A delicate and gentle educated youth came to the village, and the aloof and cold soldier king droppe

Although Su Niannian had been mistreated by Tao Chunhua for a long time, there were no marks on her exposed face, neck, wrists, or other areas.

Su Niannian was already beautiful, and today she wore clothes without patches. Although it was just a simple style, it didn't diminish her beauty at all.

Although she is on the thin side, Su Niannian has very fair skin.

Her features are strikingly beautiful, especially her eyes, which are incredibly bright and expressive. Coupled with her current beaming smile, she's like a little sun with its own halo, capable of illuminating all darkness.

Many men on the bus couldn't take their eyes off Su Niannian after seeing her like this.

"You scoundrel! What are you looking at?!" A man sitting two seats away was so engrossed in looking at Su Niannian that he was scolded by his wife.

"I didn't see anything."

"Look at her, she's obviously a young educated youth about to be sent to the countryside. It's no use looking at her! Besides, after two years of being stuck in the countryside, she'll end up like me!"

The man smacked his lips in disbelief!

How could such a beautiful young girl turn into a woman like this?

Looking at his wife's skin, which was as black as charcoal, and her large, thick frame, the man couldn't help but gasp inwardly, but he didn't say anything on the surface.

Not far away, a dark-skinned man with a buzz cut also saw Su Niannian.

A surge of emotion welled up within me, and I don't even know what I was thinking about, but my eyes became a little red, and there was even a hint of tears welling up.

However, he forcibly suppressed these thoughts.

Su Niannian turned her head to look out the window. Sunlight and tree shadows brushed across her face, creating a serene and peaceful scene.

This attracted the man's attention and he stared at it for quite a while.

Opposite Su Niannian was a girl with slightly dark skin, who looked to be about eighteen or nineteen years old.

Although the clothes were a bit old, they looked very clean.

Her short, ear-length hair made her look even more refreshing and capable.

Sitting next to her was another girl, wearing a floral top, light gray pants, and even a pair of small leather shoes.

He was holding an apple and eating it in small bites.

The girl initially thought that the men were looking at her because they noticed many men were looking in her direction.

After all, she was quite good-looking and dressed.

But when she realized that those people were looking at the girl diagonally opposite her, the girl felt uncomfortable!

It was noon soon.

The short-haired girl opposite Su Niannian took out a cornbread pancake from her bag and started eating it.

The girl in the floral dress was eating a small bag of peach shortbread.

The train was a bit bumpy at this point, and for some reason, the short-haired girl choked on the cornbread.

I accidentally sprayed some of the cornbread I was eating out of my mouth.

This prompted the girl in the floral dress next to her to exclaim.

Then, with a look of disgust, he removed his water glass and peach shortbread bag from the table, and glared at the short-haired girl.

The short-haired girl quickly apologized.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

The girl in the floral dress snorted but didn't respond.

Instead, Su Niannian took out a water bottle from her bundle and gestured for the short-haired girl to take a sip of water.

"Thank you, but no need, I'll just get some water myself." The short-haired girl nodded to Su Niannian and then rummaged through her bag for a somewhat worn enamel mug, intending to fill it with water.

The girl in the floral dress sitting outside impatiently stepped aside to let the short-haired girl pass.

These two were actually educated youths who went to the countryside with Su Niannian this time.

However, he didn't have much contact with Su Niannian in his previous life.

In Su Niannian's memory, the short-haired girl was named Song Zhaodi. She was a straightforward and unpretentious person who was honest, which often led to her being manipulated into doing work for others for free.

The girl in the floral dress is named Zhao Sulan. She is a snob who flatters the powerful and belittles the weak. Although her family background is not bad, she is very selfish and has a bad personality.

If I remember correctly, in her previous life, Zhao Sulan really enjoyed hanging out with Huang Yingying.

In particular, Huang Yingying pretended that her family was well-off at that time.

Thinking of Huang Yingying, Su Niannian's eyes darkened.

A short while later, Song Zhaodi returned with an empty cup.

"Didn't you get any water?"

Su Niannian asked a question.

"Yeah, there are too many people, and the hot water is still boiling, so we can't get any more," Song Zhaodi said, trying to return to her seat.

Zhao Sulan couldn't help but glare at her again.

But I still stepped aside to let her in.

"Let me pour you some more." Su Niannian opened her kettle after Song Zhaodi sat down.

It was a flat, military-green water bottle, a characteristic of that era.

"Well... thank you!" Song Zhaodi was actually a little embarrassed, but the food she had just eaten was too dry, and she was indeed very thirsty.

Su Niannian poured half a enamel mug of water for Song Zhaodi.

Song Zhaodi said thank you again and then drank it in big gulps.

Zhao Sulan, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but glance at the two of them before continuing to eat her peach shortbread with disdain.

"Huh? It's just sweet soup!! I'm so sorry, if I had known it was sweet soup I wouldn't have wanted it..."

Song Zhaodi scratched her head sheepishly, especially after taking a sip of the sweet soup, which immediately relieved the discomfort in her throat.

In this current climate, nobody has much spare money. Song Zhaodi felt really embarrassed after drinking so much of the other person's sweet soup.

"It's okay, I brought a lot," Su Niannian said with a smile.

Although Su Niannian said that, Song Zhaodi still felt that she had taken advantage of Su Niannian.

Slightly embarrassed, he took out a cornbread from an oil paper package.

"I don't have anything good to eat here. Are you hungry? Have a pancake..."

Knowing Song Zhaodi's character, Su Niannian, though not very hungry, accepted the food, thanked her, and began to eat.

"You traded a cup of sugar water for a cornbread, you made a profit!" Zhao Sulan said meaningfully.

“This is all I have…” Song Zhaodi ignored Zhao Sulan and explained to Su Niannian, afraid that Su Niannian would find it disgusting.

Someone who carries sugar water with them when they go out probably wouldn't like eating something so harsh on their throat...

"It's okay, it's delicious, I like it," Su Niannian replied with a smile.

Hearing Su Niannian say that, Song Zhaodi felt a little embarrassed.

"I did it myself."

"By the way, my name is Song Zhaodi. I was a sent-down youth who went to a village in Harbin."

“My name is Su Niannian, and I was also an educated youth sent to Harbin.”

"That's such a coincidence, I'm going to Kaoshan Village in Long County."

"Same!"