Quick Transmigration: The Leisurely and Sweet Life of a Support

These days, complaining about hardship and fatigue is not acceptable. Going to the countryside is about learning. You have to overcome all kinds of physical discomfort, and more importantly, you have to undergo a transformation and sublimation in your mind and spirit.

As the saying goes, one must forge one's unwavering and steadfast beliefs through hardship.

Anyway, Chongli didn't have any ideological awareness. She was exhausted and just wanted to go back and lie down to sleep.

But the young men around her didn't want her to leave. Seeing that she didn't go up to sing, they came to chat with her, asking about her past life and studies.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on them, making Chongli's little face glow with a rosy hue.

As she was thinking about how to escape, she slowly took two steps back.

Looking up, I saw Shen Luo, who was also silently moving back.

The two exchanged a glance. Well, this guy had just as many girls as they did guys...

“Comrade Chongli, didn’t you say you wanted to read a collection of poems? I’ll go get you two.” Shen Luo suddenly spoke up.

Chong Li nodded quickly, "Yes, that's right. Thank you for remembering, Comrade Shen Luo. I'll go with you to get it."

After saying that, he looked at the young men in front of him and said, "I'll go get a book. You guys keep singing..."

The young men watched helplessly as the two walked away.

"Could they be dating?" the young man sighed. "Zhong Li is so handsome, I dream of having a wife like him."

He was surrounded by young men from the same village, and they all laughed and mocked him after hearing what he said.

"Look at yourself, how can you compare to Shen Luo? They were all sent-down youths, they look down on our rural place and country people."

"Can you even understand poetry? And you still dare to approach me?"

At that time in rural areas, most young people had only attended primary school, and it was already quite difficult to get into junior high school.

This batch of educated youth all had at least a junior high school education, and some even had a high school education.

"How dare you, someone who only finished two years of elementary school, have your eyes on a high school student?"

"What's wrong with thinking about it? Maybe Chong Li doesn't like pretty boys and prefers someone as strong and capable as me!"

Chong Li and Shen Luo walked quickly, leaving the laughter behind them far behind.

Looking back and seeing that no one was following, Chongli slowed down.

Shen Luo turned to look at her, and slowed his pace.

"I didn't expect them to be so... enthusiastic..." Shen Luo said softly.

Chongli laughed, "Boys need to protect themselves too. I see those village girls are very enthusiastic, so you need to be careful."

Upon hearing this, Shen Luo chuckled softly.

"I heard that you took your sister's place and came to the countryside?" Shen Luo recalled the rumors circulating among the educated youth.

He didn’t care much about the other educated youth, but when he heard the word “replacement”, he couldn’t help but think of his own situation. His own mother had changed his name to the rural quota without his consent.

So when they heard about a girl who had the same experience, especially such a beautiful one, they couldn't help but take some of her words to heart.

"Huh?" Chongli didn't expect him to suddenly bring up these things. "Yes, it was originally my sister who was supposed to be here, but now I'm here."

There's no point in hiding this. The names on the list have been changed, and many people already know about it. The main reason the villain was fooled is because she sympathized with her.

"Your sister doesn't want to go to the countryside?"

"They're perfectly fine in the city, who would want to come here?"

Shen Luo nodded. "Your parents made the decision to change it?"

Chong Li shook his head. "Not really. My sister's getting married, so it just so happens to be my turn. My parents didn't expect it either. They've prepared a lot of things for me, and my sister even bought me new clothes. Someone has to come..."

Shen Luo didn't say anything. They had only been there for one day, and they weren't even friends yet. He shouldn't ask so many questions.

When they arrived at the entrance of the small courtyard where the male educated youth were temporarily staying, Chong Li stood outside waiting. There was no one inside, so it wouldn't be appropriate to go in.

Shen Luo was quick and soon took out two books.

He glanced at the sky and said, "I'll take you home."

Although it wasn't completely dark around, there were no streetlights in the countryside, so she, a pretty girl, still had to be careful.

"Thank you." Chong Li didn't stand on ceremony with him. Although she was quite good at fighting, she was now a delicate educated youth and couldn't engage in violence.

Neither of them went to the canteen where they sang; instead, they went straight to the female educated youth's courtyard.

Upon reaching the door, Chongli once again expressed his sincere gratitude.

Shen Luo nodded, turned and left.

Chongli returned to the house, lit an oil lamp, and looked at the book in his hand. It turned out to be a collection of poems from abroad, in English. This kind of book is very difficult to obtain. Fortunately, this is just an ordinary small village. In some places with strict management, it might not be possible to get this out. Fortunately, the policies have been gradually relaxed.

I may want to watch it, but I definitely have to.

For so many years, I've lived a life of constant fear and trepidation. I've never had the leisure to read poetry under an oil lamp.

This is a life I never dared to imagine before.

The poem is beautiful, but it would be even better if the surrounding environment weren't so cold.

In the flickering firelight, Chongli read intently for a long time; it was somewhat similar to Tagore's Stray Birds. She rarely read things about love, hope, sorrow, and loneliness before, since these things were of little use to her.

She used to focus on surviving and climbing the social ladder; she never had the leisure to think about these things.

She had learned a great deal in her previous world, and had never enjoyed reading poetry so peacefully before…

Seeing that his eyes were getting a little sore, Chongli turned off the light and snuggled into his own bed.

Tonight, she slept very soundly, as if nothing was amiss, and drifted off to sleep peacefully.

In my dream, there was a beautiful sea of ​​flowers and moonlight, just like in the poetry collection…

Suddenly I realized how wonderful it is not to have to worry about dying all the time. Even though I'm drowning in debt, I feel incredibly at peace.

The next day, Chongli got up in high spirits. After washing up, he even took out some face cream from his bag, humming a little tune as he applied it to his face.

After working in the fields yesterday, she found some more durable and stain-resistant clothes today, and she also planned to wrap her head with a large scarf. Although it's cold today, her face is prone to dryness and cracking if she's exposed to too much wind.

The girls, carrying their own metal lunchboxes, got their meals and discovered that the male educated youth had arrived earlier and were already eating.

Chongli noticed that their gazes were intentionally or unintentionally sweeping over him.

She sat down to eat, seemingly unconcerned. With her looks, it was only natural that people, regardless of age or gender, would take a second look at her.

Actually, last night before going to bed, the male educated youth gossiped about her, spreading the melodramatic story of how her fiancé was stolen away by her own sister.

Perhaps the original owner had played the victim with the other female educated youth on her way here? In any case, while she was away singing yesterday, her gossip was shared by everyone and became known to all the educated youth.