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"That's right. Everyone knows that Xie Zhuo is a well-known second-rate guy in your Qingshan Brigade. He was the one who came to cause trouble for us first!"

Zhou Jingjing immediately followed Wu Shi's voice.

Song Guangming's face was still livid. He glanced at her before turning to Xie Zhuo lying on the ground.

Xie Zhuo immediately covered his chest and coughed twice, as if he had been hit hard.

They all have internal injuries.

Song Guangming: "..."

You covered the wrong place, didn’t you just cover your stomach?

He knew that this kid was up to no good!

It's all fake.

After all, he had watched them grow up. Let alone these educated youth, there were few people in the entire Qingshan Brigade who could make him suffer.

But it’s not true to say that Xie Zhuo is a bad person.

After all, he and his two nephews are the only ones left in the family. If they didn’t have some skills, they probably wouldn’t be alive today.

I just don't know what he is up to today?

Wu Shi: “…”

damn it.

If Wu Shi had not been sure that his kick had not hit Xie Zhuo, he would have really felt that he had hurt him. The young man was coughing bitterly and seemed to be dying immediately.

"Cough," Song Guangming's throat felt a little itchy due to Xie Zhuo's coughing, so he followed up with a dry cough.

The eyes of the people around him instantly turned to him.

Song Guangming: "..."

"What are you still standing there for? Li Li, go to the commune clinic and get Doctor Qian," Song Guangming resisted the urge to cough again and directed the skinny, dark-skinned young man closest to him, then pointed at Zhao Jisheng and Liu Mancang who usually followed Xie Zhuo, "Go and help the man up."

Xie Zhuo coughed twice again.

"Brother San, that's enough," Zhao Jisheng lowered his voice, "You can pretend any longer, but with your physique..."

Xie Zhuo glanced at him sideways and finally stopped.

Everyone else was afraid that he might die because he couldn't catch his breath, but when they heard that he had stopped coughing, they quickly found a bowl and poured him some of the water they had prepared to take with them to drink when they went to the underground grounds.

"Thank you, auntie," Xie Zhuo thanked her but did not take the bowl.

He pinched Liu Mancang's arm, and Liu Mancang immediately reached out to take the bowl handed over by Aunt Wang, "Thank you, Auntie."

I couldn't help but complain in my heart that Third Brother is a grown man but he has so many troubles.

Since childhood, he has been unwilling to touch the dishes and chopsticks used by others, and never drinks from the same bowl of water with others. Not only does he take a bath every night regardless of winter or summer, but he also washes his two sets of tattered clothes over and over again.

I heard from the educated youth who worked in other brigades that this is called... it's called, mysophobia.

I don’t know if this problem can be cured.

Song Guangming didn't notice Xie Zhuo's little move. When he saw him stand up, he spoke again, "Xie Zhuo, Wu Zhiqing said that you came to cause trouble for them. Why are you running here for no reason?"

Xie Zhuo still wanted to cough, but looking at the bowl of water in Liu Mancang's hand, he held it back. He broke free from the arm that Zhao Jisheng was holding and took out a letter wrapped in a brown paper envelope from his clothes pocket.

"I came here to deliver a letter to the educated youth point," he said.

Everyone craned their necks to look at his hands.

"Delivering a letter?" Wu Shi frowned. "We all went to the commune to get it ourselves. What letter are you delivering?"

Others also found it strange.

"Let's not talk about whose letter I delivered first, and let's talk about why they suddenly attacked me," Xie Zhuo changed the subject and looked at Han Xiaoyu who had been silent.

"why?"

Everyone was stunned, and their attention was instantly diverted by his words.

"Because," Xie Zhuo curled his lips, "I happened to see them snatching Xiao Zhiqing Xu's things, and I couldn't help but say a few more words, and they got angry out of shame..."

Before the villagers could understand what he meant, the educated youth exploded.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Who stole the things?"

"That's right! If you don't know, don't talk nonsense!"

"You may not know the situation," Ye Wei said softly, her tone full of grievance of being misunderstood, "Xu Yan gave it to us himself, and you misunderstood it."

"Ah--"

Xie Zhuo laughed sarcastically, "Are you sure it's for you?"

"It was given to us," Wu Shi said immediately, "If you don't believe me, you can go ask Xu Yan."

After saying this, Wu Shi felt a little regretful, fearing that Xu Yan would say something nonsense.

But when he thought about how when Han Xiaoyu talked about Xu Yan just now, Xu Yan remained silent as usual and tacitly approved of Han Xiaoyu's approach, he felt a lot more relieved.

Xu Yan likes Han Xiaoyu and listens to Han Xiaoyu the most, so he will definitely not say anything nonsense.

At this time, the villagers turned their attention to Xu Yan who was still sitting in the kitchen.

The female educated youth was so thin that she seemed to be just a bag of bones. From a distance, there was not much flesh on her face. Her hair was black and thick, but because she had just been rescued from the water, her hair was messy and she had no time to comb it, which made her face look smaller and her eyes look bigger.

This little Xu Zhiqing is a little too thin.

Song Guangming thought to himself.

"Look, look, how hungry this person is," Zhao Jisheng suddenly said, breaking the silence, "Even so, you still say that she took the initiative to give you food. Did you save her ancestors in your previous life?"

Zhao Jisheng's words were very impolite.

The educated youths' faces changed again and again.

"Moreover," Xie Zhuo continued, shaking the letter in his hand, "you went to the commune to get things, but only brought back food and threw away the letter from the parents. How dare you!"

As soon as he said this, Han Xiaoyu's eyes darkened slightly.

"Stop spitting blood at me. Who threw her letter?"

"Whoever threw it knows it," Xie Zhuo said as he glanced at Han Xiaoyu's face, his meaning was self-evident.

Han Xiaoyu glared at him with gloomy eyes, and when others looked over, he returned to his calm state.

The whole person is extremely open and frank.

Really good at pretending.

Xie Zhuo narrowed his eyes.

"Maybe, maybe we had too many things on the way here, so they fell," Ye Wei retorted.

"This statement is really ridiculous. None of your other letters were lost, only this young zhiqing Xu's was lost. Do you think it's outrageous or not?" Xie Zhuo said.

Then he asked again, "How come her package didn't fall and you brought it back safely?"

"you……"

While they were talking, Xu Yan finally walked from the kitchen to the front door.

She finally got a close look at the man in front of her.

This is the first person who has shown kindness to her since she traveled through time.

No matter what his purpose was in doing all this, she still had to thank him for keeping these things for her.

The sun was scorching hot overhead, and the people standing in the sun had their eyes half-closed due to the sunburn.

He is very tall.

Half a head taller than Han Xiaoyu.

The most striking thing is not his height, but that in this society where people are not getting enough food per capita, he does not look too thin. Although he is wearing a grey long-sleeved shirt, you can feel that he has muscles.

The legs are also long.

And his face!

Even Xu Yan, who was used to seeing handsome guys on the big screen, had to admit that this guy was really handsome.

His brow bones and eye sockets are staggered, appearing very deep, his nose bridge is high, and his jawline is sharp. He looks a little casual when he smiles, and seems very cold and distant when he doesn't smile.

What kind of vision did the original owner have?

Instead of hooking up with such a handsome guy, you have to be Han Xiaoyu's bootlicker!

Maybe it was because Xu Yan's gaze stayed on the man for too long, and Xie Zhuo, who had not been looking at her, suddenly turned around and looked at her.