Wearing books about young educated youth in the 70s

The voices of passers-by gradually reached her ears, and the sounds of people chasing behind her gradually disappeared. She couldn't see the road clearly, and she only felt that she suddenly bumped into someone's arms.

The man was not prepared either, and the two suddenly lost their balance and fell down.

"……Well."

There was a human flesh pad under Xu Xiaoyu. It didn't break into anything, but the other person's condition might not be good. From the sound, he could at least be bleeding.

After confirming that she was in a safe place, she felt relieved. Xu Xiaoyu wiped her eyes with her sleeves a little guiltily, and waited until her vision became clear before lowering her head and taking a closer look.

"..."

Cheng Zhou, who was lying on the ground, stared at her with a calm face and pursed his lips tightly. Even though he didn't say anything, you could tell that he was in an extremely bad mood.

Feeling of cardiac arrest.

"...Cheng Zhiqing, what a coincidence, why do I meet you here?"

Cheng Zhou calmed down and seemed to recognize who she was. He frowned and wanted to say something but didn't.

Xu Xiaoyu, who was pressing him, had messy hair and dirt on her face. She looked like a refugee. Only her eyes were round and clear, making her look particularly innocent.

He paused and looked away.

"You get up first."

Only then did Xu Xiaoyu realize that she was still pressed against him, and she quickly got up in embarrassment. She looked at the scratches on Cheng Zhou's arm with a guilty conscience. Just when she was about to offer compensation, Cheng Zhou spoke first.

"Why did you run so fast just now? Someone was chasing you?"

She looked back and saw that the two people had disappeared. It seemed that they had given up for the time being.

In response to his question, Xu Xiaoyu was not prepared to tell the truth. After all, she and Cheng Zhou were not very familiar with each other. Just when she was about to find a reason to deal with him, Cheng Zhou had already understood everything.

"You went to the black market."

This was an affirmative statement. Xu Xiaoyu was shocked. Looking at those cold eyes, he couldn't think of how to lie after holding it in for a long time, so he could only nod helplessly and admit it.

"Yeah, I was stared at when I came out, and they chased me for almost half an hour... Fortunately, I ran fast, but... the injury on your hand doesn't matter? Why don't you go to the supply counter now to see if they are off duty? , let me buy some medicine for you?"

He shook his head slightly, picked up the bicycle that had fallen to the side, and looked back at the dirty Xu Xiaoyu, wondering what he was thinking.

"The black market is too dangerous. You just came here and you don't understand this. Locals in that place have to think twice before entering, let alone you...Xu Zhiqing, if you have any difficulties, you can tell me. We are educated youths from the same village and we should communicate with each other." help……"

Xu Xiaoyu felt that Cheng Zhou had completely lost his character. She was not a cold-blooded male god, she was clearly a sarcastic and worried old woman... But a handsome guy was still a handsome guy. He was handsome even in military green clothes. People are still very tolerant.

She put on a fake smile and nodded honestly.

"Okay Cheng Zhiqing, I will be more cautious next time."

"next time?"

He frowned slightly.

"Do you want to go next time?"

"No... I mean I learned my lesson this time and won't go there again... Cheng Zhiqing, look at my memory, I happened to have disinfectant on my hands! Come and let me wipe it for you, you... Blood is still oozing out of my arm, I need to disinfect it quickly..."

Xu Xiaoyu didn't want to continue this topic, so she quickly took out the all-purpose marrow cleaning solution from her arms, pulled the stunned Cheng Zhou over, opened her sleeves, and started scrubbing the marrow solution, completely unaware that his earlobes were red.

"...I can just do it myself."

After hearing what he said, Xu Xiaoyu gave him the thing and asked him to wipe it himself, while he thought to himself beside him.

What Cheng Zhou and Yang Wanwan said were completely different. Why were there so many different messages? They said they had a cold personality and didn't like to talk to others?

It is said that the year Cheng Zhou first went to the countryside, he attracted the favor of many new and old educated youths because of his appearance. Every day, the number of female educated youths who showed their attentiveness could be queued at the entrance of the village.

As time went by, Cheng Zhou's indifferent disregard made most people give up. Sometimes when he was annoyed, he would reject him in public without shame, which made people unable to get off the stage. The remaining female educated youth also gave up silently, or found Either marry other educated youths or marry into the village.

Although Cheng Zhou is indeed good-looking, his personality is not something ordinary people can bear. Even the gossipy matchmakers in the village dare not provoke him... Now it seems that the rumors obtained through inquiries are still not credible.

"Why do you keep staring at me?"

"..."

Xu Xiaoyu was serious. "You have a little mud on your face."

As she spoke, the atmosphere fell into a subtle state, and she realized that the mud on Cheng Zhou's face had something to do with her, and it might have been rubbed from her face.

Cheng Zhou pursed his lips. For some reason, his ears turned red but his face didn't show any signs of it. He seemed to be thinking of Xu Xiaoyu's perfunctory attitude. The topic turned to the black market again, his voice was cold.

"...I came here more than a year before you, so I naturally know more things. The black market is a mixed bag, with everyone there, and people disappear from time to time...Xu Zhiqing, if you want anything, I can give it to you."

Why are you still talking about this...

Xu Xiaoyu sighed and listened to these words. She also knew the danger, but at the same time, the profits were indeed huge. She could not give up the black market channel in a short time.

She had thought about hiring a person to help sell the high-demand and eye-catching products on the black market in the future. She would not do it herself. Of course, other items would still have to be sold in person, so she could only do her best. Camouflage protection...

Xu Xiaoyu didn’t know why the black market in the novel was so safe. The protagonist was selling things in the streets without attracting attention, but when it was his turn, he was immediately targeted by the bad guys...

"Cheng Zhiqing, I didn't go shopping, I just wanted to sell something. I can't tell you the specific reasons. I also know that the black market is very dangerous. I can only say... I will be extra careful in the future and it will never happen again. Things like this today..."

This is straightforward enough.

Cheng Zhou also knew that the relationship between the two was just that they were from the same hometown. If he said anything more, it would be too lenient.

He stopped talking about this, looked at the setting sun, and suddenly asked her as if he thought of something.

"Did you come here in a bullock cart?"

"Yes...ah, it's almost six o'clock now..."

When Xu Xiaoyu was reminded by him, she thought that she had not asked Uncle Zhang to wait for her this time. According to the usual time, Uncle Zhang should have gone back before five o'clock.

So now...she can only walk back?

It was a ten-kilometer dirt road... She wouldn't be able to walk back even if it got dark. What's more, the road was so dark that there wasn't even a streetlight. People in this era can do any bad thing if they are hungry...

Xu Xiaoyu thought of something and secretly looked up at Cheng Zhou. Her eyes slowly fell on his bicycle. The hot gaze was self-evident, making it difficult for Cheng Zhou to ignore it.