CHAPTER 88: CHAPTER 83 JIANG XIAOXIAO, WE ARE NOT DONE

Jiang Xiaoxiao leaned exhaustedly against the chair, surrounded by people.

Jia Shu sat beside her, while Song Moting was on the other side.

He Aiguo sat next to Jia Shu.

People were scattered all around, with luggage piled up on the ground.

Many were wiping away tears, chewing on their dry rations.

After this ordeal, everyone suddenly cherished life much more.

Before, they only knew that going to the farm meant going to the countryside to work the fields.

It was hard work, tiring and exhausting, with little to eat or drink.

But who knew that here, there was not only this, but also life-threatening dangers.

Who could say that after this journey to the countryside, they might never see their parents again?

This feeling made the young intellectuals, who came here full of excitement for contributing to national and rural construction, feel their enthusiasm utterly extinguished.

It was a real wake-up call.

Jiang Xiaoxiao glanced at the sky.

All this commotion had lasted until well past midnight.

Even if the production team rushed to pick them up by cart, they’d probably have to wait until dawn.

Otherwise, traveling in the dark would be dangerous.

They were certainly going to stay in this hospital tonight.

The hospital specifically cleared out a former warehouse next door, letting everyone stay here for the night.

But a warehouse was just that, a warehouse.

Besides the straw and broken boards, there was nothing else.

The nighttime temperature here had already gotten very cold, and after going through the intense fight earlier, they didn’t feel it.

But now sitting down, they began feeling chilled all over.

Truly both cold and hungry.

Jiang Xiaoxiao took out her lunchbox.

The dry food her mother had packed for her had long gone cold, but having food was better than nothing.

She opened the lunchbox, handed one box to He Aiguo and Jia Shu, and passed the egg cake to Song Moting.

They probably didn’t have much to eat on them, as everyone thought they’d be able to reach the production team directly after getting off the train, underestimating the long and arduous journey ahead.

If she hadn’t traveled this route once before, she wouldn’t have been so well prepared.

Of course, she also had to thank her mom.

Afraid her daughter would go hungry, she packed everything thoroughly.

Song Moting was really hungry.

The little bit his uncle and aunt had given him was shared out among his scoundrel friends as soon as he boarded the train.

He could see the few "hungry wolves" beside him eyeing the egg cake in his hand.

Jiang Xiaoxiao noticed too.

She sighed.

Seems like everyone helped out earlier.

Might as well be generous.

Anyway, she didn’t have much left, so she took out the remaining wheat cakes and egg pickles in her pocket and shared them with everyone.

That included Song Moting’s buddies.

She saw those few at the verge of rushing up to devour Song Moting.

As for others, she couldn’t help them.

Sometimes a good heart might not be rewarded.

It’s best to take care of oneself first.

In her past life, she’d encountered quite a few ingrates.

In this world, being enemies isn’t the only reason people might harm you.

Some people just want to step on you.

Among these people, you shouldn’t be the least or most privileged; those are the ones people tend to pick on.

She’d focus on just a few people.

Song Moting was one of them.

Just for how much he had cared for her on this journey, she felt he was a good person.

Song Moting genuinely helped others without concerning himself with gain or loss; he was honest, enthusiastic, and also exceptionally handsome, something Jiang Xiaoxiao valued highly.

Anyway, they were friends.

Song Moting had helped her, so it was only right for her to repay him.

Jiang Xiaoxiao’s friends should naturally get good treatment.

She then took some peaches out from her backpack’s hiding spot, giving one to each person.

She found that the second batch of peaches was noticeably less impactful than the first.

After eating the second batch, those black stains still appeared but not as frightening as before.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t have dared to let He Aiguo eat one on the train earlier.

That would’ve scared everyone to death.

Especially when a few people saw those peaches; they were practically howling.

"You’re Jiang Xiaoxiao, right? One look and I can tell you’re pretty and kind-hearted. Don’t worry, as a friend of Song Moting, you’re a friend of ours. If you face any trouble at the production team, just come to us. We brothers will definitely help. If anyone bullies you, just shout."

This was a genuine connection.

Saying this was Gu Dali, who had fought alongside Song Moting earlier.

This person was strong and sturdy, clearly a robust man.

Always the first when it came to eating.

"Exactly! Jiang Xiaoxiao, if you need anything, just ask us brothers. We grew up with Song Moting. Since you’re his friend, you’re our friend too. We trust your character, and for how brave you were on the train today, standing up to a wolf, we all admire you."

Even while eating, they couldn’t stop praising her, trying hard to make friends.

This season, being able to take out peaches to share was rare.

Jiang Xiaoxiao smiled, chatting happily with everyone.

In her past life, she had no friends.

Primarily because she resented and despised the world, always feeling life was unfair.

She carried a constant air of melancholy.

Believing herself to be from a privileged family, she was distant from others.

Over time.

No one wanted to make an effort without reciprocity.

It’s not like anyone can’t live without you.

Moreover, Jiang Xiaoxiao was raised spoiled by the Jiang family, making her journey to the countryside a disaster.

Everyone pretty much hated her.

This time, she decided to be the best version of herself, starting fresh.

Now, at least, she had a few good friends.

Jia Shu was a lifelong friend, He Aiguo, her brother’s friend, became hers too, and she gained Song Moting and his friends.

For a while, their group was the liveliest.

Seeing them, others were secretly dissatisfied, envious, even jealous.

Everyone was hungry.

Only their group was eating merrily, wasn’t it infuriating?

Fang Ran glanced at Jiang Xiaoxiao, and her jealousy was palpable.

This Jiang Xiaoxiao had some serious issues.

In these times, every family was poor and lacked food.

Yet she acted like a distributor of fortune with her food.

The problem was, if you’re sharing wealth, have us all partake.

She sat right in front of Jiang Xiaoxiao, yet it was like she didn’t notice her at all.

Not even a polite offer.

Such arrogance.

Fang Ran swallowed and leaned toward Liu Ge, whispering softly.

"That Jiang Xiaoxiao must be crazy; I suspect she’s a capitalist’s daughter. We should stay away from her, and I need to report this to the captain to prevent anyone from infiltrating our revolutionary ranks."

This was labeling her.

Liu Ge sighed; his friend really was petty.

"Stay out of trouble; the young intellectuals sent to the countryside have all passed political checks. Do you think the streets are for show? Don’t bring yourself unnecessary trouble."

Anyone with clear eyes could see what was going on.

Besides, Jiang Xiaoxiao’s earlier performance was outstanding.

She was already regarded as a proactive figure by the captain.

If Fang Ran really went, the captain might think she had ulterior motives.

Fang Ran grumbled even more.

The laughter around was piercing to her ears, yet there was nothing she could do.

Jiang Xiaoxiao, this isn’t over.

Unknowing to herself, Jiang Xiaoxiao had already incited hatred from someone.

Even if she knew, she wouldn’t care.