On the day of breaking off the engagement, she flirted with the rough man and went to join the army

Sitting on the ox cart, feeling the wind and snow that seemed to blow his head off, Yun Suisui deeply regretted his decision to agree to his father's visit to Yunfeng.

When it was snowing in the morning, Yun Jianzhong actually asked Chang Sheng to tell her not to go to the countryside if the weather was bad.

But since the snow wasn't heavy, she didn't take it too seriously and packed up and went out as usual.

Along the way, the snow was getting heavier and heavier. Now, the wind and snow had blurred my eyes, and everything was white.

Snowflakes condensed on eyelashes and hats, as if pulling a cart of snowmen.

But no matter what, we finally arrived at Qianjin Village safely.

Yun Suisui first went to the commune's grain station to relax and inquire about the situation.

The man in charge of the grain station was an old man, a little hard of hearing and with a loud voice. He spoke as if he were arguing with himself: "Ah? You're asking about the educated youth? There aren't many educated youth in our commune, only about ten in total, divided equally between Qianjin Village and Qiangang Village."

"Is he particularly difficult to manage? Yes, there was a kid named Yun. He was silly and always loved to stand out. But what happened to him? Our team leader has him under control. Everyone avoids him and never dares to pick on him again!"

"But I heard that Yun Zhiqing's father is a big shot, so the captain has to give him some respect. Now his life is much better, and his mother even comes to see him every now and then!"

"But when other families come to look after their children, the parents always bring gifts with them. But his family is different. The mother comes empty-handed and even has to take something away from Yun Zhiqing. I asked around and found out it's her stepmother!"

"That Yun Zhiqing is also stupid. He would give food to people if they asked for it, but he would rather starve himself. He also said that his father would not stand by and watch him die, and would definitely send him food when the time comes."

Listening to the old man's words, Yun Suisui sneered in his heart.

It seems that what happened last time was enough to make Yunfeng remember it for a while. It hasn't been long since then, but his true nature has resurfaced.

She finally realized how troublesome naughty kids were. Not to mention Yun Jianzhong, even her sister, who she hadn't contacted for a long time, felt upset after hearing about the evil things Yun Feng had done.

Fortunately, they didn't have a good relationship, otherwise she would probably want to beat him eight times a day.

After chatting with the old man at the top of his voice for a while, before Yun Suisui's throat started to smoke, the wind finally stopped and the snow became lighter.

It just so happened that the commune was distributing potato flour today, and there were quite a lot of people coming to the grain station to grind flour. After saying goodbye to the old man, she walked towards Qianjin Village with a few fellow villagers who had just finished grinding potato flour.

The snow outside had already reached above her ankles. Yun Suisui was wearing cotton-leather shoes that reached her calves. Although her feet were a little cold, they were not soaked by the snow.

There was a fellow villager wearing tweed shoes. The space between his trouser legs and the shoe uppers, and between the shoe openings and the ankles were filled with snow. The snow was finally melted by his body temperature but then froze into ice again, chilling him to the bone.

After crossing vast expanses of snow-covered fields, we finally saw a small cluster of gray houses twenty minutes later. The locals said, "This is it! This is Qianjin Village!"

Yun Suisui thanked them and walked into the village step by step.

Qianjin Village is not very big. According to the old man at the grain station, the educated youth site is near the barn, consisting of two connected straw and mud houses.

Yun Suisui walked towards the barn and saw the house the old man was talking about at a glance. She also saw the scene of a loving mother and filial son in the yard in front of the house.

The woman was holding a bag of potato flour and saying something with a touching look on her face, while the young man opposite her waved his hand, his eyes full of trust and dependence.

If these two people were not Lin Qiuping and Yun Feng, Yun Suisui might have been quite touched.

To be honest, at first glance, she really didn't recognize that the dark, thin, and weathered young man in the yard was Yunfeng.

But she recognized Lin Qiuping, and combined with what her father and the old man at Liang Station said, she naturally guessed that the person opposite Lin Qiuping was Yunfeng.

The current situation is not difficult to guess. It is likely that Yunfeng gave the potato flour he had just received to Lin Qiuping. Judging from the size of the bag, he probably didn't keep any for himself.

So great.

Between applauding Yunfeng and entering the courtyard, Yun Suisui chose to directly open the microphone: "Yo yo yo, whose compassionate Buddha is this? It turns out to be mine."

"Come and line up! The vermicelli noodles are free. Come on everyone!"

Her originally clear and soft voice became a little hoarse after being trained by the grain station uncle, but it strangely matched her shouting very well and did not feel out of place at all.

When she shouted, several families nearby thought it was the village aunt calling someone, and they all put on their clothes and came out.

Someone asked: "Where? Where can I get vermicelli?"

Yun Feng panicked instantly, glaring at Yun Sui Sui with gritted teeth, "Yun Sui Sui, why are you here? What nonsense are you talking about?"

Lin Qiuping also saw her former stepdaughter, and her shoulders shuddered as she thought of the losses she had suffered at her hands before.

She clenched the vermicelli in her hand. No matter what, the food in her hands was hers and there was absolutely no way she could give it back.

Yun Suisui didn't even glance at Yun Feng, and pointed in his direction to answer his fellow villager's question: "Look, that's him, he's giving it away for free."

Yunfeng was so angry that he almost died.

This Yun Suisui, it’s ok that she hasn’t contacted him for such a long time, but she causes trouble for him as soon as she comes!

He roared, "Yun Sui Sui, can you please stop talking nonsense? When did I ever say I was going to give you vermicelli? If you want to go crazy, go somewhere else, don't come to me and give it to me!"

Yun Suisui didn't seem to notice how angry he was, and continued to say calmly, "How can it not be given away for free? Did you charge her for the vermicelli you gave her?"

Seeing her pointing at the vermicelli in Lin Qiuping's hand, Yunfeng's eyes flashed with guilt.

But he quickly said confidently, "After all, Aunt Lin has raised us for so many years. What's wrong with me giving her something? It's just some vermicelli noodles, Yun Suisui, can you please not be so selfish?"

It's just some vermicelli, a nice way of saying it, as if he doesn't even look at the person who writes home all day long asking for money and food.

Yun Suisui sneered, "You're not selfish. Dad has provided you with food, drink, and schooling for so many years, so why don't you bring Dad some food?"

Yunfeng choked and said after a long while: "Dad has no shortage of food..."

Before he could finish his words, Yun Suisui said coldly, "Dad doesn't lack food. Your Aunt Lin's current husband is the director of the supply and marketing cooperative. Does that mean she lacks food?"

Yunfeng frowned and said disapprovingly, "You don't know, the grain production this year is low. Even the county magistrate can't get enough to eat, let alone the director of the supply and marketing cooperative. Aunt Lin's family has been out of food for several days. This bag of vermicelli noodles is a life-saving food!"

"I know there's a misunderstanding between you and Aunt Lin, but we've been together for so many years, I can't just stand by and watch you die!"

Yun Suisui narrowed her eyes. "Who told you that the grain production is low this year?"

Yunfeng glanced at Lin Qiuping, but the latter didn't dare to look at him, let alone Yun Suisui.

He turned around and asked with a puzzled look on his face: "Isn't it?"

Yun Suisui was almost laughing at his anger. "You're really hopelessly stupid. You've been in the countryside for so long, and you don't even understand the grain production."

"If you ask any of your neighbors, you'll know that grain production has been steadily increasing in recent years, and this year is no exception. There's no such thing as a decrease in production. Others have brains to use, but you have them just to look taller, right?"

The shock in Yunfeng's eyes didn't seem fake. He looked up at the neighbors who were watching the excitement and saw everyone nodding. "Yes, the commune distributed fertilizer this year, so how could there be a shortage of food?"

"That's right! The team leader told us when we were paying our grain tax that this year, one acre of land produced nearly 300 kilograms of wheat. Our team is now a model of high yield!"

Yunfeng looked at Lin Qiuping, his voice trembling: "Aunt Lin, why did you lie to me?"