Fast Travel Absurdity Sutra

After moving into the new house, Lantian began to carefully plan to establish good relationships with the villagers of Liujia Village.

She knew very well that in this village, if she wanted to live a stable life and make a difference, the support and trust of the villagers were indispensable.

The village chief's wife, Mrs. Wang, was undoubtedly the key person in opening up the situation for her.

The early morning sun shone on the path of Liujia Village. Lantian got up early, carrying a small bamboo basket filled with some exquisite pastries she made herself.

She walked towards the village chief's house. Along the way, the breeze gently blew the wild flowers and grass on the roadside, as if adding a bit of comfort to her journey.

Arriving at the gate of the village chief's house, Lantian gently knocked on the doorknob.

After a while, Mrs. Wang came to open the door. When she saw Lantian, her face showed a little surprise and curiosity. "Sister Zhou Tian, ​​what's the matter with you so early in the morning?"

Mrs. Wang asked, with a hint of doubt in her eyes.

Zhou Tian wore a friendly smile and raised the bamboo basket in his hand slightly. He said, "Sister Wang, I just moved in not long ago. The village chief has been very helpful with this house. He arranged everything, including the manpower and location. You even came to help me with the cooking. I'm really grateful. I have some pastry-making skills, so I made some last night and wanted to give it to you and the kids at home. I don't know if it's to your taste."

Mrs. Wang's eyes fell on the bamboo basket. The pastries looked delicate and beautiful, emitting an enticing aroma. Her eyes instantly showed a bit more joy.

"Oh, Miss Zhou Tian, ​​you are so polite. Come in and sit down."

Walking into the yard, Mrs. Wang was busy moving a stool for Zhou Tian and pouring tea. Lan Tian placed the cakes on the table one by one. The cakes were golden in color and looked exquisite.

Mrs. Wang, please try this. I made it with some ingredients I grew at home. It’s nothing special, just a token of my appreciation.”

Lantian said with a smile, his eyes full of sincerity.

Mrs. Wang picked up a piece of cake and took a bite.

Her eyes narrowed slightly in enjoyment, and she nodded repeatedly:

"Well, Miss Lantian, this pastry is really well made, fragrant and sweet. You have such a skillful hand."

She looked at the pastries and felt a little distressed.

"Oh, sister. This cake is really delicious. I have never eaten anything so delicious in my life. But it's a pity that it uses too much grain. Look, these are all made of fine flour, right? How much grain does it cost?"

Rural people have a natural love for food.

Lantian listened and smiled modestly:

"Thank you, Mrs. Wang. As long as you like it, it's fine. Not much food wasted. I rarely cook it normally. I only make a little when I'm really hungry. I usually make some during the Chinese New Year."

Now, Mrs. Wang loves him even more.

This pastry must be so precious.

Zhou Tian can handle it.

She is usually quiet and doesn't interact much with the villagers.

However, Wang Sao felt that this time, building the house might have unleashed Zhou Tian's true nature. This girl knew that she had been harmed by Xia Jun and Song Xiang in the past. These two people worked hard to isolate Zhou Tian from everyone else.

Come to think of it, it’s true.

In the past, this girl would hardly say a word in front of outsiders for several days.

How is she? It seems that all the news came from Song Xiang and Xia Jun.

No, from now on, she has to talk more to Zhou Tian in front of the villagers and tell them more about her situation.

However, a few days after Lantian’s first visit, she went to the village chief’s house again, bringing with her own beautifully woven bamboo baskets.

This time, when Wang Sao saw Lantian, there was a hint of surprise and curiosity in her eyes, and her tone was softer than last time:

"Sister Lantian, you're here again?"

Lantian handed over the bamboo basket with a smile and said:

"Sister Wang, I made a new bamboo basket and thought you might be able to use it."

Mrs. Wang took the bamboo basket, examined it carefully, and gently stroked the delicate patterns on it with her fingers. She couldn't help but admire it:

"Miss Lantian, you have such a skillful hand. This bamboo basket is so beautifully woven."

As she spoke, a genuine smile began to appear in her eyes. She enthusiastically took Lantian's hand and asked her to sit down. She personally poured Lantian a cup of hot tea. Compared with her attitude last time, there was a clear change this time, and it was more sincere.

A few days later, after working in the fields, Lantian went to the mountains again. She picked some precious wild mushrooms, carefully selected some, washed them, and sent them to the village chief's house.

That day, Wang's wife was feeding chickens in the yard. When she saw Lantian coming with mushrooms, she immediately put down the chicken feeder in her hand and went to meet him, her face full of surprise:

"Miss Lantian, where did you get these wonderful mushrooms?"

Lantian smiled and replied:

"Sister Wang, I stumbled upon this in the mountains and wanted to bring it to you to try."

Mrs. Wang took the mushrooms and smiled until her eyes narrowed into slits, and she kept saying:

"Sister Lantian, you are so thoughtful."

This time, she pulled Lantian to sit on a small bench in the yard and began to share some interesting things in the village with Lantian, such as which family's daughter-in-law gave birth to a big fat boy, which family's sow gave birth to a litter of piglets, and she laughed heartily from time to time.

From then on, Lantian would give Wang Sao some small items from time to time, sometimes an exquisite bamboo fan she had woven herself, and sometimes fresh wild fruits picked from the mountains.

Every time they met, the two would sit in the yard and chat about family matters, from trivial matters in the village to family matters, and their relationship became closer and closer.

Mrs. Wang's attitude towards Lantian also changed from being polite at first to treating him sincerely, and she often praised Lantian's understanding and kindness in the village.

With the help of Wang Sao's lubrication, the relationship between Zhou Tian and the villagers gradually became harmonious.

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In the yard of the educated youth center, the sunlight seemed to deliberately avoid the corner where Xia Jun and Song Xiang were standing.

Xia Jun lowered his head, his hands hanging limply at his sides, and his figure looked particularly lonely.

The educated youth in the yard came and went, and when each of them passed by him, they would cast or secretly conceal their contempt or disgust at him, as if he were carrying some disgusting germs.

Several female educated youth were gathered together whispering.

From time to time, they glanced at Xia Jun and Song Xiang respectively, then covered their mouths and giggled.

One of the young women deliberately raised her voice and said, "Some people are always calculating against others. Now they are getting their comeuppance. How shameless!"

When Song Xiang heard this, her body trembled slightly. She bit her lips tightly, her eyes full of grievance and anger, but she didn't dare to flare up.

The male educated youth were more direct.

A burly male educated youth passed by Xia Jun and deliberately bumped into him hard.

Xia Jun stumbled and almost fell.

Not only did the young man not apologize, but he turned around and said viciously:

"Hmph, get out of the way. People like you shouldn't be here."

Xia Jun raised his head, a flicker of anger in his eyes. However, it was quickly replaced by helplessness. What could he do in this situation? He couldn't possibly beat everyone up. Thinking of this, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes. He hadn't expected Zhou Tian, ​​who looked like a little lamb, to be so ruthless when he got angry.

Her move really put him and Song Xia in a deadly situation.

He looked up at Song Xiang, who was far away from the female educated youth across the yard.

The two of them glanced at each other from a distance, then quickly turned their heads away, fearing that others would see them.

After that, the two dared not meet or interact privately, fearing that everything Zhou Tian said would come true.

Xia Jun quietly moved aside. Seeing that the water tank in the Youth League compound was low, he decided to go out and fetch some water.

On the village paths, the situation was no better.

When the villagers saw them, they all took a detour, as if they had seen an ominous person.

Villager Liu Baozi's mother happened to pass by with her grandson.

She quickly pulled her grandson to her side and whispered, "Stay away from him. He's a bad boy. Don't let him lead you astray."

The little grandson looked at Xia Jun curiously, but was forcibly pulled away by the aunt.

When Xia Jun arrived at the well in the village, the originally bustling well suddenly became quiet.

The villagers who were drawing water stopped what they were doing and looked at him with scrutiny.

The second oldest son of Liu Er's family at the village head frowned and said, "What are you doing here? This well is for us good people. People with bad intentions like you, please don't pollute the well water."

Xia Jun's face turned red. He gripped the handle of the bucket tightly, the veins on the back of his hand bulged, but he didn't know how to refute.

He returned to the dormitory of the educated youth center, and the atmosphere inside was still cold.

Even their roommates, who had originally had a good relationship with them, deliberately kept their distance from them.

His bed had been moved over and was isolated in a corner.

At night, when he lay in bed, the silence around him was filled with rejection and disgust towards him.

Song Xiang felt like she was going crazy. She couldn't stand being in such a repressive and ostracizing environment for even a minute.

That bitch Zhou Tian is so cruel.

Her heart was filled with hatred for Zhou Tian, ​​and she cried silently in the darkness. The anguish in her heart surged like a tide, but she could not find anyone to confide in.

She could only stay in this corner abandoned by everyone, tasting the bitter taste of being excluded alone.

Days like this felt like years to both of them.

(#￣～￣#)

Xia Jun was thinking about how to change the current situation and how to find a way out of this predicament.

Every day when he walked in the village, he could feel the gazes that pierced his back, and those cold words were like sharp blades, cutting into his self-esteem bit by bit.

His figure became increasingly lonely, and he often wandered alone on the edge of the village, his eyes full of confusion and unwillingness.

He couldn't go find Song Xiang.

In the past, the two of them often met privately. Sometimes, when they were having troubles, they would feel much better after talking about it. But now, he didn't dare to do that at all.

The sunlight filtered through the dense branches and leaves, casting mottled shadows. Xia Jun paced in the woods on the edge of the village as usual, his heart filled with sorrow.

Suddenly, Liu Min's figure flashed out from behind a big tree.

Liu Min was wearing a set of coarse cloth clothes that had been washed to a pale color. He had his signature honest smile on his face, but there was a hint of subtle cunning in his eyes.

Lantian has been paying attention to what's happening in the village recently.

After Liu Jianjun disappeared, no one in the village was surprised. Perhaps Liu Jianjun had always been a nomadic person, and his absence for so long went unnoticed.

Lantian noticed that the Municipal Public Security Bureau hadn't made any new moves. Perhaps their focus was still on the city, and they hadn't even noticed this small mountain village. So, Liu Min, the person who had delivered the tip to Liu Jianjun that day, was still able to roam around the village.

Lantian discovered that he seemed to have been secretly observing Xia Jun and Song Xiang.

Perhaps, the hidden plot is that he discovered that the heroine and the hero had joined the enemy spy organization?

[Host, it really is. This person is the one who pulled both the hero and heroine into the island nation organization. However, in the original plot, the original host was already married to Liu Jianjun at that time. She had already severed ties with Song Xiang. Liu Jianjun, under the guise of a gangster, later hooked up with the heroine. He actually gave Xia Jun a green hat.]

Lantian couldn't help but sneer when he heard this.

Now, she lives alone and is much more free, without having to worry about being discovered by others.

At this moment, she flashed into the space, ready to soak in the hot springs. Lan Tian later discovered that the spiritual spring she mentioned actually had hot spring functions.

She built a bathing pool near the Lingquan Spring. With the arrival of winter, the air in Eastern Province was dry, with cold winds blowing. Soaking in the hot springs for a while was truly relaxing.

Lantian hummed comfortably and continued to release his spiritual sense, staring at Liu Jun.

Haha, before the people from the Municipal Bureau come, it is a good choice to let Liu Jun develop both the male and female protagonists into the team.

She just treated it as a show.

(〃'▽'〃)

Liu Jun walked towards Xia Jun seemingly casually, and deliberately stepped on a dead branch, breaking it, making a crisp sound and attracting Xia Jun's attention.

Xia Jun raised his head alertly and was slightly stunned when he saw that it was Liu Min.

Liu Min's presence in the village is not strong, and he is not familiar with Liu Min at all.

Liu Min smiled and broke the silence first, saying in a gentle and kind voice:

"Xia Jun, why are you relaxing here alone? Is there something bothering you?"

Xia Jun felt a little surprised when he heard Liu Min's greeting, because he and Liu Min were actually not very familiar with each other.

He always felt that Liu Min seemed to be deliberately getting close to him today.

However, he has been very depressed recently.

It just so happened that Liu Min was not familiar with him, so he didn't feel burdened.

He raised his head, a bitter smile appeared on his face, and he nodded helplessly and responded:

"Uncle Min, I'm really feeling a bit depressed. I feel like all the things in life are overwhelming me."

Everyone in the village has the surname Liu, and everyone calls them by their first name, and few people call them by their surname.

Liu Min sighed softly, and that sigh contained endless understanding and sympathy.

He walked slowly towards Xia Jun.

When he was only a few steps away from Xia Jun, he stopped and began to look carefully around the grove, as if to confirm whether there were any other people around.

Only after making sure that there was no one around did Liu Min feel relieved.

Then, he bent down slightly and put his face close to Xia Jun's ear, while deliberately lowering his voice, as if he was afraid of being heard by others.

He pretended to be nonchalant and casually mentioned to Xia Jun:

"My child, I understand that your life is not easy these days. In fact, I am short of money too. But recently, I know of some good ways to make money easily. But I can't do it alone."

After saying this, Liu Min deliberately paused to observe Xia Jun's reaction.

Ha ha

o(*￣︶￣*)o

Who is not short of money?

Xia Jun's originally dull eyes suddenly lit up. He asked anxiously, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw:

"Uncle Liu, what's the secret? Please tell me quickly."