Reborn as an educated youth, my love brain awakens

Having had the same painful experience, Ji Qinglan could understand Aunt Wu's feelings; when he first met her, she was poor and destitute, had no hope in life, and was living like a walking corpse. Now that she finally saw hope, she didn't want to wait any longer.

Ji Qinglan could only wish her a safe journey.

Her wish was also the wish of everyone here. The old lady held her hand and expressed her gratitude.

"It's all thanks to you that we were able to survive these years. No one wanted to get close to us, so you were the only one who came to help deliver things. We owed you everything we gave you."

The families here have all suffered for various reasons, and their relatives and friends have distanced themselves from them. The family assets they left behind are no longer useful in this era where money is king, and if they take them out they will be labeled as capital. Only Ji Qinglan is willing to exchange them for food.

Now that the situation has turned for the better, everyone is very happy.

Ji Qinglan took her hand and said, "Auntie, don't say that. I was actually taking advantage of the things you gave me."

"We ourselves know whether we are taking advantage or not." The old lady wiped her tears and clapped her hands.

The old lady was full of emotions, and her long-suppressed emotions burst out, recounting the hardships and sufferings of those years. At that time, people would spit on them when they walked on the street, and they were looked down upon by everyone...

Ji Qinglan talked with her for a long time before going back.

In the days that followed, Ji Qinglan took the children to cut grass for pigs in the morning and read books and review in the afternoon. Ji Xincheng no longer wanted her to take care of him. Every day at noon, he ate lunch at home and carried his lunch box to the cowshed to find Grandpa Li.

The cowshed is now deserted. After Professor Han and others left, Li Changlin built two rooms next door for Mr. Li, greatly improving the living environment.

He was still calculating work points for Mr. Li seriously. Now that Mr. Li had Ji Xincheng to accompany him, he took him to the foot of the mountain to dig herbs every day, so he didn't feel lonely.

Li Changlin assigned two old men to take care of the five cows in the cowshed, and he also arranged for a young man to help at the rabbit farm.

Secretary Zhang's nephew and his new brother took care of the 2,000 rabbits in the rabbit farm, and the replacement of old rabbits with new ones went smoothly.

It was April, and the afternoon sun was warm. Ji Qinglan sent his son out the door, then sat down at the stone table under the grape trellis in the yard with a book in hand and began to do exercises.

Above my head, the grape leaves are lush and green, with several bunches of green fruits hidden among them. The sunlight shines through the gaps, leaving mottled and fragmented light and shadows.

This grape plant was planted after her rebirth. Now, four years have passed, and it has been divided into several branches. Xiao Yi built a new rack during the holidays.

I was drowning in the sea of ​​questions when I heard a knock on the door.

Ji Qinglan looked up and saw Yin Hong from the educated youth point standing at the open door, holding a bag in her hand and smiling.

"Yin Zhiqing, come and sit down." Ji Qinglan collected the scattered books and papers on the stone table.

Except for a few individual people, Ji Qinglan got along very well with the educated youths at the training center. Yin Hong was one of them, and she would come and sit for a while in her spare time.

"Hey! The cherries are ripe. I'll send some to you and Xin Cheng." Yin Hong brought over a basket in her hand. There was half a basket of red cherries in it, and cherry leaves were placed underneath.

She also held a cloth bag in her hand, revealing two knitting needles and red wool.

Ji Xincheng likes to eat this, and he goes to the educated youth camp every year. Yin Hong picks some for him every time. This year, it is just ripe, so Yin Hong specially picked some and sent it to him.

Ji Qinglan took the basket with a smile and quickly thanked him.

"Please sit down. I'll pour you some tea." Ji Qinglan brought the basket into the house, served tea, and put two plates of snacks. There were also some grapefruits she had stored in her space backpack, which she cut in half and brought out to entertain Yin Hong.

Yin Hong looked at the snacks and fruits on the table and only drank the tea, leaving the rest untouched.

She took out the red wool she had bought and said with a blushing face, "I saw you wearing a beautiful red scarf during the Chinese New Year, so I bought the wool today to see the pattern and knit one according to it."

Ji Qinglan nodded as soon as he heard it, went into the house, found the towel and handed it to her.

The scarf was given to her by Xiao Yi last winter. It was made of cashmere and was very warm to wear. She wore it twice during the Chinese New Year last year, and Yin Hong might have seen it at that time.

After giving her the scarf and saying casually, Ji Qinglan plunged into the sea of ​​questions again.

Yin Hong held the towel carefully and examined it closely. She knew without hesitation that it was a valuable item, and she couldn't move her hands or feet. She wanted to touch it but didn't dare to, fearing that her rough and cracked hands would scratch the delicate and soft material.

Ji Qinglan was bathed in the sunshine, her consciousness immersed in the sea of ​​questions, completely oblivious to her own caution.

After looking for a long time, Yin Hong couldn't help but feel discouraged.

It is true that people with poor conditions have low aspirations.

The quality of the wool I bought and the one Ji Qinglan bought are so different that there is no comparison.

Looking at the tea and snacks that Ji Qinglan placed in front of her, Yin Hong felt more and more inferior. She was so inferior that she didn't know where to put her hands. Every time she came, Ji Qinglan would take out something to treat her.

It has been a long time since she had any sweet snacks.

I heard that if you feel bitter, eat more sweets.

Sweet food can make people feel happy.

Alas! Yin Hong sighed silently. As an educated youth who went to the countryside, Ji Qinglan lived a life that was like a poem, with an excellent partner and a well-behaved son, while she, was immersed in misery every day.

Ji Qinglan inadvertently raised his head and stretched his neck. Seeing Yin Hong with a worried look on her face, he couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong? Is it too difficult? Don't worry, I'll ask someone to bring one for you."

Look! Ji Qinglan's comforting tone was something she couldn't even imagine.

Yin Hong smiled bitterly and shook her head. The difference between her and Ji Qinglan was not just about a scarf.

"Ji Zhiqing, didn't you get your high school diploma? Why are you still studying?" She saw Ji Qinglan studying hard every day, and today she finally expressed her curiosity.

Of course, it is to prepare for the college entrance examination.

Ji Qinglan did not tell anyone about the college entrance examination except Luo Hongyu.

She smiled, looked at Yin Hong, and suddenly changed her mind.

“There is no end to learning. It is always good to read and learn more. Otherwise, after a long time, everything will be returned to the teacher.”

Yin Hong thought that having a high school diploma was enough, and she couldn't take the college entrance examination.

Besides, it’s useless to go to high school. It’s of no use other than knowing a few words.

She graduated from high school and went to the countryside to replace her brother. She has been here for five years. She is 23 years old this year. Her family does not have the conditions to arrange for her to return to the city. Now even her personal problems have become a problem.

There weren't many people on the team that she liked, and there weren't even many who graduated from junior high school.

It's ridiculous that those people still find fault with her because she is an old maid. Those who can't read a single word, are ugly, and whose wives have died still want to marry her.

Looking at the fair-skinned and beautiful Ji Qinglan, Yin Hong couldn't say these words. Her situation was very different from Ji Qinglan's. She couldn't go back to the city, while Ji Qinglan could go back whenever he wanted.