Quickly wear the sinister villain, let go of my tail

do not know why.

After completing the mission in the previous world, Song Guo did not return to the system space and could not contact Xiao Ba.

The plot of the small world is like a pre-set program, which is transmitted to him when he needs it, so that he will not be completely in the dark.

After trying several times, his consciousness still couldn't enter the system space, so Song Guo simply gave up and let nature take its course.

The working hours are very early, at five in the morning before daybreak. The meals are also very simple, with porridge in the morning and evening and lunch at noon.

It is called porridge, but in fact it is just more water and less rice, so thin that it is almost like water. The sweet potato rice at noon is mostly sweet potatoes, with very little rice, and not a drop of oil on the vegetables.

Song Guo forced himself to get up and put a towel on his face. The coldness made Song Guo completely sober.

The food rations of the educated youth were calculated based on work points. If they did not work for a day, they would have no work points.

It is said that a person who is useless is a scholar.

The educated youth were weak and unfamiliar with farm work. While the villagers could earn ten work points a day, the better educated youth could earn seven or eight points. The worse ones were like the original owner, who could only earn five or six work points a day.

It’s no wonder that the rural people didn’t like the educated youth who went to the countryside. Food was already scarce, and these educated youth who couldn’t lift their hands or carry anything on their shoulders had to share their rations. No one would be happy about it.

Song Guo drank a big bowl of porridge. When he walked, he felt his stomach rumbling and full of water.

Song Guo had not yet fully recovered, so the team leader Li Weijun assigned him an easier job, asking him to pick corn with the female educated youth.

"Song Zhiqing, are you feeling better? Your face looks so pale. Take care of yourself." Aunt Hua asked with concern. It was such a sin to send this couple, who looked like dolls, to the countryside!

Look, it’s only been a few days and the person has collapsed. His lips are so pale and bloodless.

"Aunt Hua, it's okay. I'm fine now."

Song Guo smiled shyly, which made Aunt Hua love her very much. Her family was full of naughty children, and none of them was worry-free.

"If you feel uncomfortable, tell the captain. He is a very nice person."

"Okay! Thank you, Aunt Hua."

The job of picking corn is indeed much easier. The only downside is that the fuzz on the leaves makes people itchy.

Both of Song Guo's arms were covered with red marks caused by his own scratching, which looked shocking on his tofu-soft skin.

The female educated youth had obviously suffered losses, and would rather wear their long gowns and feel stuffy than take them off.

"Song Zhiqing's skin is so delicate, like a piece of tofu."

"That's right. As a woman, I feel envious when I see this."

"Song Zhiqing didn't get tanned in such a strong sun. His skin is really first-rate, unlike mine."

"If Song Zhiqing were a woman, she would definitely be the most beautiful girl in our village."

Li Yanhong looked at herself and saw that even though she covered herself tightly, her skin was still yellow. She felt extremely jealous.

Brother Yan Ming came to tell her yesterday that the bitch Song Guo actually threatened Brother Yan Ming and even asked Brother Yan Ming to give him benefits. She was even more greedy than the second beggar in the village.

How can such a person have such skin? !

Li Yanhong was angry and anxious, "Who knows what kind of vixen gave birth to him? He looks like a vixen."

Song Guo took it indifferently and pretended not to hear anything. In comparison, Li Yanhong was like a clown jumping around.

"Li Yanhong, don't be sarcastic and say that the grapes are sour because you can't eat them. You can't be envious even if you are jealous!" An Xin seized the opportunity and mocked her without any hesitation.

An Xin is not afraid of Li Yanhong because her cousin works in a cannery.

"An Xin, you——"

"What's the matter? Is there anything wrong with what I said?" An Xin sneered. She had long been fed up with the way Li Yanhong looked down on others just because her father was the team leader.

Who is nobler than who? Aren't they all peasants? Li Yanhong is just pretentious!

Quan Yanming couldn't help but glance sideways. Compared to Song Guo, Li Yanhong was indeed a lot darker. He really didn't know how Song Guo's skin could be so dark that it could never get tanned.

"Enough! If you keep quarreling, you won't get any work points this morning." Captain Li stepped forward and scolded them. Before leaving, he did not forget to warn his troublesome daughter Li Yanhong that if she caused any trouble again, he would not clean up the mess for her.

Don't think he doesn't know that she and the new educated youth Quan Yanming have a crush on each other. He will not agree to this marriage!

His daughter should marry an honest man instead of an educated youth with a lot of ulterior motives.

Everyone was silent as no one wanted their work points to be deducted, as these were real food.

At the corner, Chu Yuan, who was wearing washed-out patched clothes, looked at Song Guo, who stood out even in the crowd, and his heart was pounding.

Has he seen this Song Zhiqing before?

I always feel so familiar with him and I really want to get closer to him.

This is an unprecedented feeling.

Under the dazzling sunlight, Song Guo's skin seemed to be glowing. Chu Yuan looked away as if he was burned.

What is he daydreaming about?

The pampered educated youth who looked like a little prince and he, a lonely star who brought misfortune to his parents, were people from two different worlds and they would never have any intersection.

Chu Yuan laughed at himself. If Song Zhiqing knew about his deeds, he would probably avoid him like the villagers did, for fear of being tainted by bad luck.

The flickering light in Chu Yuan's eyes finally faded away, and he returned to his former numbness. His pounding heart returned to its former silence.

Chu Yuan, you have to accept your fate!

How can a mouse living in a stinking ditch peek at the little prince in the sun?

Chu Yuan took up the load of water, his figure hidden in the darkness looked so lonely and sad.

He has not completed his task for today. If he doesn't finish watering the plants, he won't get any work points for today.

Song Guo seemed to have noticed something and looked in the direction where Chu Yuan left. Strange! It seemed like someone was looking at him just now.

With a twist and a tug, Song Guo twisted the corn off neatly and efficiently. The blisters on his hands were popped and the sweat flowed onto the blisters, which were stained with blood and caused pain.

Song Guo pursed his lips. He seemed to be a little bit crispy now. What should he do? In such an era, how can he support his lover?

Life is not easy, the little squirrel sighed!

The porridge he drank in the morning was just water, which was not filling at all. Song Guo's stomach had already started to empty early on. Working on an empty stomach, Song Guo's speed in breaking corn became slower and slower.

When the whistle for stopping work sounded, Song Guo felt relieved and breathed a long sigh of relief. Great! Finally, he could take a break. Song Guo wiped the sweat from his forehead and patted his tired waist.

Alas! The little squirrel lost half his life just working, and he was dejected. There was no progress in the news about his lover.