Yuan Wei's Quick Travel

Yuan Wei didn't know what Xia Xing'er was worried about. She was thinking about the footprints she had just seen.

Judging from the size of the footprints, it must have been a woman who came into the house.

And according to her guess, this woman is most likely Song Mengqiu.

It should be Song Mengqiu who came home to look for the box.

I didn't expect that after so much time has passed, she still hasn't given up.

What does she want to do?

What can't you do with this time?

The college entrance examination will be resumed in two years. Isn’t it better to study hard?

There will be plenty of opportunities when the time comes, so why bother hanging yourself on a tree?

Does she know that the jade pendant in the box is actually a space?

Otherwise, why is she so persistent?

Yuan Wei knew that the bad luck talisman on Song Mengqiu should not have worn off yet, and she probably wouldn't feel good coming here this time.

Song Mengqiu was indeed feeling very uncomfortable.

In recent days, she always felt that she was not as unlucky as before, so she naturally thought that the bad luck period was over.

But who could have thought that when she climbed over the wall to enter Yuan Wei's house, she accidentally fell off the wall.

Fortunately, she was lucky this time and did not fall too badly when she went in, but when she was leaving, she fell again, and this time the worst thing was that she sprained her foot.

Song Mengqiu endured the severe pain in his feet and limped back to the educated youth site with difficulty.

She took a leave of absence and sneaked out today. If she didn't go back quickly before others came back, she would be in big trouble.

Things have been going wrong these days, causing Song Mengqiu's complexion to become increasingly worse, and she can hardly maintain her gentle and kind image.

When Song Mengqiu returned to the educated youth site, it was still some time before the end of work. She sat on the bed, puzzled.

She clearly remembered seeing the box in her past life, which contained jade pendants, gold and cash. But why couldn't she find it now?

She turned Yuan Wei's house upside down, but still found no trace of the box.

Not only that, not even a single item of value was found.

Were all the property used to treat Xia Xing'er's illness?

Song Mengqiu had a strong premonition in his heart, thinking that he might never be able to find the box again.

She felt a deep sense of loss, as if she had lost something vital.

However, at the same time, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, lately, she had been so focused on finding the box that she had no time to think about anything else.

According to her memories of her previous life, Xuan Qihao is about to leave, and she must seize the time to contact him and explore whether there is any possibility between them.

In addition, there was Qi Jiayi. Song Mengqiu clearly remembered that he had returned from leave due to injury at this time.

In her previous life, after Xia Xing'er passed away, Yuan Wei was heartbroken, and the one who always stayed by her side was Qi Jiayi.

If Xuan Qihao fails to choose her in the end, then she can only choose Qi Jiayi as her partner.

After all, compared to others, these two have achieved more and are undoubtedly the best choices for her.

It seems that she needs to make preparations for both scenarios.

According to her understanding of Qi Jiayi in her previous life, if Yuan Wei said herself that she didn't want to marry him, Qi Jiayi should not have pestered her anymore.

But how can we get Yuan Wei to give up the engagement on her own initiative?

While Song Mengqiu was thinking hard, Fan Xuemei suddenly came back.

"Mengqiu, why didn't you cook?" Fan Xuemei saw the cold pots and stoves as soon as she entered the door, and she was so angry that she felt dizzy.

"Ah?" Song Mengqiu was awakened by her questioning.

She forgot to cook!

Song Mengqiu quickly explained, "I'm sorry, Xuemei, I wanted to cook, but I accidentally twisted my ankle just now."

As she spoke, she stretched out her swollen ankle for Fan Xuemei to see, and said aggrievedly, "You know, I've been getting injured a lot lately, and today it's even worse."

Fan Xuemei looked at Song Mengqiu's swollen feet and for a moment she didn't know whether she should blame her for not cooking.

She had worked a whole day and was already exhausted. She came home hungry but found that there was no hot meal waiting for her, which made her feel annoyed.

But facing Song Mengqiu's injuries, she couldn't blame her.

Helpless, Fan Xuemei had to turn around and leave dejectedly.

"Really? Why didn't you tell me earlier that you couldn't cook?" Fan Xuemei muttered with dissatisfaction, and the more she thought about it, the angrier she became.

If she had known that Song Mengqiu would not cook, she would have come back early to cook, so that no one in the educated youth site would go hungry.

"Why doesn't she cook?" Sun Lili asked Fan Xuemei curiously while washing the pot skillfully.

"I twisted my foot and can't move." Fan Xuemei rolled her eyes and walked forward to help light the fire.

It was their turn to cook today, but because Song Mengqiu offered to switch with them, they felt relieved and did not come back to cook.

Unexpectedly, it turned out like this in the end.

"I'm sorry, everyone. I'm sorry for delaying your meal." After Fan Xuemei left, Song Mengqiu walked out of the room with difficulty, holding on to a wooden stick, and sincerely apologized to everyone.

Fan Xuemei was in the kitchen when she heard Song Mengqiu's apology coming from the yard. She couldn't help but roll her eyes again, muttering to herself, "Why are you pretending to be a good person?"

Seeing this, Sun Lili couldn't help but laugh out loud and teased, "Haven't you always had a good relationship with her? Why are you rolling your eyes at her like this now?"

"She can't see." Fan Xuemei replied nonchalantly.

Sun Lili smiled and said nothing more.

In the yard, Song Mengqiu continued to pretend to be pitiful, but the educated youth were exhausted and hungry at this time, and no one wanted to pay attention to her.

Only Xuan Qihao, Hu Feng and Wang Wanting had it relatively easy, because they didn't care about work points and therefore didn't work too hard.

They also have some snacks to fill your stomach.

At this moment, Wang Wanting was watching Song Mengqiu's "performance" with great interest, and she almost took a handful of melon seeds to crack them.

Under such gaze, Song Mengqiu's expression became increasingly stiff.

Since no one cooperated with her performance, she herself felt a little bored and could not continue after saying a few words.

In the end, she could only smile awkwardly and turn away dejectedly.

Su Qingguo felt a little bit reluctant and wanted to go over to comfort Song Mengqiu, but in the end he gave up the idea helplessly.

He was so tired and exhausted.

When I first came here, the busy farming season had just ended, and the daily farm work was relatively light.

At that time, he naively thought that life in the countryside was just like this.

However, the busyness of the past few days has made him deeply realize what it means to be truly deadly.

At this moment, his hands and feet were shaking, how could he have the energy to comfort others?

Instead, he himself needs comfort more!