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While Fu Moxuan and Jiang Xiechuan were busy in the kitchen, Jiang Muyan opened the door to her "home" where she would be living for the next two years.

Overall, Jiang Muyan was fairly satisfied with the room. Inside, there was a heated kang (a traditional Chinese bed-stove), and outside, a simple kitchen.

She pushed open the wooden door to the kitchen, revealing only a stove. Looking at its size, she felt even more satisfied—the earthenware pot she had bought before coming would fit perfectly on it. The only problem was that the iron pot was still stored in the mustard bag; she would have to find a suitable opportunity to take it out.

Upon returning to her room, Jiang Muyan noticed that the previous educated youth had likely moved out a long time ago, as a thick layer of dust had accumulated on the kang (heated brick bed) and the floor. She then took out a cleaning talisman and tossed it into the air, instantly making the entire room much cleaner.

She secretly rejoiced that her master and the others had given her so many talismans; otherwise, with her current spiritual power, she would have had to spend a lot of effort to draw just one talisman.

Looking at the somewhat empty room, Jiang Muyan began to consider what items she was missing. She needed to prepare a table and chairs for dining, and also put some stools in the kitchen.

When I came, I only bought an iron pot, but I forgot to buy seasonings such as oil, salt, soy sauce, and vinegar. The bag only contained modern seasonings such as oyster sauce and savory seasonings.

Her master and the others prepared rare items for her that couldn't be bought with money in ancient times, while ordinary meat, vegetables, and fruits that could be bought with money were not in the mustard seed bag.

Unfortunately, these things aren't so easy to buy these days. But luckily, this place is near the mountains, so I think I'll find something when I go for a walk in the mountains someday.

Just as I was pondering this, Shao Manzhen's voice came from outside the door:

"Jiang Zhiqing, the brigade leader is calling us to assemble!"

Jiang Muyan paused for a moment, then nodded in response:

"Okay, I'm coming!"

Shao Manzhen looked at where Jiang Muyan lived, a hint of envy flashing in her eyes. But the envy was fleeting. Her family was not well-off, and when she came to the countryside, her mother still made her bring a hundred yuan with her, which was already enough for her.

She could actually use the money to rent a house, but she had never done farm work before and was afraid that the work points she earned wouldn't be enough to support herself, so she had to keep the money for emergencies.

After Shao Manzhen waited for Jiang Muyan to lock the door, the two walked to the main path in the middle of the educated youth settlement. Shao Manzhen said:

"The brigade leader also told me to inform Fu, the educated youth, that you wait here for me!"

"Okay," Jiang Muyan replied and waited in place.

A short while later, Jiang Muyan saw Fu Moxuan, who looked like a ball of purple light, walking towards her.

When she saw the faint black aura on Fu Moxuan's body, she couldn't help but frown. She felt that the black aura was even thicker than before.

At this moment, Shao Manzhen saw Jiang Muyan staring blankly at Fu Moxuan and couldn't help but smile: It seems that this Jiang educated youth is also attracted by Fu educated youth's appearance!

However, she felt that Fu Zhiqing and Jiang Zhiqing were a very good match!

"Jiang Zhiqing, let's go!" Shao Manzhen said as she came to Jiang Muyan's side.

"Okay!" Jiang Muyan nodded to Fu Moxuan before walking forward with Shao Manzhen.

Fu Moxuan followed behind the two at a leisurely pace, watching Jiang Muyan's retreating figure, a subtle feeling rising in his heart. He had thought that he would never have any further contact with this girl after their last parting, but he never expected to meet her again at the same educated youth settlement. The girl's agile skills flashed through his mind, and without even realizing it, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

The three of them walked to the entrance of the educated youth compound, where Captain Qiao, Zhong Yanshu, and Song Wenhui were already waiting.

Once everyone had arrived, Qiao Jinhe unloaded several bags of grain from the oxcart:

"Since you've just arrived, this grain is a loan from the team. It will be deducted from your work points when the grain is distributed before winter."

He pointed to the burlap sack at his feet and continued:

"Each of you will receive 20 jin of cornmeal and 10 jin of sorghum rice. These are dry rations that can be stored for a while. Make do with these for now."

Song Wenhui stepped forward, frowning as she examined the dusty sacks, her tone clearly showing dissatisfaction:

"Captain, is this all you have? Don't you have any wheat flour? Cornmeal is coarse and hard to swallow."

Upon hearing this, Qiao Jinhe frowned, his smile fading slightly. His tone, neither soft nor hard, carried an undeniable authority:

"Fine grains won't be available until spring. If you don't like coarse grains, you can trade these with others or find another way. These coarse grains were kindly lent to you by the brigade. If Song, the educated youth, doesn't want them, you don't have to take them. The brigade will not force you."

Song Wenhui was speechless, her cheeks flushed red, and a feeling of grievance welled up again, but she dared not openly refute it anymore.

She felt secretly wronged: she was just asking casually, and coarse grains weren't very tasty to begin with, so why couldn't she say that? But she also knew that the brigade leader was the one in charge here, and if she really offended him, she would suffer the consequences later.

"I...I didn't mean I didn't want it, I was just asking," Song Wenhui stammered, her voice much softer.

She glanced at Fu Moxuan with a hint of grievance, wondering if his gaze was on her.

He discovered that Fu, the educated youth, was the most outstanding man he had ever met, whether in appearance, clothing, or temperament.

If I could get close to him, would I... would I no longer have to suffer?

Jiang Muyan calmly observed Song Wenhui's expression and thought to herself, "This Fu Moxuan is really a devilish charmer. Look how he's made that girl so infatuated."

Qiao Jinhe ignored Song Wenhui's petty tantrums and pointed to the grain on the oxcart:

"You can collect your own food rations. At the educated youth settlement, you can cook for yourselves or eat together in a communal pot."

"By the way, I'll give you this afternoon to go to town and buy some things. Starting tomorrow, you'll have to work with the team."

After saying that, Qiao Jinhe began distributing the grain. Jiang Muyan took her two bags of grain, first asked Shao Manzhen if she needed help, and after the other waved her hand to refuse, she easily carried one bag in each hand to her room.

Fu Moxuan watched as Jiang Muyan carried thirty catties of grain as if it were something light as a feather, and thought to himself: This little girl is really different from others.

He bent down to pick up his grain, and just as he was about to stand up, a voice called out to him:

"Fu Zhiqing, these things are too heavy, could you help me carry them back?"

As Song Wenhui spoke, she lowered her head, feigning shyness. She was certain that since she had said so, Fu Moxuan wouldn't reject her in front of everyone.

She waited for a long time but didn't receive a response from Fu Moxuan. When she looked up, she saw that Fu Moxuan had already carried the food to the back of the educated youth compound and had completely ignored her.

Song Wenhui stomped her foot angrily, feeling utterly humiliated. At that moment, Captain Qiao untied the ropes of the oxcart and led it away without looking back.

Helpless, Song Wenhui could only look at Zhong Yanshu, who was about to take her food, and said with a wronged expression:

"Brother Yanshu, could you please mention this to me?"

Actually, when Song Wenhui approached Fu Moxuan earlier, Zhong Yanshu already realized that this girl next door had taken a liking to Fu Moxuan.

For some reason, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He had only promised Song Wenhui's parents to look after her a little, but he hadn't expected her to be so clingy.

Seeing that she had a new goal, Zhong Yanshu's mood improved considerably. So, he readily agreed:

"Okay, you watch my food for me, I'll take yours to the dormitory door first."

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