The rural doctor is busy with farming, and her abstinent husband can't bear it

Even your food supply will be a problem in the coming winter. When that time comes, don't expect me to open the warehouse and lend you food for emergency! "

It turned out that the village chief had learned through whispers in the village that Bai Xue was the mastermind behind the Sun Youfang incident a few days ago.

In order to teach this trouble-making girl a lesson, the village chief arranged a difficult job for her. Unexpectedly, Bai Xue only worked for two days before she hid away under the pretext of being sick.

Now, even Wang Song, who always seemed tough, frequently asked for leave, which forced the village chief to put on a stern face and give him a scolding.

Facing the rebuke from the village chief, Wang Song's face flashed with embarrassment and helplessness. He said in a trembling voice, almost pleadingly: "Village chief, I am really short of money. I need to go to the city to make a phone call and ask my family to send some money for emergency. Please be lenient with me this time!"

There was a hint of humility in his tone, like a concubine who had suffered all kinds of grievances in a palace drama. Although he was very humble, his urgency and sincerity still touched the village chief.

Although the village chief still looked disgusted, he finally sighed and nodded in agreement: "Okay, only this time, your vacation this month has been used up, and you must work hard and contribute to the village from now on."

Among this group of educated youth, Xiang Qin was an exception. She always worked quietly and hardly ever caused any trouble to the village.

She is not only smart and sensible, but also has a passionate heart, always thinking about how to help farmers improve their living conditions and develop production.

In comparison, the village chief was not even willing to mention the other educated youth, as their various actions had already given him a headache.

After getting permission from the village chief, Wang Song felt relieved and without saying a word, he set out on the rugged mountain road leading to the city.

At this moment, even the bumpy and muddy mountain road could not stop his inner eagerness.

In his imagination, as long as the phone call was made, the way home was just around the corner, and his steps became especially brisk.

However, the beautiful vision was soon shattered by the cold reality.

After much difficulty, he finally got through to his father's workplace and after several twists and turns, he finally got his father to answer the call. As soon as Wang Song mentioned his desire to go home, he was overwhelmed by his father's harsh reprimand.

"Do you think I set the rules for going to the countryside? You can come and go as you please? You are just dreaming!"

My father's voice was full of disappointment and anger. "I told you a long time ago that you are not suitable for going to the countryside. I could have arranged a job for you, but you just wouldn't listen!"

"Now, unless there is a clear policy for returning home, you should just stay in the countryside and stop thinking about these unrealistic things!"

There was determination in my father's tone. If he had not been in the leader's office, he would have thrown the phone to the ground.

This troublesome son always challenges his patience again and again.

Wang Song was so shocked by this sudden change that he didn't know what to do.

His father's scolding cut into his heart like a knife, and the pain was so severe that he could hardly breathe.

"Dad, I am your biological son! Every day here is filled with endless farm work. If you don't care about me, I'm really afraid that I will be trapped to death here!" At the end, Wang Song's voice began to choke, and tears blurred his vision.

The communication technology in that era was not stable. His crying mixed with intermittent words seemed particularly vague when it reached the ears of his father on the other end of the phone.

Outside the village chief's house, Xu Qinghe pretended to wait in line to use the phone, but his ears keenly caught Wang Song's crying.

She couldn't help but feel a ripple in her heart, and wondered if she was too sensitive.

In fact, she was indeed curious about Wang Song's behavior.

Wang Song had been very contradictory from the beginning. On the one hand, he disliked her rural origin, but on the other hand, he tried to get close to her and even showed his intention to pursue her...

Xu Qinghe, a young girl from the postmodern era, is used to sliding her fingertips across the screen of her mobile phone, browsing a variety of short videos, and her thinking has naturally become agile and changeable.

Faced with Wang Song's deliberate and slightly artificial courtesy, her heart was like a mirror, and she clearly realized that there was something unusual about it.

What made her feel even more strange was that Wang Song's incomprehensible affection for her and Deputy Director Liu's inexplicable aversion to her were surprisingly similar - both were so illogical and difficult to understand.

Xu Qinghe secretly wondered in his heart whether there was some secret hidden behind all this.

Out of curiosity and vigilance, when she heard that Wang Song had asked for leave to go into the city, she decided to follow him quietly.

As a result, during the time that Xu Qinghe was following Wang Song quietly, he felt that his ears were almost callused by the repetitive complaints.

Wang Song described to his father on the other end of the phone how difficult life in the village was in an almost pleading tone. He either begged his father to allow him to return home for refuge, or asked for a remittance to alleviate the urgent need, otherwise he would "make a big fuss" in the village.

The conversation between father and son ended in helplessness and compromise. Just as Xu Qinghe was about to use this gap to leave quietly, an unexpected turn made her stop - Wang Song quickly dialed another number.

After the call was connected, after some twists and turns, a woman's voice slowly came, with a bit of impatience and majesty.

"Miss Wan, I really risked my life to complete the task you entrusted to me, but the girl didn't take the bait. Instead, she developed an indescribable aversion to me. Not to mention making her like me, I didn't even have the chance to see that she had any affection for me! My days here are like years, and I'm eager to leave. Can you help me find a solution?"

Xu Qinghe was about to leave silently, but these words stopped her in her tracks and made her realize that this tracking was not in vain.

She immediately froze in place, pressed close to the door, and tried to capture as much information as possible with her ears.

Although the response from the other end of the phone was unclear, Wang Song's words were clear and intelligible.

The woman seemed angry at Wang Song's failure, and a series of reproaches came at him like a machine gun.

Facing the criticism, Wang Song was unwilling to give in. His voice was filled with dissatisfaction and excuses: "You initially told me that she was just an ordinary rural girl, but who knew that the actual situation was very different from the description! She has a high reputation in the village and is financially well-off. I originally planned to give her a watch to win her favor, but she casually showed off her newly purchased high-end ladies' watch. The degree of its brilliance was completely different from my second-hand watch! This woman is much more difficult than I thought, and your information was wrong. The mission was not completed, and the responsibility cannot be attributed to me alone!"

"I don't want to do that job anymore. You better find a way to get me out of here as soon as possible. This place is not a place for human beings to stay!"