to sleep with his own mother or a waitressThe bride grew old, and the man naturally became cold towards his wife. He couldn't just go out to prostitute himself and sleep with someone else, could heTh..."What's wrong..." Ning Yuan shivered, a jolt running through her. She instinctively looked at Rong Zhao Nan.

Although he was tall and thin, with a gentle demeanor, she still felt a sense of pressure from him.

The man loosened his grip on her hand at that moment, lowered his head, letting his bangs fall over the frame of his glasses, obscuring his eyes: "I'll help you pack your belongings. Have things gotten scattered"

By the way, check what's in her luggage. Last night, she hid something without telling anyone.

As soon as she took her clothes off last night, he could only retreat.

I just hugged her, she doesn't have much muscle, she doesn't look like she works out.

The man before her had once again returned to that cold and dull "honest" demeanor.

Ning Yuan was startled. The feeling of a blade scraping against her skin, cold and sharp, had just been an illusion.

"Thank you, that's so kind of you!" She could only lower her head and awkwardly stare at her scattered luggage.

Her suitcase, it just came apart during the fight with Wang Jianhua.

Some things also rolled into the gutter, and the two went to pick them up.

Fortunately, the things weren't many. Ning Yuan picked them up for a while and found it was almost enough.

But....

"Here." A long hand extended two white, old bras.

Ning Yuan's face instantly flushed red like a little rose, Oh my God...

She hurriedly grabbed her bra and, without brushing off the dirt, shoved it haphazardly into the box.

But the next moment, that big hand casually handed her a pair of small panties: “Your underpants fell into the ditch too.”

Ning Yuan recalled the phrase from later generations - social death!

She hurriedly grabbed it back, lowering her head to look around, wondering if there were any more underpants, bras...

"It's gone." The man's voice was cold and flat, sounding from above.

Ning Yuan finally let out a sigh of relief, grabbed the blankets and quickly fastened the suitcase: "I'm fine, let's go."

Róng Zhāonán looked at the girl with her head bowed in front of him, her white ears were all red.

So easily shy, and dare to approach him Even a spy wouldn't be so inept.

He raised an eyebrow slightly and casually took the box from her hand. "Give it to me."

Ning Yuan's hands were empty, so he carried the box forward.

She hurried after him: "Thank you so much for your help."

Looking at his back and ears, Ning Yuan couldn't help but mutter, "This man is so tall, at least 1.85 meters"

She's only four feet ten inches tall......it feels like looking at a dwarf.

Two people entered the small, dilapidated shack beside the cow pen, one after the other.

This place was originally used to feed cows with straw. After being demoted, Rong Zhaonan lived here.

The windows were drafty, and he was barely managing to cover them with newspapers. Two makeshift doors, scavenged from somewhere, leaned precariously on a wooden frame that served as his bed.

There were still two chests with doors missing, holding his clean and dirty clothes and other belongings, and a small sack of coarse rice lay inside.

The large fish tank is placed in the corner.

Under a reclaimed, lame old table, there were stones as padding. Two benches, still relatively intact, and an oil lamp sat beside it, along with an old basin and a porcelain washbasin.

Basically, at a glance, all his belongings are here.

Ning Yuan hadn't had time to pay attention to the environment of the cow shed last night, but now that she looked, her brow furrowed immediately —

This little brother probably came over from before the Liberation, he's the poorest in the whole village.

There is still a faint smell of fermented cow manure outside.

He didn't seem like someone who had been reborn, but he didn't know what drastic changes the future society would bring.

How does a man with such a good background face the environment he may have to live in for the rest of his life

"Well, are you still thinking about moving in here" Rong Zhaonan looked at her flushed face and pressed his black-rimmed glasses nonchalantly.

This is far worse than the environment of a cadre sent-down youth.

The Youth Point was a newly built, small tiled house in the village. Although everyone was poor and didn't have much, it was definitely better than the cattle sheds and dilapidated houses.

Ning Yuan gritted her teeth: "Move, act the whole thing out. We're 'husband and wife'."

Tidy up, things will get better. She wouldn't go back to the educated youth point and live with Tang Zhenzhen and Wang Jianhua.

Rong Zhaonan looked at her putting down her luggage, the look of determination in her eyes as she decided to stay. He narrowed his eyes.

This little spy is pretty persistent.

Just now, he casually went through her luggage without making a sound, but he didn't see anything she had hidden last night.

Ning Yuan put her own box by the five-dou cabinet, glanced at the roof that could be seen through the leak, and wanted to sigh.

Southeastern villages are humid and rainy. It rains outside, but inside it only drizzles. How does this person live their life!

"We need to figure out a way to fix the roof," Ning Yuan mumbled.

Rongshenan glanced at the ceiling and noncommittally replied with an "Mmm."

Ningyuan turned and began to pack up her things.

The enamel basin was put in place, the towel was hung up with a hemp rope, and the clothes were put away.

When she went to see the bed with the bedding in her arms, she froze.

Those two rickety wooden doors, they made a bed, and there's only one!

She looked around, there was nowhere else to sleep in the pitch-black room.

Rong Zhao Nan watched her calmly, waiting to see what she would do.

Ning Yuan's pretty eyebrows knitted together, then under his gaze, she walked over and pushed his pillows and bedding inward.

Then, she put her bedding on the door board outside.

"Well, are you going to sleep with me" Rong Zhaonan raised an eyebrow.

Just now, he looked at me like a rabbit seeing a wolf.

Now the rabbit is bold, daring to sleep in the same bed as the wolf

She gave an awkward smile: "I'm sorry to trouble you, Dr. Rong. We'll just have to make do for now. I'll go check with the village team to see if there are any other options."

Róng Zhāonán looked at her: “Aren't you afraid that I will really do something”

The little agent is planning to use beauty tricks, a huge sacrifice.

Ning Yuan wouldn't know that she was being seen as a 'rogue spy' with ulterior motives.

She raised her eyes and smiled: "Doctor Rong, if you were like Wang Jianhua, you wouldn't have endured so much hardship last night."

She's not stupid. She lived for decades in her past life, so she definitely has some confidence when it comes to judging people.

Furthermore, he hailed from a privileged background and later rose to become a high-ranking leader, yet his personal life has always been widely regarded as exemplary.

Rong Zhaonan took a sip of his drink, tugged at the corner of his lips: "Heh... you're awfully easy to trust people."

The girl before him looked at him seriously, her big black eyes full of trust.

This woman is quite the actress.

Are they well-acquainted She seems to know him very well, as if she's done her homework.

Is it because of his background or because he worked in a special unit

Ning Yuan had no idea what he was thinking. She tidied up and said to Rong Zhao-nan, "Doctor Rong, you're busy first. I'll go find the village chief for a marriage certificate and introduction letter."

Rong Zhaonan nodded in agreement. "Hmm."

To talk about divorce as if it were such a trivial matter, she must have come prepared.

Ning Yuan took her ID card and put it into the army-green old satchel. She turned around and walked out the door.

Just as she reached the door, she remembered something, turned back, and took out two cookies and two large white rabbits and placed them in Rong Zhaonan's hands.

She smiled gratefully at him, her big eyes curving into crescent moons: "Dr. Rong, thank you for saving me again this morning!"

Rong Zhaonan looked at the cookies and white rabbit candy in his hand, then at her big eyes.

This snack is more precious than rice. He never went without it during his childhood.

Now that he's been demoted for a few years, don't even talk about candies and cookies, not even brown sugar has he tasted.

Even if everyone here grew sugarcane, this revolutionary wouldn't get a share.

Ning Yuan waved her hand and hurried away.

Rong Zhaonan was not polite and leisurely ate the cookie.

Then, he peeled the wrapper off a large White Rabbit candy and put the white candy in his mouth.

The sweet milky flavor lingered on my tongue. Somehow, it reminded me of Ningyuan's scent.

He glanced at Ning Yuan's small flower pillow on the bed, licked his delicate lips, and rolled the cookie crumbs into his mouth.

Tsk, that little spy is pretty charming.

Rong Zhaonan got up and walked to the bedside, then picked up Ning Yuan's pillow and started to feel every inch of it.We’ll head back to the commune and report to Deputy Branch Secretary Li Yan.”After finishing their words, they hurried away."Hey, wait..." Wang Jianhua gritted his teeth against the pain in his back a...