70s Delicate Wife is Too Flirtatious, the Rough Country Man Blushes
70s Delicate Wife is Too Flirtatious, the Rough Country Man Blushes Chapter 82

Chapter 82: Huang Yingying Falls for the Trap

Huang Yingying thought to herself, as long as she was with Gu Nan, she would have money. Giving them more money to shut their mouths was also a good solution.

Once she married Gu Nan in the future and gained status and position, she could figure out a way to completely deal with Lu Xingguang. That wouldn’t be a bad idea either.

In her previous life, Huang Yingying had practically been ruined by Lu Xingguang, so naturally, she didn’t truly wish for anything good to happen to him.

She only wanted to step on Lu Xingguang and race towards Gu Nan.

Su Niannian looked at the smug expression on Huang Yingying’s face and immediately knew that this fool had fallen for the trap.

Lu Xingguang and Zhao Sulan had never had a good life, so it was only natural that they would cause trouble for Huang Yingying.

With such a hold over her, how could Huang Yingying expect to have a good life in the future?

Su Niannian enjoyed watching dogs fight.

She liked to see those who had hurt her in her previous life suffer a miserable end.

It wasn’t just Huang Yingying, Lu Xingguang, Zhao Sulan, and her stepmother Tao Chunhua, but also that brother of hers, who had not a single drop of blood relation to her.

Everyone had their own agendas along this path.

Su Niannian, however, acted as if nothing was wrong, chatting with Song Zhaodi and Aunt Zhou Dajie.

“I feel so tired, ah. I don’t even want to go to work tomorrow,” Song Zhaodi said, feeling exhausted.

She felt a dull ache in her joints.

Su Niannian thought to herself, later when she visited the Educated Youth site, she could make some malted milk for Song Zhaodi to drink, and then add some spiritual spring water into it.

Song Zhaodi had fallen victim to the narcotic smoke; it was truly an undeserved disaster.

As for Huang Yingying, after dealing with her, she planned to keep an eye on Zhao Sulan and Lu Xingguang.

The main focus, however, was to reveal everything about Lu Xingguang and Zhao Sulan’s marriage before he exposed himself.

Huang Yingying still had confidence that she could convince Lu Xingguang.

After all, compared to going to a labor camp with a tarnished reputation, marrying a wife seemed much more acceptable.

Once everyone arrived at the Educated Youth site, those who didn’t need to go to the county hospital retired to their own rooms to sleep.

“Shall we put them in their own rooms first?” Zhou Daniu asked Gu Nan, who was standing beside him.

Gu Nan was about to speak when Huang Yingying quickly interrupted.

“Let’s put them together. After all, we need to observe the situation, right? Wouldn’t it be more convenient to keep them together?”

“Put them on the same clay bed?” Zhou Daniu immediately felt uneasy.

These two had just made such a commotion, and now they were putting the two of them together? What if something happened again?

Zhou Daniu’s head shook like a rattle drum.

“Better keep them separated.”

The female Educated Youth took Zhao Sulan to the room where Su Niannian was staying.

Lu Xingguang was originally supposed to be sent to his own room, but Su Niannian said that he had a head injury and a concussion, so he needed rest.

As a result, the male Educated Youths rearranged the rooms, squeezing a few of them together, and gave Lu Xingguang a room all to himself.

It was just Lu Xingguang alone in the room.

The other male Educated Youths didn’t have any objections, since they also found the idea of sleeping in the same room as Lu Xingguang a bit repulsive.

So, Lu Xingguang was placed in the smallest room, which, despite its size, could accommodate four people with a large clay bed.

After Lu Xingguang was settled in, Su Niannian took a look around, her eyes lighting up when she saw something.

On top of Lu Xingguang’s head, she found a clot of blood.

When they were at the hospital earlier, the doctor hadn’t mentioned it, so it seemed that the doctor had been careless during the examination.

It was likely because the injury had occurred earlier in the night.

In any case, it hadn’t been detected during the examination.

That made things easier. The blood clot wasn’t small, and if it was left in the brain, it would definitely cause trouble sooner or later.

Since the hospital hadn’t noticed it, Su Niannian saw no need to say anything more.

She smiled, took his pulse, and then left.

After Su Niannian left, Liu Yang entered Lu Xingguang’s room.

There was no one watching, and that was fine. As one of the first Educated Youths to arrive, Liu Yang was essentially in charge of the group, so if he didn’t oversee things, who would?

He sat down in a chair, crossed his arms, leaned back against the chair, and planned to rest for a bit.

On the other side, after Su Niannian returned to her room, she poured two cups of warm wheat milk from the thermos.

She handed one cup to Song Zhaodi and took the other for herself, sipping it slowly.

Both cups of wheat milk contained a bit of spiritual spring water.

“You should drink it. It’s a waste for me to have it,” Song Zhaodi declined.

She felt that something like wheat milk, especially with the addition of the spring water, was too precious for her to drink.

“You’re being polite,” Su Niannian said as she handed the cup to Song Zhaodi.

Seeing Su Niannian’s serious expression, Song Zhaodi finally smiled and took the cup.

Song Zhaodi genuinely felt that Su Niannian treated her better than her own family did.

On the other side, Huang Yingying had already tucked herself into her blanket, thinking about how to talk to Lu Xingguang about the matter.

Lu Xingguang had been badly beaten, so it was clear that he had suffered. She was afraid that he might hate her and try to drag her down with him, which would cause serious trouble.

Huang Yingying believed that as long as Lu Xingguang still had a bit of rationality left, he would agree to marry Zhao Sulan. She was determined to convince him.

With that thought, Huang Yingying closed her eyes and pretended to sleep for a while. She felt even more unwell than Song Zhaodi did.

Meanwhile, Song Zhaodi happily finished her cup of milk powder, feeling a sense of comfort wash over her body.

“This milk powder really is a good thing,” Song Zhaodi murmured to Su Niannian. “Not only is it delicious, but I feel so much better now.”

Su Niannian gave a knowing smile, as if to say, See?

Within just a couple of hours, dawn arrived. Huang Yingying woke up early, heading straight to the kitchen to cook a large pot of rice porridge. But something seemed off—it had blood stains in it.

One by one, the young intellectuals woke up to wash up and prepare for the day.

“Everyone didn’t sleep well last night. I made some rice porridge this morning. Let’s all have some together,” Huang Yingying said to the young intellectuals who were heading into the kitchen to cook.

“Eh?”

“Uh… okay…”

This was the first time Huang Yingying had so generously offered to share rice porridge with others, and the young intellectuals were somewhat taken aback.

But with food available, they couldn’t refuse. After all, it was better than nothing.

The porridge was cooked just right, and the group of young intellectuals eagerly drank it.

Huang Yingying even specially brought a bowl to the room where Lu Xingguang was staying.

“Lu Xingguang, I made some rice porridge. Go ahead and have some. I’ll stay here with Lu Xingguang,” Huang Yingying said with a smile to Liu Yang.

Liu Yang glanced at the bowl of porridge in Huang Yingying’s hand, then looked at the unconscious Lu Xingguang. He nodded and murmured a thank you before leaving the room.

Huang Yingying looked at Lu Xingguang lying on the clay kang and then placed the bowl of porridge down. She gently patted Lu Xingguang on the shoulder.

Lu Xingguang furrowed his brows, feeling the pain all over his body. Huang Yingying noticed his reaction and shook him harder.

Lu Xingguang barely lifted his eyelids, and he was indeed shaken awake by Huang Yingying. As soon as his eyes opened, he felt pain everywhere, as if his bones were about to fall apart.

The pain at the back of his head was sharp, almost drilling into his skull. Having gone so long without drinking water, Lu Xingguang felt like his throat was on fire.

“Water…” he managed to utter the word with great difficulty.

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