Ironically, right in that spot was a fresh pile of cow dung. Along with Bai Suli’s cry of "AIYA!", her face made intimate contact with the dung.
It left everyone watching dumbfounded.
Li Rongjuan, walking not far from her, couldn’t bear it any longer. Holding back her disgust and the urge to laugh, she pulled Bai Suli up.
But that was all she did before retreating several steps. She just couldn’t bear to look, fearing it would ruin her appetite.
Bai Suli herself was stunned, then let out a shrill scream. Her expression was so horrific that nearby people couldn’t help but shudder.
Her face smeared with fresh cow feces, Bai Suli seemed to go mad. She ran towards the Zhiqing Point, attracting much attention and laughter along the way.
Yunyi was very satisfied with her handiwork. She had always lived by the principle of not offending anyone unless they offended her first. As for whether it was excessive, Bai Suli had brought it all upon herself.
A woman nearby, watching Bai Suli run into the distance, remarked, "Such a fine pile of dung, wasted by her."
This comment provoked a burst of hearty laughter, so loud that even Bai Suli, who had run far off, heard it clearly, deepening her shame and fury.
Yunyi glanced casually at the fleeing Bai Suli and then looked away. If one provoked her, they had to pay the price.
She turned and walked forward with the laughing crowd.
Today, the production team had arranged for members to turn over sweet potato vines, and Yunyi was grouped with others from the Zhiqing Point.
She went with the flow and directly claimed a task worth six work-points. With some veteran educated youths instructing her right there in the field, she quickly got the hang of it, becoming proficient in just half an hour.
Li Rongjuan couldn’t help but exclaim, "Chu Zhiqing seems to catch on to everything so quickly! Even we veteran educated youths can’t match her efficiency."
Two hours later, Yunyi had already finished half her task. The more energetically she worked at the front, the harder the veteran educated youths behind her had to struggle to keep up.
No matter how hard they tried, it was to no avail—they simply couldn’t catch her.
Cui Aiju straightened up, annoyed. "She really knows how to show off, working so fast. Isn’t she afraid of breaking her back?"
When Geng Erhong heard this, she rolled her eyes at Cui Aiju. "What’s wrong with being capable? Your jealousy is pointless."
Cui Aiju knew it was her own fault. Worried Geng Erhong, that fool, might say something even more shocking, she glared at her and fell silent.
While turning sweet potato vines, they also had to clear weeds. Despite her preoccupied mind, Yunyi’s hands moved quickly. Never mind the other educated youths; even the village women accustomed to farm work couldn’t match her pace.
In the meantime, Yunyi also casually plucked some sweet potato vines and stored them in her space, planning to plant more elsewhere. Having extra would be great for roasting during winter.
By lunchtime, she had completed two-thirds of the work. This was only because she had realized she was being too conspicuous and deliberately slowed down.
After work, she brought a block of tofu home on her way. She steamed some rice and stewed the tofu with soybean paste she had exchanged with villagers. As she ate, she wondered, I wonder how Huo Jingrui is managing with his affairs?
She tidied the kitchen somewhat absentmindedly. Just as she was about to return to her room and bathe in her space, she heard a voice from outside the courtyard ask, "Is Chu Zhiqing home?"


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