轉碼失敗！請您使用右上換源切換源站閱讀或者直接前往源網站進行閱讀！Ning Yuan thought she would sleep restlessly, but that night, she slept until she woke up naturally.

Only when sunlight streamed through the leaky roof and fell into her eyes did she stir, turning over sleepily and opening her eyes.

The next moment, she saw the empty bed beside her, with only a neatly folded thin blanket.

Rung Zhaonan, who was sleeping on the side, had gone somewhere.

Ning Yuan suddenly woke up. She subconsciously sat up and looked down at herself.

Well, I'm fine, no problem.

She rubbed her chubby little face, "Ah, what was I thinking about"

Okay, she believed that Rong Zhaonan was a righteous and upright person. Besides, Mr. Rong really was like that.

He came from a distinguished family. Besides, in this era, being a thug would get you shot.

But when she later realized that some men appear to be gentlemen, but are actually "hypocritical" and "clothed in animalistic savagery," it was already too late.

Ning Yuan got out of bed, but found Rong Zhao Nan wasn't in the cow shed either. She had no idea where he had gone early this morning.

"Strange..." she muttered, starting to tidy herself and her room.

Ning Yuan was an extremely clean and tidy person. When she lived in the countryside as a youth, she took care of most of the housework for the collective household.

After tidying up, she took out the cookies to have for breakfast.

Ning Yuan wasn't sure if Rong Zhaonan had eaten breakfast. She herself had eaten a few pieces for breakfast and left four or five biscuits on the table for Rong Zhaonan.

I finished off a whole package of millennium crackers over two days. There aren't many left now.

Ning Yuan didn't feel sorry at all. Good things should be used on herself and those who deserve it, it's better than giving them to someone like Tang Zhenzhen.

As she gathered her things to leave, she saw Rong Zhaonan coming down the path with a basket full of grass on his back.

He was still wearing his black-framed glasses, dressed in a patched and loose worker's outfit. His handsome face was mostly hidden.

One person took a picture of the other and nodded: "Did you wake up"

Ning Yuan was a little awkward, and she lightly coughed: "Ahem, Dr. Rong... um, Zhao... Zhaonan, you woke up early."

Although it was embarrassing enough to make her toes curl, she now had to get used to calling him by his name so intimately.

Thinking about it, in a few years, this big shot's name won't be something anyone can shout out casually. She has a surreal, floating feeling of disbelief.

Hearing her stammer his name, Rong Zhaonan asked faintly, "Did you eat breakfast Are you going out"

Ning Yuan smiled: "That's right, we agreed yesterday that you would go to the county town to get your marriage license today. Huazige will take your place. The village committee has already prepared the introduction letter and documents."

These days, getting a marriage certificate is just a matter of convenience.

Rong Zhaonan pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose and asked casually, "When will you be back"

Maybe her meeting point with the upstream contact wasn't in the village, but in the county town

Ning Yuan shook her head. "I'm not sure, maybe I'll buy some things to bring back"

Rong Zhaonan raised an eyebrow. "With the ill-gotten gains you acquired yesterday"

Ning Yuan let out a light hum: "Yes, I'll use the ill-gotten gains I got yesterday to buy things. We're husband and wife, so if I used ill-gotten gains, it's as if you used them too!"

As she spoke, she flicked her braid and turned away.

Perhaps having lived a second life, her mindset had become much younger. She was quick-witted and didn't hesitate to speak her mind, unlike her past self who was always overthinking and cautious.

Looking at Ning Yuan's slender and graceful back, Rong Zhaonan fell silent, his eyes cold and dark.

Husband and wife...

He never expected that he would suddenly have another little spy as his wife.

... "interesting" in this silent, dim life.

......

Ning Yuan went straight to the village head's door and knocked as promised.

Someone answered in the courtyard.

In a moment, Lao Zhishu led out a man about thirty years old with an honest face: "Huazi, you drive the tractor to take the Ningshi youths to the county town to transport pesticides. Be careful on the road."

Hua Zi is the tractor driver in the village. The old Party Secretary still trusts his son to get things done.

Hua Zi nodded honestly: “Father, don’t worry, I will take care of it.”

Isn't it just about spraying pesticides and incidentally helping the partner of a young educated youth get their marriage certificate

Ning Yuan smiled sweetly: "Huozi ge, you've worked hard."

Hua Zi watched Ning Yuan's smiling face and thought to herself that this girl was really good, how could she be marrying Rong Zhao Nan who was sent down to herd cattle

But he was an introvert and didn't like to gossip, so he just nodded: "It's nothing, I'll go start the tractor."

Huazi was pulling Ningyuan in a tractor, vroom vroom, as they drove to the county town. The villagers watched with some bewilderment, but didn't ask too many questions.

Ning Yuan sat on the tractor, with a beautiful late autumn scenery on both sides of the road.

Early autumn in the south is not cold, with green mountains and green waters still intact. A warm wind blows, carrying the fragrance of the fields.

The air is humid and gentle.

The wind blew away the dust of past entanglements in Ning Yuan's heart, and she once again clearly realized—

Everything is not a dream, it's so good to be reborn!

Listening to the tractor chugging forward, she closed her eyes, letting the wind blow across her face, and smiled faintly, with a hint of melancholy.

After more than an hour, when they arrived in the county town, Huazi remembered his father's instructions and first took Ningyuan to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get their marriage license.

The older woman who handled business took a sip from her enamel water cup, glanced at the complete documents, and squinted at Ning Yuan and Huazi: "What are your names"

This was Ning Yuan's first time doing something like this, deceiving people to such an extent. She instinctively tightened her grip on her green canvas backpack: "Ning Yuan."

Hua Zi also said in a dry tone: “Rong...Rong...Zhao Nan.”

The clerk checked his ID and discovered that this "Rong Zhaonan" with a distinctly rustic air was actually a down-to-earth cadre from Beijing.

She immediately frowned in disdain and slammed her fist on the table: "You, a sent-down youth, aren't supposed to be thinking about romance! How can you even think of dating a student from the city This is simply unacceptable!"

Huazi started to sweat and panic: "... "

I don't know either!

Ning Yuan caught sight of the poster on the wall and had an idea.

She suddenly crossed her arms on her waist, and with the other hand she pressed it to her chest, saying in a righteous tone:

As a response to the call, as a knowledge youth who supports the construction of rural areas, I should certainly lead by example and actively guide the younger comrades sent down to transform their thinking! This is contributing bricks and mortar to the construction of our country, isn't it right

"Well, you still seem to be a good person."

Hua Zi: "...." Yeah, it sounds like the person is pretty good.

Ning Yuan pressed her hands against the table, leaning half her body forward, staring intently at her elder sister as if she were about to report any wrong word spoken.

"This is me answering the call, putting myself aside for others, personally reforming backward elements. What do you say, isn't this spirit of sacrifice and dedication commendable!"

The receptionist was suddenly made uncomfortable by her gaze.

Ah...... Can self-sacrifice still be used like thist him, her head resting on his shoulder as she slept.Long braids, round cheeks softly resting against his shoulder, lips soft and moist, like a rabbit that poses no threat.His gaze was deep, and for s...