Rebirth as a 1960s Young Educated Youth, Spoiled by a Handsome and Rough Man

Chapter 31: Chen Dazhu

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"Cheng Qiao, I'll take you back. You should have a good rest during this period of time and don't come out again."

He also got the news about what happened at noon. Although his mother was a little weak, Li Le was a little cannon and would protect her.

Although Li Le is young, the villagers only dare to argue with her verbally, and no one dares to bully her physically, otherwise his fists will make them regret it.

"Tell me, what's going on with the bicycle?"

"It belongs to a skinny guy, a friend of mine. I bought it from him."

So that's how it is. Cheng Qiao felt relieved. As long as it wasn't borrowed, it would be fine. Otherwise, she would be laughed at in the future.

"Brother Li, I want to congratulate you."

Li Huan and Cheng Qiao stopped when they heard the voice, and looked up to see that it was Chen Dazhui. Chen Dazhui glanced at Chen Qiao with lustful eyes, and quickly lowered his eyes.

A gleam of hatred flashed in Cheng Qiao's eyes, then disappeared in a flash.

"Dazhu, where are you going?"

"The village chief asked me to help a few educated youths, saying that they were too slow."

"The slowest one must be Xu Laidi."

Cheng Qiao suddenly said, Li Huan's heart moved, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, Chen Dazhu looked honest and easy to bully, but in fact he grew up under the abuse of his stepmother and his mentality was extremely twisted.

"Brother Dazhu, Xu Laidi used to be a good friend of my wife, but they fell out over a small matter. Everything will be fine after a while. Why don't you go and help her?"

Chen Dazhu nodded. To be honest, he was unwilling to cooperate with the educated youth. They were all like weaklings, incapable of working and the most cunning and dishonest.

But now that Li Huan had spoken, he still had to go and take a look. He had just taken two steps when Cheng Qiao's clear and pleasant voice came from behind him:

"Li Huan, I promised my sister that I would give her a hundred yuan as a gift when she gets married."

"There are so many. Don't let others laugh at you when you can't take them out."

"I just got three hundred dollars, and I only spent fifty dollars on some dowry, so I can still afford a hundred dollars."

"Okay, it's your money, you decide."

Chen Dazhui paused for a moment, an idea growing in his mind. When he arrived at where the educated youth were working, he couldn't help but sigh. This Xu Laidie was not here to work, he was here to make trouble.

A woman like this has no looks and no butt, but she is very good at cheating and cheating. Why marry her? Are you going to worship her like an ancestor? Forget it.

But when he thought of the one hundred yuan that Cheng Qiao mentioned, his heart was moved again. After all, after working so hard in the fields for a year, after deducting his own food rations, he could only get twenty or thirty yuan.

Chen Dazhu narrowed his eyes and walked towards Xu Laidi without hesitation. He also wanted to learn from the second-rate guy and find a chance to hug this woman in his arms. Then the hundred yuan share of the money would belong to him.

In the cornfield, some people were picking corn, some were busy pulling corn carts or pushing small wheelbarrows. Xu Laidi kept yawning and looked drowsy.

Jiang Guangrong became furious when he saw Xu Laidie's lazy look. Everyone was working hard, but she seemed to be sleepy and kept hiding on the side, procrastinating and trying to be slacking off.

"Xu Laidi, you go push the cart, Han Chunmei, you come break the sticks."

The fields are crisscrossed with paths and paths, and it is difficult to push a wheelbarrow full of corn cobs. One person must push the cart and two people must pull it, so Jiang Guangrong decided to let Xu Laidi push the cart. This is a strenuous job and there is no room for delay.

Xu Laidi glanced at the wheelbarrow and wanted to refuse, but Jiang Guangrong's face was too ugly, so he could only mutter, lift the handle of the wheelbarrow, and push the cart to the threshing ground with all his strength.

Xiaoqin and Xiaoping rolled their eyes at Xu Laidi, and cooperated with each other, holding the tricycle on both sides, trying their best to keep it balanced.

After just this one push, Xu Laidi's sleepiness was completely gone, but he had no strength in his hands, he was hungry, and he couldn't sleep well at night. No one could have persisted.

You have to know that the last time I bought ten kilograms of sorghum flour from Chunhua, I ate it carefully every day, and this food had to last until the autumn harvest when it could be distributed.

Although the village chief said that he would return the centimeters to Cheng Qiao as money, she did not believe that he would starve her to death. Anyway, things would work out in the end. Before the autumn grain was distributed, she could only eat one meal a day.

So after pushing the cart once, I really didn't have any strength left. When the second cart was full, I could only discuss with Xiaoqin and her sister to let her hold the cart instead, otherwise it would waste their time.

Xiaoqin sighed. She knew about Xu Laidi's situation. Although she couldn't stand her selfishness and vicious heart, they were revolutionary comrades who slept on the same kang after all, so she should still help if she could.

So Xiaoqin pushed the tricycle loaded with corn cobs, while Xiaoping and Xu Laidi held the tricycle on both sides, trying their best to keep it balanced.

I don’t know if it was because the ground was uneven or if Xu Laidie was really out of strength, but the unicycle tilted towards Xu Laidie. No matter how hard Xiaoqin and Xiaoping tried, they couldn’t stop the unicycle from falling to one side.

Xu Laidi wanted to run, but she couldn't take a step. Xiaoqin and Xiaoping could hardly hold on any longer and they screamed, attracting everyone's attention.

Then a man rushed over like the wind, grabbed the unicycle that was about to fall, and of course held Xu Laidi in his arms.

Xu Laidi loosened his heavy hands and felt the heat coming from his back again. He couldn't help but want to turn around to see who helped him. But before he turned around, he smelled a strong odor of sweat and almost vomited.

"How are you, are you okay?"

Chen Dazhu still held the edge of the wheelbarrow tightly with both hands, and pushed Xu Laidi tightly in front of him. Feeling the changes in himself, his tone of voice became gentler.

Xu Laidi: “…%¥…”

"Let me go now."

Chen Dazhu was about to let go of his hand when he thought of the one hundred yuan share of money that Cheng Qiao mentioned. He couldn't help but hold on harder. One hundred yuan, he had to hold on.

"Xu Laidi, how are you?"

Hearing the scream, Jiang Guangrong ran over in a rage. You know, if this truckload of corn cobs and the truck hit someone, he would definitely get hurt. At that time, he would really have no chance of doing his job.

"I... let me go."

Xu Laidi was about to speak when she saw Chen Dazhui still hugging her tightly. She couldn't help but become anxious. She had to go back to the city, so how could she be okay being hugged by a peasant like this

"Dazhu, Xu Zhiqing, what are you two doing hugging each other?"

Aunt Wang was working in a field next to the educated youth. When she heard Xiaoqin and Xiaoping's screams, she hurriedly pulled the village head's wife Cuihua over. She saw Chen Dazhui hugging Xu Laidie at a glance, but ignored the pair of hands pulling the wheelbarrow.