Su Fu remained silent, looking at the captain with a half-smile.

Li Youcai: “…”

“Li Zhiqing, the harvest is just around the corner, I hope you can…”

Upon hearing the words “harvest rush,” Li Mingyu grabbed Su Fu and ran off.

“We need to hurry and get back to the city before the harvest.”

Last year she experienced the rush to harvest, and the taste of it was a mix of sweet, sour, bitter, and spicy, but only bitterness remained.

Su Fu thought so too. During the harvest season, everyone in the village, from three to eighty years old, had to work as long as they could walk.

When she was in school, she would never go home during the busy farming season; instead, she would go to her godmother’s house in town to avoid trouble.

Su Fu: “Li Li is wise.”

Li Mingyu proudly raised her head: “Of course.”

Upon arriving in town, the first thing I did was go to the post office to make a phone call.

Suf waited on the side, idly flipping through the newspaper in the basket.

After reading the reports on national affairs, she noticed that there was also a short story below.

It was likely published as a series, and the title is “Final Chapter”.

After reading it without any beginning or end, Su Fu roughly understood it.

This is the story of a young intellectual sent to the countryside who overcame numerous hardships to build up the rural community.

Her biggest concern right now is whether she’ll get paid if her story is selected for publication in the newspaper.

If there were any, she would like to try.

After finishing her phone call and paying the bill, Li Mingyu went to the window and bought two sets of the latest local stamps.

Before Su Fu could ask, she smiled and explained, “My grandparents love collecting stamps, and I buy them every time I come to town.”

Su Fu is a rough person; all she wants is to make money and live a good life.

“You are so filial.”

Li Mingyu sighed: “When I went to the countryside, I upset my grandmother so much that she got sick. The first time we met, I sat by the roadside and cried because of this.”

Speaking of which, Su Fu and Li Mingyu are quite destined to meet.

Before they became acquainted, Su Fu met Li Mingyu three times, and she cried each time.

I first saw it under a big tree at the entrance of the educated youth settlement.

Li Mingyu cried so hard that her eyes were red and pear-like, like a little rabbit’s.

Su Fu has liked good-looking people since she was a child, regardless of gender, she just likes them.

She happened to have a carrot in her hand, and as if possessed, she handed it over.

The second time we met was under a big tree at the entrance of the village.

Li Mingyu sat on the ground crying, her pitiful appearance looking up like a wilted little flower.

Su Fu, as if possessed, handed over the fruit candies from her pocket.

The third meeting was in the woods, where Li Mingyu was crying and cursing.

Su Fu quickly subdued the person who was entangled with Li Mingyu, which led to the subsequent transaction between the two.

Suf had no friends, and the villagers privately called her a jinx.

It is said that she caused the death of her mother at birth and her father at the age of five.

It also caused the Su family to suffer misfortune from time to time, with their house catching fire, being struck by lightning, or becoming bald and neither human nor ghost.

She didn’t care much; if she were truly her nemesis, the Su family would have been wiped out long ago.

The two walked and reminisced about how they first met, until they reached the entrance of the state-run restaurant and stopped chatting.

“I’d like a serving of braised pork ribs, a serving of scallion oil shrimp, and two bowls of rice.”

Su Fu: “Li Li, you’re so kind.”

Li Mingyu doesn’t eat shrimp; she gets rashes after eating it.

Su Fu loves shrimp, and she likes it no matter how it’s cooked.

Li Mingyu said with a touch of arrogance, “Following me, you’ll have no problem living a life of luxury.”

If they weren’t outside, Su Fu would have gone over to give her a shoulder massage and back rub.

“My sister Li is not only beautiful, but she is also incredibly thoughtful and generous.”

After finishing his meal, the first thing Li Mingyu did upon returning to the village was to find the village head.

Su Fu stopped her: “Lili, let’s wait for the results. If it doesn’t work out, the villagers will start gossiping again.”

Li Mingyu: “I’ll listen to you then. I’m going to work now. I’ll ask the team leader to write me a commendation letter later.”

She did work hard when she went to the countryside, although her efficiency wasn’t great, her attitude was impeccable.

Su Fu had just reached her front door when a woman grabbed her.

“Suff!!”

Su Fu missed the voice terribly, and when she turned around, she saw Su Meimei, whom she hadn’t seen in a long time.

“Oh, Auntie’s back! Why are you empty-handed? That’s so impolite. Grandma won’t let you in later…”

Su Meimei gritted her teeth: “Was it you who did this??”

What am I doing?

Su Fu blinked, looking utterly innocent.

Su Meimei really wanted to tear her face off with her claws, but she held back when she thought of her plan.

There will be plenty of opportunities. Once that brat marries off to some remote mountain village, I’ll definitely go and give her a good beating!

Pull out all of that brat’s nails, rip out all her hair, and slash her face!

The malice in her eyes was palpable, and Su Fu grinned brightly.

“Auntie, why are you wearing a wool hat in this heat? You might get lice!”

Su Meimei snorted coldly and swayed her big buttocks as she walked into the yard.

Su Fu stood in the chicken coop, picking and choosing: “I’ll pick whoever I point to, and I’ll eat them.”

He picked up the chicken and slashed it with a knife, spilling chicken blood all over the ground.

Su Fu raised the lifeless chicken in her hand and smiled at Su Meimei.

“It’s rare for my aunt to come back, is one chicken enough to treat her?”

Under the sunlight, the cleaver in Su Fu’s left hand was still dripping blood, and the bloodstains on her face were frighteningly red.

Su Meimei’s heart skipped a beat, and she unconsciously swallowed.

“That’s enough…that’s enough.”

How could she forget that this brat has some kind of evil about her?

Will the plan still succeed? Su Meimei has absolutely no idea.

Su Fu ignored her and went to the kitchen to boil water to prepare to pluck the chicken feathers.

Clean the chicken thoroughly, remove the feathers, and then put in two unwashed vegetable leaves.

Yes, this vegetable king, with his tiny feet, urinates on it every morning.

“Auntie, the chicken soup is ready!”

Su Meimei, who was in the room, took off her hat to cool off. Upon hearing this, she hurriedly grabbed the hat and put it on her head.

Su Fu peeked in and saw this scene, and almost burst out laughing.

His head was completely bald, and you could see red heat rash from the heat rash.

“Huh? Little aunt, you want to become a nun? These days, feudal superstitions aren’t allowed.”

Su Meimei’s eyes were practically spitting fire: “Mind your own business!!”

If she didn’t care, she wouldn’t care; Su Fu had no intention of getting involved.

“Drink more chicken soup to nourish yourself, and maybe your hair will grow back.”

On the dining table, a large bowl of clear soup with a few vegetable leaves floating on top.

Su Fu: “Meat soup with vegetables, it makes your hair grow twice as long.”

It would be a lie to believe Su Meimei, but at least it’s meat soup; not drinking it would be letting that slut off too easily.

“Don’t save the meat, my mother always dotes on me the most.”

Su Fu blinked: “No way, you want to eat it all by yourself?”

After saying that, she gave him a disdainful look and swaggered away.

There’s still chicken cooking in the kitchen. It’s so delicious, just the way it is, with a little scallion oil as a dipping sauce!

After finishing the chicken, Su Fu let out a burp and threw the chicken bones back into the pot.

On my way back to my room, I passed by the dining table and saw that Su Meimei had almost finished a pot of “soup”.

“Tsk tsk tsk, Auntie, you’re so selfish.”

Su Meimei rolled her eyes: “Mind your own business! These are my mom’s chickens, I can eat them however I want!!”

Su Fu stopped talking, but seeing that she seemed to really like the drink, I started to doubt my own cooking skills.

Has my cooking skills improved to a whole new level? Even the water used to wash chicken feathers can’t taste good, right?

Unable to figure it out, Su Fu walked back to her room and smiled as she closed the door, saying to Su Meimei.

“Don’t disturb my sleep, or none of you will get any sleep either!”