After people's survival is guaranteed, they will instinctively pursue spiritual satisfaction, and then pursue more and more emptiness.
Lin Nianhe said that he was full after eating.
If not, she really couldn't explain why Wang Xue could come back clean and fresh when she went to work. Except for her slightly red face, there was no trace that she had been working in the fields just now.
Lin Nianhe didn't know if Wang Xue needed help from Su Yuncheng, and he couldn't make the decision on Su Yuncheng's behalf.
She took a step back silently, not wanting to care about Su Yuncheng's little peach blossom.
Seeing that Lin Nianhe did not refuse, Wang Xue immediately stepped forward, holding a letter and saying to Su Yuncheng: "Comrade, you are going back to town, right? Could you please send me a letter home?"
She looked directly at Su Yuncheng, passionate and bold.
But she was disappointed.
Su Yuncheng just tilted his head politely, his eyes lowered, hiding all emotions.
"Sorry, I am on official business and will not go back to town today. If you are not in a hurry, you can wait for the postman to deliver the letter and give it to him."
"I do have some..."
Before the word "urgent" was uttered, Su Yuncheng interrupted her and continued: "If you are anxious, you can ask the captain to do it for you. I heard that he will go to the commune later."
Wang Xue bit her lower lip unconsciously.
She thought he would refuse, but she never thought that his refusal would be so direct and thoughtful. Two sentences blocked all her words.
She came here with all her courage gathered.
Now my head is dizzy and I don't know what to say next to leave decently.
Wang Xue was still thinking about how to deal with it, but Su Yuncheng had already turned his head.
His eyes were no longer shy, and he looked at Lin Nianhe's beautiful face with a smile.
I don't know where she took out a piece of meat jerky, and she was chewing it heartlessly, her little face bulging like a squirrel.
He looked like he was watching a big show without having anything to do with himself.
Su Yuncheng just thought she didn't understand, and a helpless smile escaped from his lips.
He said: "I'm leaving first. You have a good meal. If you have any trouble, come to me anytime."
"Okay." Lin Nianhe nodded, his voice a little vague, "Then be careful on the road."
"Um."
Su Yuncheng wanted to rub her furry little head, but he endured it again and again, and finally controlled his hand.
Wang Xue was still standing where she was, and Su Yuncheng deliberately walked around him without even giving her a chance to pass by. He pushed his bicycle and left quickly.
When he went out, he happened to overhear a discussion about "his sister."
Su Yuncheng hung the mesh bag containing the lunch box on the handlebar, and Feng Wei immediately saw the mystery: "Brother Cheng, what's in the lunch box? Did my sister turn on the stove for you?"
The three of them talked as they rode away. After they were far away from the educated youth spot, Su Yuncheng said, "Little girl, she loves to worry about whether I can eat well."
They agreed not to be polite to each other, so she went out of her way to bring him food. Naturally, it wasn't because he brought too many things, it must just be because she wanted to share delicious food with him.
Feng Wei looked at Su Yuncheng's lunch box eagerly and swallowed: "What did you get?"
Su Yuncheng: "What does it have to do with you?"
"..."
Feng Wei's hand holding the handlebar shook and he almost fell into the ditch.
Brother Cheng, he has changed!
In the past, he would share the delicious food with them!
Zhou Fenyang, who was riding beside him, was riding a little slower, and it was a bit laborious to catch up.
Originally, she still had the energy to pedal hard, but now that she was stimulated by Su Yuncheng's showy tone, she wanted to be impulsive.
"Yuncheng, I can't ride anymore. Can you please slow down?"
Su Yuncheng didn't even turn around: "Then ride slowly, we'll go back first."
"Su Yuncheng!" Zhou Fenyang's voice rose an octave, "You want to leave me here alone?"
Su Yuncheng glanced at the bright sky and moved his eyes to Feng Wei.
The little fat man immediately understood the meaning of this look, consciously slowed down, and said to Zhou Fenyang aggrievedly: "Sister Yang, I will accompany you, and we will ride slowly."
He also wanted to return to the institute as soon as possible.
But if you don’t listen to Brother Cheng, there will be no meat to eat.
Zhou Fenyang: "..."
Who cares about his company?
Lin Nianhe didn't know what his return gift was misinterpreted by Su Yuncheng.
She swallowed the meat in her mouth, looked at the lost Wang Xue and said, "If you don't go back to work, I'm afraid your work points will be deducted."
Wang Xue suddenly came back to her senses. She subconsciously looked at Lin Nianhe and frowned.
Her eyes were light, and she clearly didn't say anything about it, but it made Wang Xue feel like all her thoughts were being seen through.
Wang Xue felt her throat was a little dry, so she tried to cover it up and said, "I, I'll go find the captain to send a letter."
Lin Nianhe chuckled and nodded, "Okay, then go get busy."
Her calmness made Wang Xue run away, as if he would suffocate if he stayed in the backyard for a moment longer.
But she didn't know that Lin Nianhe really didn't think much about it. She still had important things to do——
She had to change Wang Xixi's medicine.
As soon as Lin Nianhe entered the gate of Wang's house, he met Wang Hong's slightly swollen eyes.
"Girl Lin, you're here." Wang Hong seemed to have forgotten all yesterday's sufferings, and she looked crisp and straightforward again, "Just in time, I stewed chicken for Daxi, and I wanted Huanhuan to give it to you. A bowl from the past, you can just take it back when you come."
"No," Lin Nianhe waved his hand, "My brother brought me braised fish. It will spoil if I don't finish it tonight."
Wang Hong rolled his eyes at her: "What? You don't like my chicken soup?"
"How can it be possible?" Lin Nianhe said seriously, "They say that Aunt Wang cooks the best food in the whole team, and her cucumbers are more beautiful than others. Why don't you take a picture of a cucumber for me? Let me see what it looks like. Is cucumber the best photo?"
Wang Hong burst out laughing. She reached out and poked Lin Nianhe's forehead: "You are the only one who can speak."
Lin Nianhe: "..."
This is called being able to avoid the first grade of junior high school, but not being able to avoid the fifteenth grade.
She rubbed her forehead and said softly: "My brother said they are going to Jiuli Brigade to arrest people. Look, when will you go to the Women's Federation to file a complaint?"
Wang Hong wanted to poke her out of habit, but when she saw that there was a red mark on the place where she had just touched, she quickly retracted her hand and stopped touching the delicate little girl.
"I wrote the report last night. I'll let the captain take it over later. I'll go there by myself tomorrow." Wang Hong had already made arrangements and said to Lin Nianhe, "You are young, don't think too much about it." With so many things going on, no wonder he’s not tall.”
Lin Nianhe: "...?"
She...she is indeed not tall now, 1.64 meters.
I don't have enough confidence to refute.
Fortunately, she still thought about Wang Hong, thinking that if she went to the Women's Federation, she would stay here to take care of Wang Xixi for a while.
Sure enough, people can't be too kind, or they will get hurt.
Just as Lin Nianhe was thinking about whether she should continue to be a cold-hearted loner, Wang Hong brought a bowl of fragrant chicken soup in front of her:
"Hey, drink it first and see how thin you are."
Lin Nianhe looked at the big chicken drumsticks in the bowl and sniffed.
Well, Aunt Wang just told the truth, it's not that big of a sin.
