Chapter 8: Chapter 4: It's Better Not to Provoke Him in the Future

Chapter 4: Better Not to Provoke Her in the Future

Sure enough, only Comrade Tang Feng’s train of thought could keep up with Song Chu’s. Thinking about it this way, she felt a sense of satisfaction.

"Right, if you miss out on a golden phoenix like you, let him cry."

"But is it too wasteful to feed him steamed eggs?" She felt a pang of heartache again.

Song Chu took her arm and coaxed her, "Mom, don't look at his pretty-boy appearance. I found out that he has plenty of money and food coupons. He’s from the capital, after all."

She added, "I definitely won't let him eat for free. I'll make him pay with money and coupons, and then I'll bring them back to honor you."

As soon as Tang Feng heard this, her eyes curved into crescents with a smile.

She praised her daughter with a proud look, "My baby is still the smartest. Mom will steam two eggs in a moment; you should have some to nourish yourself too!"

Song Chu said pointedly, "Mom, cook extra portions of the other dishes for him as well. Let's be good people until the end."

Tang Feng had an "I understand" look on her face. "You can't catch a wolf without sacrificing a child. Mom understands!"

With that, she went to the kitchen to cook.

Tang Feng had two daughters-in-law, whom she usually worked to the bone.

However, she insisted on cooking the meals herself, fearing that the two might sneak food or steal things from the kitchen.

Of course, this also made it convenient for her to secretly cook special meals for her daughter on the side.

Tang Feng had given birth to four sons before finally having a daughter. Since Song Chu was born, the family's life had started to improve, so she treated her daughter like a lucky charm and the apple of her eye, spoiling her to an unreasonable degree.

As Tang Feng walked into the kitchen, Song Chu found a stool in the courtyard and sat down.

Song the Second, who had originally been annoyed that his little sister was giving steamed eggs to an outsider, heard the last few words between his sister and mother, and his eyes darted around.

He walked over to Song Chu, squatted down, and said with a grin, "Sis, does that educated youth Gu really have a lot of money and coupons?"

Song Chu glanced at him. "Does that have anything to do with you?"

"I'm doing this for your own good. If you get money and coupons from Gu Yue, Second Brother can take you to the county town to watch movies and eat good food." Song the Second’s face blossomed into a smile, as if the meat buns in the county town were already beckoning to him.

Song Chu looked at him meaningfully. "Then I'll thank you in advance, Second Brother!"

Song the Second had always used this tactic to incite the original owner to do bad things—like now, urging her to go to Gu Yue to get money and coupons.

If she wanted her family to live a good life, a piece of work like Song the Second needed to be properly reformed; otherwise, he would just be a drag. Maybe she should start by giving him a beating?

The squatting Song the Second suddenly felt a chill run down his back for no reason. He laughed happily and said, "What are you thanking me for? Who else but me would be your Second Brother? I treat you the best!"

"Heh!" Song Chu decided to save that beating for later.

Half an hour later, Tang Feng called out from the kitchen with some reluctance, "Baby, dinner is ready. Go take it to that pretty boy."

Song Chu walked into the kitchen and saw her mother had packed a bowl of rice topped with steamed eggs, stir-fried potatoes, and greens. It smelled quite fragrant; this was considered a very sumptuous dinner in the village.

In the apocalypse, ever since she entered the base's biological research institute, she had never gone hungry, but because ingredients were limited, there wasn't much good food.

Here, the ingredients were not only abundant but also pure, natural, and pollution-free. She had to find a way to improve their diet.

"Mom has saved your portion of eggs; eat them when you get back!" Tang pointed to a covered pot.

Song Chu smiled and said, "Mom is the best!"

She placed another bowl on top, put it in a basket, and headed out.

By this time, work in the fields had ended, and Song Chu encountered quite a few people along the way.

However, these people basically had only one reaction when they saw her: either pretend not to see her or hide far away.

Song Chu possessed the memories and knew why these people were so afraid of her. The benefits of being a village bully were revealed at this moment; otherwise, there would definitely be busybodies pulling her aside to ask where she was going.

When she arrived at the educated youth dormitory, the door was open, and the educated youths had returned one after another from work.

Seeing Song Chu walk in, the two female educated youths who were preparing to cook looked as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

"What are you here for?" One of the women, who had delicate features, stood up and looked at Song Chu with disgust and wariness.

Song Chu had this person in her memories. This was the educated youth Jiang who liked Gu Yue. She often badmouthed Song Chu behind her back, making her reputation even worse.

"I'm not looking for you, so what the hell does it have to do with you?" She brushed past the two and headed straight for Gu Yue's room.

Seeing this, Jiang's expression changed, and she couldn't help but curse, "Shameless!"

She pestered Educated Youth Gu every day. So what if she was pretty? She was just a country bumpkin, and Educated Youth Gu still ignored her.

Song Chu stopped, turned around, and looked at Jiang, saying expressionlessly, "Say that again?"

Jiang felt that the person in front of her was not to be trifled with and felt a bit scared.

But thinking about how this person pestered the man she liked every day, she couldn't help but take a deep breath and puff out her chest. "I said you're shameless. Educated Youth Gu doesn't care about you at all. You pester him every day, and he'll never be with you."

Song Chu walked toward her carrying the basket. Jiang couldn't help but take two steps back. "What are you doing?"

Song Chu chuckled. "What are you afraid of? I'm not going to hit you!"

Her gaze shifted to Jiang's puffed-out chest. "Stop puffing it out. You're as flat as a board; there's nothing to look at. If Gu Yue were a normal man, he wouldn't like you."

She had looked in the mirror after showering; her current appearance was 90% similar to her old one. Not only was she beautiful, but she also had a rare, curvaceous figure—much better than this "airport."

She then raised her hand and gently patted Jiang's face. "If you want to gnaw on this piece of meat, Gu Yue, go do it yourself. You crave him in your heart but don't dare to say it. Why act so pure? Who doesn't know who? Do you even have any shame? Would he even be with you?"

"I may be shameless, but I'm openly shameless. Unlike you, who wants to be a whore but still wants to set up a memorial arch for your chastity."

She had always done things in whatever way made her comfortable, especially now that she had the "village bully" persona to back her up.

Jiang had never been insulted like this before, especially with her secret crush on Gu Yue being exposed, and with several male educated youths standing not far away. Tears immediately burst from her eyes.

Song Chu might be shameless, but she still wanted her dignity!

"Waaah!" She cried and ran back to her room.

Watching Jiang run away crying, Song Chu looked innocent. "It was just the plain truth; is there any need to be so shy?"

"..." The few people standing there twitched their lips. Where did you see that Jiang was shy? She was clearly scolded to tears by you, okay?

However, everyone also realized that this village bully wasn't just rumored to be a good fighter; her tongue was also this poisonous. It was better not to provoke her in the future!

Song Chu's "killing the chicken to warn the monkey" tactic was effective. She carried the basket and turned into Gu Yue's room.

After entering, she saw Gu Yue still sitting on the bed, flipping through a book.

Seeing her come in, he put down the book and raised an eyebrow. "A piece of meat?"

It was the first time someone had described him that way.

Song Chu blinked. "How fragrant is a piece of meat! Go out and ask around; who doesn't want to eat it now?"

No longer covered in mud, Gu Yue was clear-browed, handsome, and refined. He was introverted and cold, like the most noble orchid growing on a desolate mountain—one could only look from afar and not touch!

Whether it was his looks or his temperament, he was outstanding. No wonder the original owner was so obsessed with him.

Gu Yue realized that his skin was indeed not as thick as Song Chu's. He looked at the basket she was carrying. "You brought me food?"

(End of chapter)