rumble, rumble, rumble…
A tractor was slowly moving along a dirt road.
The driver chatted casually with the man beside him, looking relaxed and at ease.
However, the group sitting in the trailer at the back was suffering miserably.
The already small trailer was forcibly packed with over twenty people, each carrying large bags and luggage.
They were squeezed tightly together with no space left between them.
Song Yunqiao felt extremely speechless at this moment.
She had finally followed the trend and transmigrated, but instead of living a glamorous life, she immediately got thrown into a “transformation survival show.”
The worst part was, before she could even enjoy the original owner’s wealthy young lady life, she had already been sent to the countryside.
That’s right—Song Yunqiao had transmigrated into a novel set in the era of educated youth sent down to the countryside. The story mainly followed the heroine An Yanyan, who went to the countryside as a sent-down youth and eventually got into university. Of course, her success was only part of it—the main focus of the story was still romance.
And she had transmigrated into a supporting character who shared her name: a female educated youth who was just a cannon-fodder side character, one who barely made it through a few chapters before being written out.
As for the original owner’s memories, they were still somewhat chaotic.
She would need time to sort them out. However, one thing was clear—the original owner’s family background was quite good. The novel barely described her, only mentioning briefly that her family was well-off, without specifying what they actually did.
She looked around. Among everyone in the truck, no one was dressed better than her—including the heroine An Yanyan.
After realizing she had transmigrated, her first reaction was to find a mirror and look at herself. The original owner’s appearance satisfied her greatly.
Transmigration was like a second birth. In her previous life, she had already been considered good-looking, so she knew very well that beauty was an advantage.
Because Song Yunqiao was pretty, when she got on the tractor earlier, many of the male youths had been especially accommodating. They even helped her find a seat and carry her luggage. This made Ma Xiaoping, who was beside her, extremely jealous and she cursed her inwardly several times.
At first, the educated youths were excited by the unfamiliar scenery while riding the tractor and kept chatting nonstop. But gradually, they all quieted down.
After about three hours, the tractor finally stopped.
The man sitting next to the driver jumped off and said to the youths on the vehicle, “Alright, everyone get off.”
Hearing they could finally get off, everyone became excited and quickly climbed down. Song Yunqiao stretched her stiff body before stepping down as well.
She had been sitting for too long and felt tired, even her bottom hurt a little.
Several people were already waiting there to receive them. The man spoke briefly with the villagers and then announced, “Those whose names are called, take your belongings and follow the team members back to the village.”
“An Yanyan, Jiang Xueming, Song Yunqiao, Ma Xiaoping, Wang Guoqing—you five are assigned to Huohe Village.”
The five of them stepped forward with their luggage.
The man who came to pick them up, Wu Honghai, froze slightly when he saw the five of them. He glanced at the other groups of educated youths, then frowned deeply. He felt that if he brought these five back, he would definitely get scolded by his father.
“Wait here. I’ll be right back,” he said before jogging off.
“…”
The five of them looked at each other. They had just spent several hours together on the tractor and were already somewhat familiar, so they introduced themselves briefly. After all, they would be living in the same village and under the same roof.
An Yanyan had Jiang Xueming by her side, who took great care of her. She looked quite comfortable.
As the female lead, An Yanyan was naturally very beautiful. And perhaps due to her “protagonist aura,” not only the male educated youths but even the female ones treated her well.
However, Song Yunqiao was not among those who favored her.
Before she could think further, Wu Honghai returned.
“Let’s go,” he said with a hint of helplessness.
Earlier, he had asked around at the commune to see if he could swap these people with another village’s group. The main problem was that apart from Wang Guoqing and Ma Xiaoping, who seemed somewhat decent, the other three didn’t look like they were suited for farm work. But in the end, he returned disappointed.
Of course, the five of them did not know what he was thinking.
Since today was specifically for picking up educated youths, Wu Honghai had brought an ox cart. Otherwise, walking them back to the village would take until nightfall.
Song Yunqiao looked at the distant scattered mud-brick houses and couldn’t help worrying about her future.
Ma Xiaoping spoke up: “Xiaoqiao, what are you thinking about?”
“Nothing,” Song Yunqiao replied without even looking at her, her tone cold.
Ma Xiaoping felt that since this morning, Song Yunqiao had become somewhat strange.
Song Yunqiao ignored her because, in the original owner’s memories, about 80% of the reason she ended up going to the countryside was related to Ma Xiaoping.
Ma Xiaoping’s family was poor and required someone to go down to the countryside. Her mother, without considering her wishes, directly registered her. Knowing that rural life was not good, she schemed and coaxed the original Song Yunqiao into going with her and even chose the same destination village. Her goal was simple: Song Yunqiao’s family was well-off, so going together would make her own life easier.
Ma Xiaoping showed no dissatisfaction at Song Yunqiao’s cold attitude and instead continued to speak to her in a close manner.
Song Yunqiao found her extremely annoying and eventually closed her eyes to pretend to sleep.
Seeing this, Ma Xiaoping stopped talking and put on a hurt expression.
She deliberately did this for An Yanyan and the others to see, trying to make Song Yunqiao look difficult to get along with so no one would befriend her—leaving her only friend to be Ma Xiaoping, so she could take advantage of her.
Indeed, this action gave An Yanyan a bad impression of Song Yunqiao. She felt Song Yunqiao was too arrogant and instead spoke warmly with Ma Xiaoping.
Ma Xiaoping then acted like a close sister, saying Song Yunqiao must be tired from the journey and needed rest—appearing caring on the surface while actually sowing discord.
Song Yunqiao really was tired, so she didn’t bother arguing. She only hoped they would arrive soon, otherwise she might not be able to resist kicking Ma Xiaoping off the cart.
..
After three more hours, they finally arrived at Huohe Village.
The sun had already set, and villagers working in the fields had returned home in groups. Their arrival caused quite a commotion in the village.
The villagers had seen city educated youths before, but never such beautiful female ones—and two at once.
Wu Honghai drove the ox cart directly to the educated youth dormitory entrance. He did not go in. After the five got off with their luggage, he gave a few instructions and then drove the cart away.
At this time, the dormitory was empty. They sat with their luggage, waiting for the veteran educated youths to return from work.