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 soundly until natural awakening.

Not until the sunlight filtering through the leaky roof fell upon her eyes did she stir sleepily, turning over and opening them.

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

Rong Zhao-nan, who was sleeping on the side, is gone.

Ning Yuan suddenly woke up. She instinctively sat up and looked down at her body.

Well, I'm fine, no problem.

She rubbed her round face, "Sigh, what was she thinking"

Alright, she believed that Rong Zhaonan was a righteous and honorable man, and besides, Mr. Rong was indeed such a person.

He came from a top-notch family background. Besides, in this era, being a hooligan would get you shot.

But when she later realized that some men appear to be gentlemen, but are actually "hypocrites" and "wolves in sheep's clothing," it was already too late.

Ning Yuan got out of bed, but she found Rong Zhao Nan wasn't in the barn either. She didn't know where he had gone early this morning.

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

Ning Yuan was a person who loved cleanliness very much. When she was a young intellectual sent to the countryside, she basically took charge of most of the housework at the point's residence.

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

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

I've been eating a pack of these century-old crackers for two days now, and there aren't many left.

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

As soon as she gathered all her documents and went out, she saw Rong Zhaonan walking down the path with a basket full of grass on his back.

He was still wearing black-rimmed glasses and a patched, loose worker's outfit. His handsome face was mostly obscured.

One look at each other, he nodded. "You're up"

Ning Yuan was a little uncomfortable, so she coughed lightly: "Ahem, Doctor Rong... um, Zhao... Zhaonan, you're up early."

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

Think about it, in a few years, the name of this big shot won't be something anyone can casually call out. She has a feeling of unreality, like floating.

Hearing her stutter his name, Rong Zhaonan asked faintly, "Have you had breakfast Are you going out"

Ning Yuan smiled: "Yes, yesterday wasn't it said that we would go to the county town to get our marriage certificate today Huazig will take your place, and the village committee has already prepared the introduction letter and documents."

These days, getting a marriage certificate is just casual.

Rong Zhaonan pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose, and as if casually asked: “When will you be back”

Maybe she met the person from above not in the village, but in the county town

Ning Yuan shook her head. "Unsure, maybe I'll pick up some things on the way back"

Rong Zhaonan raised an eyebrow: "With the ill-gotten gains you got yesterday"

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

Saying that, she flicked her braid and turned to leave.

Perhaps having lived a second life, her mindset had become much younger. She was sharper in her retorts and no longer wished to be as overthinking and cautious as she was in her previous life.

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

Husband and wife...what

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

... "interesting" in this lifeless and dim existence.

......

Ning Yuan, as agreed, went straight to the village head's doorstep and knocked.

Someone answered in the courtyard.

In a short while, Lao Zibishu led out a man about thirty years old with an honest face: "Hua Zi, you drive the tractor to take the Ning Zhiqing to the county town to haul pesticides. Be careful on the road."

Huazi is the tractor driver in the village, and the old Party secretary still trusts his son to get things done.

Huazi nodded honestly: "Father, rest assured, I will get things done."

Isn't it just about spraying pesticides and taking the opportunity to help get the marriage certificate for a fellow young person sent down from the city

Ning Yuan smiled sweetly: "Hua Zi Ge, you've worked hard."

Hua Zi looked at Ning Yuan's smiling face, thinking that this girl was quite good. Why did she have to marry Rong Zhao Nan, who had been sent down to herd cattle

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

Hua Zi drove a tractor, pulling Ning Yuan along as they went "vroom vroom" to the county town. Villagers watched with some bewilderment, but didn't ask too many questions.

Ningyuan sat on the tractor, with late autumn scenery on both sides of the road.

Early autumn in the south is not cold, with still green mountains and water. A warm wind carries the scent of the fields.

The air is humid yet gentle.

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

It's not a dream, it's wonderful to be reborn!

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

More than an hour later, after arriving in the county town, Huazi remembered his father's instructions and took Ningyuan to the marriage registration office to get their marriage license.

The older sister who was in charge took a sip from her enamel mug, looked at the complete files, and glanced sideways at Ning Yuan and Huazi: "What are your names"

This was Ning Yuan's first time doing something like this, a lie of this scale. She unconsciously tightened her grip on her green canvas backpack: "Ning Yuan."

Hua Zi also said in a dry, parched voice: "Rong... Rong... Zhao Nan."

The clerk checked his ID and discovered that this "Rong Zhaonan" with a rustic air was actually a demoted official from the capital.

She frowned in disdain and slapped the table: "You, a sent-down youth, haven't reformed your thinking properly, how dare you date someone from the intellectual youth movement This is unacceptable!"

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

I don't know either!

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

She suddenly crossed her arms and placed one hand on her chest, speaking with conviction:

As a response to the call and in support of vast rural construction, I, as a knowledge youth, naturally have to set an example and actively guide the younger comrades who are sent down to transform their thoughts! This is contributing bricks and mortar to the construction of our country. Is there anything wrong with that

"Well, you're still a good person."

Huazi: “...”Yeah, he sounds pretty good.

Ning Yuan pressed both hands on the table, leaning half her body forward, staring straight at her older sister as if she were about to report her for every wrong word.

"This is me responding to the call, sacrificing myself for others, personally reforming backward elements. What do you say, isn't this spirit of sacrifice commendable!"

The office lady suddenly felt a chill run down her spine when she was stared at like that.

Ah... can self-sacrifice still be used like thisng Zhaonan suddenly handed over a skewer of grilled meat.He wore a thin white worker's vest on his upper body, and his long legs were wrapped in loose olive-green army pants, making his waist even nar...