Jian Mingyue Plans to Throw Herself into His Arms
Watching the graceful figure disappear, Chen Zhushi jumped down from the wall with a sense of loss.
He needed to carefully plan how to get the female educated youth into his hands.
As dawn broke, the roosters in the village began to crow.
Bai Jinchuan rubbed his tousled sleepy eyes and yawned, looking around in confusion. It took him a long time to remember that he had already been sent down to the countryside.
Bai Jinchuan shared a room with Yan Jinghong, Shen Zhou, and Li Guangrong. These three young masters came from wealthy and influential families, each having their own private bedrooms back in the city. Here, however, four grown men had to squeeze onto one bed, which felt truly stifling.
“Brother Yan, time to get up,” Bai Jinchuan said with a mischievous grin, slipping his cold hand under Yan Jinghong’s blanket.
“Smack!” Yan Jinghong slapped his hand away.
“Just talk, don’t get handsy. I have no interest in men—only my future wife is allowed to touch me like that.”
Bai Jinchuan scoffed.
“Brother Yan, we’ve known each other since we were in diapers. Is there any part of you I haven’t seen?”
Yan Jinghong kicked him with his leg. “Get lost, go wash up already.”
Shen Zhou glanced subtly at Yan Jinghong. Before coming here, his father had repeatedly warned him that the Yan family held high status and power, and they couldn’t afford to offend them yet.
As for Jiang Taohua, his father said he must find an opportunity to get rid of her.
He didn’t want to know the reason behind it. Whatever his father said, he would simply follow orders.
Intermittent chatter, the sound of brushing teeth, and the noise of washing clothes drifted in from the courtyard.
After Jiang Taohua and the others finished washing up, the gazes of the older educated youths remained firmly fixed on Jian Mingyue, as if glued to her.
Li Guangrong cleared his throat and addressed the new educated youths. “It was too late yesterday, so today I’ll explain the cooking arrangements. There are fourteen people at the educated youth point, divided into pairs. Each pair will be responsible for cooking once a week.”
Wen Shunu immediately linked arms with Jiang Taohua, declaring possessively, “I’ll pair up with Taohua.”
Bai Jinchuan said, “I’ll pair up with Yan Jinghong.”
After the groups were finalized, only Jian Mingyue and Shen Zhou remained, so they were forced into a pair.
[Ugh, this despicable man, paired up with a goddess like me, and he looks so unwilling. As if I care! Hmph! Just wait—sooner or later, he’ll be begging at my feet like a dog.]
A brief silence fell over the courtyard. Had they just… heard Jian Mingyue’s inner thoughts?
Shen Zhou’s expression darkened. This arrogant, self-righteous woman—he really wanted to strangle her right then and there, just to shut her foul mouth.
Li Guangrong’s voice broke the silence in the courtyard.
“The production team leader mentioned earlier that the new educated youths can rest today. You can also go to the commune to buy any necessities.”
Upon hearing that they could go out today, Wen Shunu jumped for joy, immediately pulling Jiang Taohua along and chattering excitedly about what they would buy later.
With the cooking pairs settled, the rotation would start tomorrow.
Looking at the wild vegetables on the table, Jiang Taohua and the others had no appetite. Wen Shunu tugged at her, planning to have breakfast at the commune.
The two went inside to grab a shoulder bag, locking everything else in the cabinet. The valuable items had already been stored by Jiang Taohua in her storage space.
Wen Shunu wore a black dress and small leather shoes, with two glossy black braids resting on her chest.
Jiang Taohua wore black pants and a checkered shirt. Her hair used to reach down to her buttocks, and washing it would fill an entire basin. Finding it too troublesome, she took a pair of scissors and cut it to shoulder length. Now, she casually tied it into a high ponytail with a black hair tie, looking fresh and natural.
Wen Shunu stared at her with a curious expression.
“Taohua, what kind of hairstyle is this? I’ve never seen it before.”
Jiang Taohua replied casually, “It’s a ponytail.”
Wen Shunu looked at her with longing. “Taohua, could you cut a ponytail for me too? My hair is too long, and it’s such a hassle to wash every time.”
“Sure.”
They borrowed a pair of scissors from Chen Hong and, in no time, cut Wen Shunu’s hair short.
Jiang Taohua took out a black hair tie and tied her hair into a high ponytail as well.
Wen Shunu admired her new look in the mirror, turning left and right with satisfaction.
“Taohua, thank you. You’re so skilled. Did you make this hair tie too? It’s so useful.”
Seeing Jiang Taohua nod, Wen Shunu felt a bit embarrassed. She didn’t like taking advantage of others, so she quickly took out five yuan and handed it over, saying, “Consider this hair tie as something I bought from you. Please don’t refuse, or I’ll feel too awkward to use it.”
To be honest, two equally beautiful girls with the same hairstyle looked like sisters.
Jian Mingyue snorted disdainfully through her nose.
She was someone with a Golden Finger, aware of the book’s plot. Just for that, none of these people could compare to her.
She remembered that today, the commune secretary’s most treasured grandson would drown after falling into a well. If she could save the secretary’s grandson, the secretary would become her backer. Who would dare to provoke her after that?
The plot Jian Mingyue knew, Jiang Taohua also knew. What a coincidence—she was going to the commune today to save someone too.
As for who between her and the female protagonist would succeed in saving the person, it would depend on their own abilities.
After the meal, the older educated youths went to work.
Before leaving, Li Guangrong cast another reluctant glance at Jian Mingyue.
[What’s wrong with this Li Guangrong? Why does he keep looking at me? His gaze is so disgusting. He’s dark and ugly—not even worthy of tying my shoes!]
Li Guangrong stumbled, nearly falling to the ground. It felt as though he could hear the sound of his heart shattering.
The other educated youths: Now it was confirmed—what they had just heard was indeed Jian Mingyue’s inner thoughts.
The six new educated youths walked one after another toward Chunqiu Commune.
From the brigade to the commune, there was only one bumpy dirt road. The educated youths missed the village ox cart and had to walk.
As a Book Transmigrator who had never been in a relationship in her previous life, Jian Mingyue planned to have several in the book. Yan Jinghong’s face perfectly matched her aesthetic preferences.
[Ah, Yan Jinghong is so handsome! He must have a six-pack. I’ll pretend to trip and fall into his arms, then lock eyes with him. With such an intimate atmosphere, he’s bound to fall for me, right?]
Everyone present listened to Jian Mingyue’s plan, their expressions turning peculiar.
Shen Zhou sneered inwardly—what a fickle woman.
Bai Jinchuan’s lips twitched, and he punched Yan Jinghong’s shoulder, struggling to hold back his laughter so hard he nearly injured himself.
Who would have thought someone would dare to try such a bold scheme on Yan Jinghong, the living King of Hell? Well, in that case, he’d just sit back and enjoy the show.