Chapter 70: Jiaojiao is spoiled by the rough man

After saying this, Su Dadi gently put down the plate in his hand and continued, "What did we agree on at the beginning? You can live your life as you want, and no one can interfere. If it doesn't work out, we can separate early."

"I'm doing this for Wan'er's sake. If I had known that it was my mom who got up last night, why would I have worried about her all day?"

Jiang Panhua glanced at Su Wanwan's room, sat back on the chair and prepared to eat, while continuing her conversation: "Wanwan, if you left early in the morning, I would go to your room later and wash your pillowcases and quilts. Autumn is coming, you can use the fresh ones when you come back from Baihua Village. I will also help you solve the mouse problem in the house to ensure that you have no more worries."

"What's there to be afraid of when there are only a few mice in the village?" Su Wanwan answered carefully, not wanting the topic to become weird.

"No, let's leave it at that." Mother Zhao said as she placed the steaming dishes on the table. "Eat more meat. You can only eat coarse grains like carrots and potatoes in Baihua Village. I wonder how much weight you will lose when you come back in half a month."

Mother Zhao stuffed Su Wanwan's bowl with lean meat. In just a few words, the meat had filled up half of the small bowl.

"Okay, don't put any more meat in. It's almost overflowing." Su Wanwan helplessly protected her bowl to prevent her mother from adding more food.

"Okay, let's do this for now. There's still a lot in the pot. I made a lot tonight. If you can't finish the leftovers, I can heat them up for you tomorrow morning," she promised.

"Did you... really make a whole piece of bacon?" Looking at the unusually plump meat on the plate, Su Wanwan couldn't believe it. Last time she brought back a lot of meat, her mother and aunt still carefully calculated the amounts and distributed them, and there was no way they would let the vegetables become supporting roles in the broth.

But today is completely different.

"We just hope that Xiaowan can be adequately taken care of over there. Once she gets there, life won't be as easy as at home," Jiang Shuzhen interrupted.

"Yes, Wanwan has never suffered any hardship since she was a child. If she were responsible for harvesting rice there, how much hardship would she have to endure!" Older brother Su Gao also joined the discussion while eating.

At dawn the next day, Su Wanwan slowly opened her eyes in a daze. Because she had spent the entire afternoon writing slogans for the times in the broadcasting room yesterday, the first thing she felt when she woke up was the unbearable pain in her elbow.

Perhaps because she wrote too much last night, her wrists were not well circulated, so Su Wanwan gritted her teeth and gave herself a massage. She then quickened her pace to wash up, and at daybreak, she packed her small luggage bag and put in the large amount of "luggage" that her mother Zhao Ying had carefully prepared for her.

It is still unknown how many necessities of life are stored in this bag.

Su Wanwan couldn't help but sigh in her heart when she thought about having to carry this huge package for a long distance to Baihua Village. If she still had to walk several miles with the package to get there, it would be a series of "good things".

Su Yang's father got up soon after. Regardless of whether his daughter Su Wanwan needed to go out or not, he usually got up at this time and started working day after day. In the past, Su Yang's father would not be discovered until a long time after he left the house. There were many things waiting for him to deal with in the village office. In Su Wanwan's memory, it seemed that his father never had enough sleep.

"Are you all ready?" asked my father, wearing a cloth shirt and carrying a few briefcases as he walked into the house.

"Everything is packed." Su Wanwan confirmed that the cloth bag on her body was tight.

"Don't worry, your mother stewed a lot of meat last night, and it's still in the pot. Eat a few bites while it's hot. Although it's a little cold, it's better than going hungry all the way." The father comforted him, thinking that he would set off immediately.

Su Wanwan had planned to go with her father, but after a little hesitation, she finally ran to the kitchen to lift the lid and take a look. When she saw the large pot filled with meat, she couldn't help but feel touched and emotional. Her mother mentioned that she stewed a little more, but in fact, it seemed that there were more than a few pounds, as if even some pickled meat was put in.

Even though she wanted to eat more food to reassure her mother who would get up later, Su Wanwan found it difficult to digest after eating four or five mouthfuls of meat in succession, so she had to gently put the lid back on the pot.

"Okay, let's go." Father Su Yang put out the cigarette in his hand and led the team forward. They agreed that the young people would gather at the door of the branch secretary's office in the early morning. They thought they were early, but as soon as they turned the corner of the house, they saw the branch secretary Wang and his three companions waiting at the door from a distance.

Among the three, in addition to her, Xu Yan, and the female educated youth from the city, Li Meifen, there was another face that Su Wanwan was quite familiar with. He should not be a male educated youth from the village, but more like a local young man. Thinking of this person, he was always at the forefront of all matters big and small in the village, and his words were full of energy.

Su Wanwan thought back quickly and confirmed that he should be the one - before she could sort out the name in her mind, Secretary Wang, who had woken up early in the morning, came over and said, "Let's start reporting. Please answer the name that is called!"

As Secretary Wang spoke, he flipped through the small booklet in his hand. Every time he read out a name, there would be a response.

"White Reed."

"To!"

Oh, so this is the white reed.

Su Wanwan quietly remembered the name.

No wonder I felt this person looked so familiar, maybe I had heard of his name and deeds before. There was hardly any young man in the village who didn't know Bai Luwei - whether it was a dispute in the town or a conflict in the field, he could always be found in crowded places.

Of course, his presence is not to mediate conflicts, but is often a prelude to escalating conflicts.

Why did Secretary Wang and Su Wanwan's father agree to let him go out and represent the village's young people in this exchange activity? Aren't they worried that this would damage the village's reputation?

Although Bai Luwei's behavior in the village was not out of line, he was keen on stirring up trouble. Didn't Secretary Wang think of this when he decided to let him come forward?

"Okay, everyone is here. The oxcart is over there. You can get on after signing the documents and wait for the bus." Secretary Wang skillfully put away the small booklet that had called the roll, and then distributed a thin document.

Su Wanwan glanced at the document, quickly signed her name, and was the first to jump onto the ox cart on the left.

It was still dark at this moment, and after she sat firmly on the left side, she had the opportunity to pay attention to the person riding the ox cart beside her. Today, Xu Yan was surprisingly wearing a white shirt, with buttons neatly fastened, which concealed his tight figure and added a bit of solemnity.

"I can carry it myself." Su Wanwan's gaze shifted from Xu Yan's face to the movements of his hands, and she was surprised to find that he was actually holding her oversized luggage package - it was not light.

"This baggage is quite heavy. Can you carry it?" Xu Yan carried the heavy baggage easily and walked at a steady pace.