Perhaps, this is what it means to be a person who is loved by his parents.

Speak with confidence.

"Here," Bao Wenxuan whispered, "Don't be polite to me. The more polite you are, the more I'll think I owe you."

"Hey! You have this dress, can't you wear it yourself?"

Some even forcefully send it out.

"Hey, hey, hey, this isn't my size. You're taller and thinner than me, so I can't wear it. Don't ruin a good thing. Hurry up, put it on and show me. I have a set just like it."

"Row!"

As they came and went, Wen Ran stopped being pretentious, and she also felt that the dress was really beautiful.

Her own fabrics are too fashionable and are not of this era at all. She would be asking for trouble if she showed them out.

I want to make some new clothes, but I don’t have any cloth coupons yet.

Little girl, who doesn’t like to be coquettish?

As soon as Wen Ran put on the new clothes, she looked different. Bao's mother was very skillful and even pinched her waist.

It was bulging where it should be bulging, and delicate where it should be delicate. Bao Wenxuan's eyes lit up as she looked at it. "Beautiful! Really beautiful! I'm glad I described it so carefully."

Wen Ran raised an eyebrow, "I thought so, it fits so well."

"Hehehe," Bao Wenxuan moved closer to Wen Ran, "Why don't you thank me quickly!"

"Thank you!"

~

After the autumn harvest, everyone has a rare chance to relax and take it easy. It's time to prepare for this year's winter. Besides, the grain from the autumn harvest has not yet been handed in.

The pig-killing dish hasn’t been prepared yet.

The team leader and the accountant were extremely busy, one coordinating and the other doing the accounting. After all this hard work, it took a whole year's share to be distributed to every household.

Wen Ran was also looking forward to slaughtering the pig, and was practically counting the days.

It's not that she was greedy for the pig-killing dish, but the truth is that as long as the pig was dead, she wouldn't have to work hard every day to pick grass for the pigs regardless of rain or shine.

It was raining again. Wen Ran looked at the heavy rain outside, hesitated for a second, and decided to go back to sleep.

The rain is too heavy, we really can’t go out. Brothers Pig, let’s eat some stored food for now!

"Bang bang bang!"

Wen Ran was not sleeping soundly and only heard a knock on the door.

"Bang bang bang!"

The noise was louder now, Wen Ran suddenly opened his eyes and jumped up from the kang bed.

The rain outside had subsided, and standing at the door of the main room, she could even clearly hear the knock on the door.

"Who?"

"it's me!"

The sound of rain disturbed him, and it sounded very unfamiliar. Wen Ran was unsure, so he went over to open the door with an umbrella.

When she saw who was at the door, she wanted to roll her eyes to the sky.

Seeing that Wen Ran was too lazy to pretend and was about to close the door, Zhang Sisi had dealt with Wen Ran many times and could see through his intention almost instantly.

Without saying a word, he put his feet in.

Followed by.

"Ow~"

A scream broke through the clouds and reached the sky.

Wen Ran was startled and subconsciously reached out to scratch his ears. "Fuck, who are you trying to scare to death?"

Zhang Sisi's ankle was numb from the pain. She was so angry that she jumped up and down. "How could you close the door just because you disagree with me? Are you blind? You didn't even know you pinched my foot?"

The educated youth behind him also became indignant, "That's right, how can you be like this? You closed the door without even looking carefully. Don't you have any manners?"

Wen Ran: “…”

The sky is not clear yet, are you okay?

Adhering to the principle that saying one more word to a fool is a waste of oxygen, she raised her hand and slapped him hard in the face.

To put it simply, "Have I given you face recently?"

I got beaten last time. Are you addicted to being beaten?

This is just right, and you can't wait to feel the power of Wen Ran's little whip under her hands?

Covering her face, Zhang Sisi was stunned.

The educated youth behind him shuddered, then instantly became obedient and said nothing.

They almost forgot that the person in front of them was not someone they could bully.

Zuo Xinyue popped up, feeling that she had a good relationship with Wen Ran, and tried to smooth things over with a wry smile, "Ah, we're all educated youth.

It’s not easy for people from all over the country to gather together in one place. Don’t be angry, just give me some face, then…”

Wen Ran looked at her, puzzled, "Who are you?"

Why give her face?

Does she have a big face?

Wen Ran didn't want to be enemies with the people at the educated youth camp. It was just that no one knew what was going on in the minds of these educated youth. They had nothing to do all day long and started looking for trouble.

Wen Ran really couldn't like such a person.

Zuo Xinyue choked and immediately felt embarrassed. She frowned and said unhappily, "Wen Ran, have you forgotten? When we went to the countryside, I even exchanged rice soup with you on the way."

Wen Ran: “?”

and then?

The two became good friends because of rice soup?

"So? What's wrong with you guys?"

After hearing these two sentences, the educated youth looked at each other in bewilderment.

Zhang Zhijie sighed in the crowd, squeezed out, and then said, "Wen Zhiqing, don't be angry. We came here with no ill intentions."

Wen Ran still remembered the person in front of him. He was the head of the educated youth center in the Shaluozi Brigade.

"Say something quickly."

"Can't we go inside and talk?"

Wen Ran smiled wryly, "Let's not do it. A man and a woman alone in a room together, I'm afraid some groundless rumors will spread and ruin my reputation."

Zhang Sisi had been slapped by Wen Ran and had become obedient. Hearing this, she opened her mouth but finally closed it.

On the other hand, Zuo Xinyue, still holding a grudge against Wen Ran for embarrassing her, frowned and retorted, "Do you really think you're such a hot commodity?

And it ruins your reputation? I’m dying of laughter.”

"Get out."

Time and again, even a clay figure would have a temper.

If you want to talk about something, then be respectful, otherwise, forget it.

Wen Ran's face suddenly turned cold. He pushed out the people standing at the door and then slammed the door shut.

Through the door, he said, "Get away from me! I have a bad temper. If anyone gets beaten up, not only will I not pay for their medical expenses, I'll even blame them."

Zuo Xinyue was furious, "Wen Ran, what's wrong with you? Can't I even say a word to you?"

When you first came to the countryside, I thought you were a good person."

Wen Ran said succinctly, "Zuo Xinyue, right? If you say another word, I'll rush out and beat you up. If you don't believe me, you can try it yourself."

The door creaked and it became quiet.

Zhang Zhijie frowned and glanced at Zuo Xinyue impatiently, "Why are you so reckless now? Didn't we agree on this when we first came here?"

"If you have something to say, please talk to me nicely. Don't you know what these words mean?"

"Stop making noise at my door!"

Wen Ran was also a carefree person. After closing the door, he could no longer see those annoying people and immediately fell asleep. "I'm going back to bed. If anyone makes any more noise or annoyance, don't blame me for getting angry."

After saying that, Wen Ran turned around and went back to the house, drank a sip of warm water, and fell asleep.

The educated youth who had their own plans looked at each other in confusion, but no one dared to be the first to take action, so they could only return home disappointed.

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