Xia An was about to leave when he suddenly glanced at the reeds and darted towards them.

When he arrived, the area was quiet, but he could hear ducks quacking in the reeds in the distance.

What else could be making the quacking of ducks in this place but wild ducks?

Wild ducks taste much better than domesticated ones, especially those raised in the Spirit Spring Space.

Perhaps even better!

Soon,

Xia An left the reeds, a look of satisfaction on his face.

"This 'Snowflake-Leaving No Trace' feature is really useful."

He chuckled softly, his figure moving through the cornfield without making a sound.

In addition,

He had just moved through the reeds without alerting the wild birds.

It was practically a helpful cheat code for collecting livestock, which delighted him.

Therefore, he easily acquired quite a few wild ducks (mall-headed ducks) and moorhens.

There are also chicks, quite a few of them.

Although there are other birds, these are the only two things that taste good in this reed field.

Or, to put it another way, wild duck is the best to eat.

Even black-feathered swarms don't taste as good as free-range chickens, and other breeds of wild ducks can't compare to mallards.

As for other birds, they are even less necessary to occupy the spiritual spring space.

Returning to the previous earthen slope, he thought for a moment and continued towards the commune.

Although he had chickens and ducks, and even caught some wild ducks, he didn't plan to go back immediately.

Walking briskly along the road, he separated a wisp of his consciousness and let it fall into the spiritual spring space.

But after glancing at the two people's identification information, Xia An raised an eyebrow slightly.

The man was from Yingyuan Production Brigade of Songlin Commune, and he was in charge of the sideline production of chickens and ducks.

This is not surprising.

But the person wearing the baseball cap turned out to be a purchasing agent from the Songyuan County Supply and Marketing Cooperative, which was somewhat unexpected.

Why would he risk doing such a lucrative job?

Could he really be a spy?

He was puzzled and looked at the drawing, only to find that it was just a drawing.

"This…"

"These appear to be map markings of villages surrounding Songlin Commune?"

"What are these people trying to do?"

Xia An frowned slightly, admitting that his hasty killing earlier had been somewhat rash.

They should be kept alive for interrogation.

But after thinking about it, he shook his head and chuckled.

He has no interrogation expertise, so what can he possibly find out?

Should we send it to the commune?

All it does is cause trouble, so why bother with all that?

Xia An shook her head and didn't think about it anymore.

Soon,

Xia An arrived at the commune, but happened to run into an acquaintance outside the commune—

Wenmin – Plain and unassuming!

"Xia, what brings you here? Is there something you urgently need to buy?"

Upon seeing Xia An, Wen Min's eyes flashed with a strange light as she walked over and smiled.

Xia An nodded, "I didn't buy all the daily necessities last time, so I'll come back to buy some more this time."

"The weather's perfect for work today, isn't it? What brings you here, Wen Qing?"

Wenmin smiled wryly and said, "My stomach is a little uncomfortable, so I came to the health center to get checked out and also to stock up on some daily necessities."

Xia An glanced at her and understood slightly; it turned out she had her period.

but,

The woman had a worried look in her eyes, and her face seemed anxious.

What happened during this time?

Although he was curious, he didn't ask any further questions.

Wenmin didn't have a deep connection with him, and her feelings for him were only lukewarm.

There's no need to ask, lest you get yourself into trouble.

He smiled slightly. "I see. So, Wen, the educated youth, is leaving?"

Wenmin shook her head. "I just came out of the health center, only to find that the oxcart driver and the others didn't wait for me. I'll have to stay at the guesthouse tonight."

"Is that so?" Xia An raised an eyebrow slightly, her words carrying a pointed meaning.

Is Lijiatun very xenophobic?

Wen Min's expression stiffened slightly, she sighed softly, but remained silent.

Upon seeing this, Xia An understood.

Lijiatun may not be as xenophobic as Anpingtun, and it's possible that Lijiatun is also xenophobic.

But given Wenmin's looks, perhaps... a subtle form of forced marriage isn't out of the question.

Or perhaps she offended the people of Lijiatun and was isolated?

Xia An paused for a moment, then said, "Wen, be careful in this foreign land."

"Be more vigilant at the guesthouse, or on your way back."

Thank you!

Wen Min's eyes flickered slightly, she forced a smile, and changed the subject:

"I see Xia, the educated youth, just arrived. Have you eaten yet? Shall I treat you?"

Xia An shook her head, "I appreciate the thought, but I already ate this morning and I'm not hungry."

"Besides, I came alone, and I need to get back as soon as I buy what I need."

Wen Min was slightly taken aback. "You came alone? No one from your village came today?"

"No!"

Xia An shook her head.

It was raining quite heavily in the area within a ten-mile radius of Anping Village this morning. Who would come to the commune in the rain?

Wenmin was slightly surprised. "The road isn't short, is it? Why didn't Xia, the educated youth, wait for an oxcart to come?"

Xia An smiled and said, "I've been a bit busy lately, so I came over when I had some free time. Besides, I don't need to buy much."

Wen Min hesitated slightly, "Could it be that Xia, the educated youth, is also being ostracized?"

"also?"

Xia An raised an eyebrow slightly, gave her a half-smile, and gently shook her head.

"I know a little medicine, and there just happens to be no barefoot doctor in Anping Village, what do you say?"

Wenmin blinked, realizing the connection, and couldn't help but show envy.

"Xia, the educated youth, is really lucky... no... he's really amazing!"

Xia An smiled slightly, "Let's not talk about this anymore. I need to buy some good things and go back as soon as possible. Wen Zhiqing, please do as you please."

Let's go together.

Wenmin quickly replied, "I'll buy it today, so I won't have to make another trip tomorrow."

Xia An raised an eyebrow slightly and nodded.

As the two walked towards the supply and marketing cooperative, Wenmin asked curiously:

"Xia, the educated youth, just mentioned he knows medicine. Is it traditional Chinese medicine or Western medicine?"

"I know a little bit of everything."

Xia An casually replied, "I can handle any emergencies or minor illnesses in the village."

Wenmin didn't think much of it when she heard this.

As if remembering something, she whispered, "Xia, do you still remember Li Xiuyu?"

Xia An raised an eyebrow. "I remember one thing: our Anping Village Party Secretary Xie mentioned that he was sent to a labor camp."

Wenmin blinked, as if she had realized something.

"I forgot, Zhang Qiang is the educated youth from your village."

Xia An nodded slightly. "Why did Wen Zhiqing bring her up? Could it be that he's been implicated?"

Wenmin shook her head.

"I also want to thank Xia Zhiqing for reminding me last time. After I went back, I kept my distance from her, so I wasn't implicated."

Xia An smiled and shook her head, "I didn't warn you, Wen Zhiqing, don't talk nonsense."

Wenmin glanced at him, smiled, and changed the subject:

"I heard some news at the health center today; Zhang Qiang seems to be having a lot of bad luck."

Xia An shook his head.

"He was accused of deserting the team without permission, shirking work, and openly harassing female comrades. What misfortune could possibly befall someone like him?"

"That's not what I meant," Wenmin said with a shake of her head and a smile, her expression complex.

"I overheard people at the health center talking privately that he was buried in the cemetery for educated youth, but wolves dug up his grave that very night."

"I heard that when he was found, only a small part of his bones remained."

Hearing this, Xia An was unconvinced; this was Zhang Qiang's fate all along.

He died a gruesome death!

He feigned surprise, "The commune is far from the mountains, how could there be wolves?"

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