'm going into town to mail a letter. Anjing and the others also want to call home. Don't waste money."

Old Wu knew that these children came from well-off families, so he said a few more words and then stopped talking.

He is not the kind of nosy old man.

After Song Shuangshuang got the goods for the two, she went to the scrap collection station. They were not in a hurry to sell the goods. This time they came to see if there were any bicycle parts or other things in the scrap station. Fortunately, Song Shuangshuang found a few high school textbooks in the scrap station.

After helping Aunt Chang carry her things, Song Shuangshuang went to the black market. Since she didn't have to go from street to street, she went to the black market to sell some things to save time!

It was still the same gatekeeper: "I haven't seen you for a long time."

"Something happened at home, so I'll come as soon as I have time."

After entering the black market, the brother and sister paused... How to put it, maybe it was fate?

Jiang Jingcheng was standing about two meters away from them.

Song Shuangshuang: "...I should have known not to come."

"It's too late to say that."

Jiang Jingcheng has already looked over here.

When Jiang Jingcheng saw the brother and sister standing at the entrance of the black market, he felt a throbbing pain in his head.

Song Shuangshuang felt inexplicably cowardly, and walked inside with her head down, muttering "Can't see me, can't see me" to herself.

Jiang Jingcheng found it funny to hear her mumbling "I can't see her" as she passed by him. Is he that scary?

The people who were about to buy something in front of him saw Jiang Jingcheng's expression change, and thought that he was happy that his things could be sold, so they opened their mouths to bargain. But they didn't expect that they were interrupted by Jiang Jingcheng as soon as they said the three words "can you?"

Jiang Jingcheng's expression changed instantly, and he said four hard words. "It won't be cheap."

That person: "..."

Finally, I paid the money reluctantly.

Jiang Jingcheng came to Song Shuangshuang with a basket in his hand and asked, "Why are you at the black market again?" Thinking of what Feng Aiguo said that night, he decided to remind Song Shuangshuang and her brother

"You two shouldn't come here recently. I saw Feng Aiguo sneaking towards your house that night. He said he wanted to find out what you did during the day."

Song Shuangshuang blurted out, "Were you the one who beat him up that night?"

Jiang Jingcheng touched his nose and admitted it.

Song Youlin felt that Jiang Jingcheng's reaction was wrong. Every time his sister came to the black market, Jiang Jingcheng would see her and tell her not to come. Last time, he even helped them get rid of the people who were following them.

Moreover, he had no grudge against Feng Aiguo. Just because Feng Aiguo targeted them, he was beaten?

Isn't that right? This guy must be interested in her sister.

Song Youlin felt that he had discovered something incredible! His cabbage was being targeted!

Jiang Jingcheng felt uncomfortable being looked at, so he left a sentence, "Anyway, don't come over during this period of time, otherwise he will really catch us." and left.

Song Shuangshuang thought he was just returning to the village after selling things and didn't take it seriously.

The brother and sister also made a quick decision, selling everything in the basket and leaving. After leaving the black market, they found a deserted place and put the books back into the basket.

Because they had to take a bus back, the four of them agreed to go to a state-owned restaurant to buy some buns.

He Feiyang and Tan Anjing arrived at the state-owned hotel first. The four of them were queuing up, and Tan Anjing asked them to look across.

The three turned around and saw Feng Aiguo walking into the alley, occasionally looking to the side, and coming out before he reached the end, as if he was looking for someone.

Song Shuangshuang exclaimed, "This guy is really abnormal. He probably followed us as soon as he heard that we were leaving the village."

Tan Anjing was scared and asked if they still wanted to buy buns.

"Buy it? What's there to be afraid of? We have nothing in our hands except the things I brought for Aunt Chang and the books I found at the scrap yard. What evidence does he have to accuse us? We'll go back after buying the buns and let him look for them slowly in the city." There was no way he could find them.

After buying the buns, the four of them went back, but Feng Aiguo was still looking for someone in the alleys.

After returning to the village, Song Shuangshuang casually said, "Be careful tonight. Maybe he will come tonight."

Song Youlin: "..."Okay, he was ready to stay up tonight.

At night, it was already dark. He Feiyang was puzzled when he saw Song Youlin still wearing his shoes and had no intention of sleeping.

"You're not going to sleep?"

Song Youlin: "...I'm not sleepy yet." How could he dare to sleep? What if Feng Aiguo sneaked in in the middle of the night? Although the wall of his house was quite high, he could still get in if he wanted to do something bad.

He Feiyang understood after a little thought. Just now when they went out to check, Song Youlin had specially placed some thin branches at the foot of the wall. He guessed that he was waiting for Feng Aiguo to come so that he could go out and catch him as soon as he heard any noise.

He didn't plan to sleep, so he stayed with Song Youlin for a while. The two chatted in the room, and they talked about what they planned to do in the future.

"What else can I do? It's just a field like this. Maybe my family will find me somewhere in the countryside and take me back." He Feiyang didn't care about this at all.

Song Youlin knew that he would be able to take the college entrance exam in a few years. Thinking of He Feiyang reading books when he had nothing to do, he asked him if he had any plans to go to college.

He Feiyang thought Song Youlin was talking about the Workers, Peasants and Soldiers University, "Forget it. Our commune was given two places in the past two years, and most of the people who went there were from the village. There were no places for educated youth.

Song Youlin told him to be more positive, saying that maybe he would be able to return to the city someday, and maybe he would even have a chance to take the college entrance examination.

"Let's talk about it later. I'm farming in the village now, and I can go to the city to make money when I have nothing to do. I think it's good. I just don't want to go home. It's boring..."

Song Youlin did not say anything more, leaving it at that. He Feiyang was still angry about his relatives framing Wen Zicheng for being demoted, and did not want to go back at all.

It was almost 12 o'clock and there was no sound, so they decided to go to bed.

As soon as I lay down, I heard the sound of branches breaking.