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Chapter 114 The Educated Youth: Her Radiant Beauty

The rice was very flavorful, the meat was tender, and it tasted delicious when mixed with the broth. It was definitely the best meal she had ever eaten, bar none.

However, Wen Yan carefully looked up at Shen Que, who was seriously eating the pancake, then looked down at the half bowl of rice in her hand, and slowly picked up a mouthful of rice soaked in soup and put it in her mouth.

It wasn't that she didn't like it, it's just that there was really too much food.

Wen Yan chewed silently.

The lunchbox was about three and a half times the size of her hands. She was already very full after eating half of it and couldn't eat any more.

She ate a little more, then looked up at Shen Que again, hesitant to speak.

"how?"

Shen Que noticed her unusual behavior and looked up, gesturing for her to speak.

"There's too much, I can't finish it."

Wen Yan's voice was a little soft, but it still reached Shen Que's ears very clearly.

He stared in shock at the half-eaten box of rice, his emotions never before so openly displayed.

He was worried that Wen Yan wouldn't have enough to eat, so he specially saved some pancakes for her...

Shen Que glanced at the flatbread in the basket on his back, then at the half-full bowl of boxed lunch in Wen Yan's hand.

They underestimated the appetite of city girls.

"give it to me."

He sighed softly, took the lunchbox Wen Yan handed him, and ate it down in a few bites with those chopsticks.

Then, looking up, he saw her standing there, frozen like a statue. Shen Que then remembered something and blinked blankly.

He was just thinking that it was all meat and shouldn't be wasted; he didn't think about anything else.

I heard that the educated youth who came from the city were very particular, especially Wen Yan.

Shen Que was unusually flustered, his ear tips turning bright red.

His explanation was weak: "We can't waste it."

Wen Yan wasn't much better off; her little face was flushed, already red from the sun, and now it was even redder.

It was even redder than the persimmons in his yard.

It's not only red, but also pink.

Like the sunset at the end of summer, breathtakingly beautiful.

I wonder what it would feel like to bump into it.

Shen Que's dark gaze was fixed on her, watching her lower her head and her small hands fidgeting uncomfortably.

"It's alright, it's alright, we really shouldn't waste it."

Wen Yan didn't dare to look him in the eye, and lowered her head to softly agree.

"You can rest against the tree for a while, and continue digging when it gets a little cooler."

Shen Que's embarrassment came and went quickly, he said, looking at the uncomfortable Wen Yan.

After saying that, he turned his back to her, afraid that if he looked at her, she would feel uncomfortable sleeping.

Wen Yan didn't refuse. It was normal working hours now, and since she couldn't go back to the educated youth settlement to rest, resting here was just as good.

He then leaned against a tree and fell asleep.

She didn't sleep well yesterday and got angry today, so she fell asleep quickly and her breathing gradually became even.

Shen Que glanced back at her, and after confirming that she was asleep, he got up, picked up a hoe, and continued digging.

With each thrust, the smooth, firm lines of her arm muscles rippled, engaging her waist muscles in a sexy and alluring way.

His shirt was soaked with sweat, and he instinctively took it off, but then suddenly remembered that he wasn't alone anymore, so he endured the sweat and continued to wear it.

However, it didn't make much difference whether he took his clothes off or not.

The sweat-dampened fabric clung to my body, creating a slightly stimulating, half-concealed feeling.

Shen Que dug tirelessly, and by the time Wen Yan woke up, he had already finished digging the ground for the day all by himself.

Wen Yan was still half asleep when she woke up and saw that the ground had been dug up. She was dumbfounded.

"Shen Que, did you dig up the ground we both worked on today?"

She spoke with a tone of disbelief, questioning, and shock.

"Hmm." Shen Que rolled up his shirt hem and wiped the sweat from his face, revealing his firm and powerful V-line that stretched down and was tucked into his pants.

Wen Yan, with her exceptionally good eyesight, saw it clearly.

Her face felt hot, partly from looking at him, and partly from embarrassment. She despised herself for letting him do the work while she slept.

"What time is it now?"

Shen Que glanced at the sun. "It's about four o'clock. There's still an hour before you finish work. You can sleep a little longer."

After saying that, he picked up a hoe and knocked over the large clod of mud on the ground, breaking it up.

How could Wen Yan possibly fall asleep again?

She quickly stood up, but halfway up, she collapsed again with a thud.

My legs are numb...

Shen Que turned around and saw her lying there, his brows furrowing. "What's wrong?"

Wen Yan said awkwardly and helplessly, "My legs are numb."

Shen Que still came over. "Mind if I roll up your trouser legs?"

"I don't mind. I don't mind."

As soon as Wen Yan finished speaking, Shen Que rolled up one of her trouser legs. He only rolled up one leg, the one that had been bitten by the snake yesterday.

He glanced at her slightly swollen calf, his expression serious, his dark, deep eyes fixed on her: "Didn't you treat it when you got back yesterday?"

Wen Yan, who was met with a host of unpleasant things upon returning home, shook her head guiltily.

Shen Que sighed, took her foot, scooped up some water and washed it for her, then got up and found some anti-inflammatory herbs to wrap it around her feet.

Then he packed some crushed herbs for her to take back to the educated youth settlement, and told her to change into them that night.

Wen Yan nodded hurriedly.

After finishing everything, Shen Que immediately went to knock on the soil without stopping.

They truly only care about living.

Wen Yan struggled to help, but after being given a deep look, she stopped moving completely.

Never mind, let her do more tomorrow.

Shen Que is truly a good person.

A summer breeze swept across the river, bringing a refreshing coolness, and she fell asleep again.

When she woke up again, Shen Que called her.

"Wen Yan, Wen Yan? Wake up, it's time to go back."

"Hmm, hmm? Okay...okay."

Wen Yan opened her eyes groggily, and sure enough, her legs were numb again. Shen Que had obviously anticipated her reaction and reached out in advance to place his hand in front of her so that she could help him up.

Wen Yan placed her hand on his, in the same spot, with the same gesture.

It's just that she asked him first yesterday, but he gave it to her first today.

With a soft palm pressed against her arm, Wen Yan hissed softly. Shen Que grasped her wrist and turned it over, revealing three or four blisters on her fair palm.

It's white and looks painful.

Hands like that shouldn't be used for work.

This was the first thought that popped into Shen Que's mind when he saw her hand.

"Go back and pop the blisters, then apply some medicine."

"well."

Wen Yan nodded obediently.

There was another moment of silence.

"you go first."

After packing his things, Shen Que waited until Wen Yan had recovered before speaking to her.

Wen Yan asked in confusion, "Why don't we walk together?"

Shen Que glanced at her innocent face, his Adam's apple bobbed, and he finally spoke: "I have something to do."

Wen Yan believed him, nodded, and walked towards the educated youth settlement on his own.

She walked slowly, still clutching the simple cane that Shen Que had folded for her.

Shen Que waited for a while until she was out of sight before coming out.

Wen Yan was preoccupied with her thoughts and slowed her pace. She happened to run into Captain Wang and Village Chief Li, who were also returning from the fields, and took the opportunity to tell them about the construction of the educated youth settlement.

Village Chief Li looked troubled.

“Wen, the conditions in our village are just so-so. Everyone is struggling to fill their stomachs. We really don’t have any extra money to repair the Laozi educated youth station.”

He shook his head, looking like he was willing but unable to do anything about it.

“If that’s the case, why don’t we stay at the villagers’ homes? We can pay for our accommodation with grain every month. This way, we can not only subsidize the villagers but also avoid wasting empty rooms, and the educated youth settlement won’t need to be renovated.”

Wen Yan said calmly, "This is my purpose."