CHAPTER 89: CHAPTER 84 TEAM

It’s dawn.

Jiang Xiaoxiao groggily wakes up.

Only to be stunned to find herself leaning on Song Moting’s shoulder.

Perhaps because Song Moting was too shy to move away, he maintained a stiff posture all along, literally became a new height for her to sleep on.

Song Moting’s shoulder still kept that posture.

Eyes shut deeply in sleep.

Jiang Xiaoxiao felt apologetic; once she fell asleep, she was unaware of anything.

Poor Song Moting’s shoulder must be sore.

She gets up, which startles Song Moting awake.

His tightly shut eyes opened, noticing Jiang Xiaoxiao’s movement.

He smiles, this girl sleeps so soundly.

Then he retracts his arm.

But his already numb mouth twitches in pain.

He lets out a light groan.

Jiang Xiaoxiao turns back.

Meeting Song Moting’s gaze, he bashfully smiles.

"It’s alright, I’ll just rub it a bit."

Trying hard to pretend he’s perfectly fine.

Jiang Xiaoxiao couldn’t help but have a good feeling about Song Moting.

He’s really a good person.

She gently reaches over, pressing the acupoints on his shoulder, Song Moting’s face instantly shows a refreshed expression.

He looked at her unpredictably.

"Where did you learn this technique, it really works, it’s not numb at all."

Their family has been in medicine for generations, a powerhouse in the medical field.

From his grandmother, to several uncles and aunts in the family, his father, all are doctors.

But he’s never seen this method.

Jiang Xiaoxiao makes a shushing gesture, fearing to wake up the people nearby.

After pressing for a while, watching Song Moting’s face improved a lot.

She finally lets go and gets up to walk out.

Walking out of the warehouse, she stretches lazily.

Facing the already chilling wind, she simply moves her limbs.

The air here starts becoming cold.

This is Kenqing Farm, indeed.

Vast and rich.

This used to be the place she lived for twenty years.

Every grass and tree familiar as if returning home.

Yet it’s also the place where her youth was buried.

How could there not be resentment?

But this land also holds her love and hatred!

How can she not love it!

It’s truly contradictory.

"It’s beautiful here!"

Song Moting stands beside her, Jiang Xiaoxiao sighs regretfully.

What a naive child.

If she had thought this place beautiful like the sunrise in her past life.

"If you stay here for a year, you probably wouldn’t say that."

The people here no longer have the initial heat of enthusiasm when they first came to the countryside.

Otherwise, Fang Peizhong wouldn’t try so hard to avoid the countryside quotas.

Song Moting turns back, gazing at the girl’s beautiful face, his eyes sharp and sad, carrying an unknown mystery and sorrow.

He can feel the sadness.

"Perhaps, people only see the surface, not the depth. You don’t want to come to the countryside, do you?"

Many people don’t want to come.

At least half of the people here don’t want to be here.

It’s out of necessity.

Song Moting doesn’t want to either.

But he’s also beyond control.

"No, I want to come. You really misjudged this time."

Jiang Xiaoxiao grins, her dark eyes flashing with hopeful brilliance.

This is a dramatic reversal.

Probably, among everyone there, there’s no one more willing to come than her.

She’s here to atone for her sins, although she’s also walking the path of her previous life.

However, she has already changed the fate of her brother and family.

This life she walks this path.

Instead of resentment, there’s no regret.

Moreover, she believes this path will lead her to a golden road.

Song Moting smiles.

Because of the sunlight, she can’t see his face clearly, but his body is strong and slender.

She smiles with a slight curve on her lips.

This situation is truly unbelievable.

Song Moting shifts his side, making it clearer for her to see.

He’s at least 190 cm tall, with solid muscles, fair skin, but he carries muscles that are typical of long-term labor or workout.

He has jet-black hair, a strong jaw, and clear lines beside his mouth with two shallow grooves.

He’s wearing only an ordinary white shirt, buttoned meticulously on the cuffs.

This is a stereotypical, old-fashioned person.

Very rule-abiding.

Formal and rigid.

Old blue pants and worn-out boots.

The boots aren’t something an average family can afford.

She suddenly realizes with astonishment that while paying attention to his appearance, he destroyed her senses without saying a word.

It’s a strong awakening to female intuition.

This man is dangerous, very attractive.

In reality, he should be the cause of unrest, disputes, jealousy, and hatred.

Jiang Xiaoxiao withdraws her gaze.

But what does it have to do with her?

"Everyone up, everyone up, your teams are here to pick you up now. The carts have arrived, pack your things and follow your team leaders back. Tonight you can settle in your dormitory instead of freezing here in this shabby warehouse."

Yesterday’s armed division captain who welcomed them has already started shouting loudly from afar.

Various chaotic sounds rise in the warehouse as people start bustling around.

Jiang Xiaoxiao and Song Moting quickly return, hurriedly packing up their belongings along with a few others.

Over there, production team leaders are already holding lists and starting to call out people.

Everyone gathers into a queue, of course, standing behind their respective production team leader according to name, which means being assigned to their respective production team.

Jiang Xiaoxiao glances around; she’s grouped in a production team with Jia Shu and He Aiguo.

Song Moting is assigned to Team Twelve.

The childhood friends accompanying Song Moting are also assigned to Team Twelve.

It’s a bit regrettable.

Jiang Xiaoxiao actually thinks Brother Song is really a nice person.

From the first meeting, he didn’t pocket the money he found, showing that he’s a good person with principles.

If they could be in the same production team, at least they could help each other.

Jiang Xiaoxiao is particularly grateful.

To her, anyone who has helped her, she should repay.

No matter how it happened, Brother Song helped her on the road.

Although it’s not a life-saving gesture, it did save her from being ridiculed.

A young girl, if she slipped like that.

It would be enough to be laughed at for a year.

Even though she has enough ability to protect herself, the intention from a person is different.

But obviously, there is no opportunity at this moment.

But luckily the two teams aren’t far apart.

If she remembers correctly, their Team Eleven and Team Twelve are quite close.

It’s just about two miles at most.

At Kenqing Farm, two miles is very close, with many teams at least more than 100 miles apart.

But more astonishing to her is that Fang Peizhong is surprisingly assigned to Team Eleven as well.

Fang Peizhong seriously couldn’t be considered the main culprit in her previous life, although his factor did contribute.

But to Jiang Xiaoxiao, Fang Peizhong was merely a driving factor.

Truly speaking, this brother in the previous life was just indifferent to her, didn’t treat her as a sister. But he never harmed her.

Yet in this life, he is forcefully placed before her, are they intending for her to exact revenge?

To take vengeance for the hatred towards the Fang family on Fang Peizhong?

Jiang Xiaoxiao shakes her head, she’s not someone who randomly transfers hate without discrimination.

As long as Fang Peizhong doesn’t act as he did this time, trying to frame her.

Then she can pretend Fang Peizhong doesn’t exist.

But if Fang Peizhong lacks foresight, insisting on coming to bother her.

Then don’t blame her for being unkind.

If you repay grievance with kindness, what do you repay kindness with!

She indeed is a petty person.