Before Shen Zhiyi had transmigrated, she had founded her own cosmetics, lingerie, and silk stocking brands and was already the CEO of a publicly listed company. There was no type of person she hadn’t seen before.
The other party’s little tricks were, in her eyes, no different from an elementary schooler’s antics.
“What’s this? You really think the educated youth point is your territory, and whatever you say, I have to obey?”
She let out a cold sneer. “If I remember correctly, the person in charge of our educated youth point is Comrade Liu Guanjun, isn’t it?”
“Who do you think you are?”
Liu Peilan was an old educated youth. She had come down to the countryside at sixteen and was now twenty-four years old.
Of the female educated youths who had arrived in the same batch as her, aside from Li Yanqiu, the other two had already married into the village.
Over the years, relying on her seniority, she had bullied the female educated youths at the point more than a few times, but she never expected to run into a tough nut today.
Liu Guanjun saw the commotion and hurried over. “Aiya, what’s all this about?”
“Everyone, let’s talk things out nicely.”
Although he was the person in charge of the educated youth point, there were many matters that were inconvenient for him to handle on the women’s side.
So he had handed most of the trivial affairs over to Comrade Liu Peilan, while he only handled external matters.
As the overall person in charge of the educated youth point, he certainly didn’t want things to blow up there.
“Hey, since Comrade He has allergies and can’t eat with us, then forget it. Health comes first!”
If it had been anyone else, being brushed off like that would have been the end of it, but Shen Zhiyi happened to have a fiery temper.
“I can see the atmosphere at this educated youth point isn’t good—there’s a serious problem with bureaucratism. Today, for the sake of the person in charge, I’ll let it go for now.”
As she spoke, she swept a cold glance at Liu Peilan and said without the slightest courtesy:
“If there’s a next time, I’ll go to the Revolutionary Committee and invite all the leaders over for a thorough investigation!”
Though her voice wasn’t loud, those words stunned the entire educated youth point into dead silence.
As for Liu Peilan, her face had already turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
After a while longer, in front of all the educated youths in the yard, she pulled out a hard flatbread, gnawed on it, and went into her little room.
The moment she entered, she set the bread aside.
She didn’t want to waste it, but this bread was truly awful to eat.
Since it wasn’t dark yet, she decided to fill her stomach first, then make dinner and deliver it to her parents in the middle of the night.
Before cooking, she went to the stone platform.
Sure enough, a new sheet of warm yellow letter paper had been placed there. Shen Zhiyi quickly read the letter and wrote a reply.
When she was done, she took a wristwatch from her pocket and pressed it down on the letter paper.
Now, it all depended on whether their plan would work.
For dinner, Shen Zhiyi pan-fried herself a lamb chop and had a fruit salad—that was more than enough to fill her up.
In the oven, a few more lamb chops were roasting. For the main course, she… chose to steam two bowls of rice.
Because yesterday her mother had said:
[Coarse grains scratch my throat on the way down. Bring us some refined carbs tomorrow.]
Besides those two things, she also brought her father some top-grade Taiping Houkui tea, and for her mother, some mango mille crepes she had made herself.
After preparing the food, she didn’t forget the durian her mother had asked for last night.
She thought for a moment, then took out some Pehchaolin moisturizing cream, Friendship brand face cream, and Shanghai Women’s face cream.
These cosmetics with their vintage feel were naturally looked down upon by her mother—she only wanted the jars.
She poured out the original creams, washed the jars clean, dried them, and then squeezed the skincare products from her vanity table into them.
After completing all of this, under the dark of night, Shen Zhiyi carried her insulated lunchbox, nimbly climbed over the wall, and jogged toward the cowshed.
Mother Shen and Father Shen had been waiting for a long time. Hearing the noise, they quickly pulled open the door and dragged her inside.
“Aiya, Zhizhi, you’re here! Mama’s starving!”
Father Shen sniffed the air. “Roast lamb chops!”
Mother Shen felt extremely happy. Before the transmigration, her parents and brothers at home had doted on her to the skies. The husband she’d found was also well-matched in status and deeply in love with her. Although it was unfortunate that they’d transmigrated—
at least her daughter had come along too. Well, mooching off her elders had turned into mooching off her kids.
Shen Zhiyi suddenly remembered something. Oh right, once midnight passed, it would be Monday.
Would their chat box refresh its message count then?
Thinking this way, hmm… wait…
The group chat had a message limit, so what about… private chats?
“Dad! Mom! Quick, stop eating for a second, add me as a friend first!”
“Ding-dong—”
“Ding-dong—”
Two people quickly appeared in her friend list.
“Let me test whether private chats have a message limit.”
Since they could see each other every day now anyway, she didn’t have as many concerns.
A long string of dozens of emojis was successfully sent over—no limit after all.
Shen Zhiyi nodded with a satisfied expression. Mm, not bad, not bad.
At least it wasn’t as ridiculously restrictive as before.
“That’s great, Mom and Dad! From now on, if anything comes up, you can just message me privately anytime.”
This put her even more at ease.
After the meal, Father Shen went to wash the dishes, while Mother Shen washed her face and started her skincare routine.
“Oh, it’s only been a few days, look at how tanned I’ve gotten.”
Speaking of sun protection, she was rather envious of her daughter.
Her daughter had never been prone to tanning since she was little. When exposed to too much sun, her skin would peel, but once it healed, she’d be just as fair as before.
“You’re heading back to work tomorrow, aren’t you, Zhiyi? You need to be careful with sun protection. If you get sunburned, your father and I would really worry.”
Shen Zhiyi nodded. “Mm, don’t worry, Mom. I will.”
The family of three chatted warmly for a good while longer before Shen Zhiyi slipped away.
Just before she left, Father Shen grabbed her hand and said with a worried look, “Don’t come every day from now on. What if someone finds out? Just come every few days or so.”
Mother Shen agreed. “That’s right, safety comes first.”
“Anyway, it’s only these two years. Your father and I can tough it out.”
But Shen Zhiyi shook her head. “We’ll see. I know what I’m doing.”
Back in her little room, she sat on the bed and thought it over. This really wasn’t sustainable.
She couldn’t keep climbing over the wall every day, could she?
Besides, she no longer ate with the rest of the educated youth group, so…
She might as well seal the door in the educated youth compound and open a small side door on the outside. She could buy some bricks and stones herself and build a small courtyard.
With that thought in mind, Shen Zhiyi entered her Island Villa. But just as she went in—huh?
Out of nowhere, why was there an extra icon in the bottom right corner?
She tapped on it and took a look. Good heavens, she was utterly stunned!
[Select friends to invite into your Dimensional Villa:
Friend List:
Stinky Dad
Darling Mom]
Shen Zhiyi: “!!”