Quick Transmigration: Underdog Turns out to be Untouchable

Chapter 1082: Chapter 992: Those Years 2

For Zhong Jun, who is used to working hard, this distance is nothing, but for these educated youths who live in the city, it’s quite a tough task.

Especially when Zhong Jun leads the way, walking very fast. This speed is tiring, and within two hours, some of the girls’ feet blistered and their legs started to ache.

One of the female educated youths, with two large braids, was the first to give in, exclaiming ”Oh my!” and stopped, refusing to go any further.

”I can’t do it anymore. I can’t walk any further. I’m really exhausted. I’ve never walked this far before at home. Comrade Zhong Jun, can I sit on the ox cart for a while? I see there’s still some vacant space on it. I really can’t go on.”

This girl’s name is Zhou Meijuan. She’s somewhat pampered, quite pretty, the epitome of a delicate beauty. If Wen Shuangshuang and the reborn girl Lin Qianqian weren’t here, Zhou Meijuan would definitely be the most beautiful.

Perhaps because she’s so pretty, Zhou Meijuan is very used to being cared for by those around her. So when she’s tired, she instinctively starts to complain, hoping for some attention from others.

However, Zhong Jun felt quite troubled. The ox cart was packed with luggage with barely any room to sit. Even if someone could squeeze in, if he let Zhou Meijuan sit, what would he do if the remaining girls also got tired and wanted to sit on the ox cart?

So Zhong Jun paused for a moment and said, ”This female comrade, please bear with it a bit longer. We’ve just started walking, and we’re only halfway where we need to be. There’s still at least half of the journey left.

If you rest now, later you’ll have to be seated on the ox cart. The cart doesn’t have much room. It’s better to walk a little longer and then wait until someone really can’t walk anymore to rest on the cart alternately. It’s still early.”

Rejected by Zhong Jun, Zhou Meijuan’s expression instantly turned dejected. She had intended to take the ox cart for the rest of the journey. She had never endured hardship at home, and suddenly having to walk such a long distance was unbearable for her.

Though Zhou Meijuan is finicky and pampered, she is not stupid. She knows that if she reveals her plan, she’ll anger the others.

She can’t bear hardship, and the situation of these educated youths isn’t much different from hers. They haven’t endured much hardship either and are all eager for the ox cart. None of them would allow Zhou Meijuan to monopolize it.

Zhou Meijuan could only grit her teeth and continue walking. After another hour, not only Zhou Meijuan but other educated youths were also extremely exhausted, their legs trembling.

Only Wen Shuangshuang, who, upon entering this reincarnated body, brought some faint power with her to improve her physical condition.

The enhancement was not much. It roughly raised her current physical strength to that of three robust men.

Thanks to the enhanced physique, Wen Shuangshuang was the one who walked the most effortlessly among the educated youths, never complaining or showing fatigue, much to Zhong Jun’s satisfaction as he secretly observed them.

It’s not that Zhong Jun had any prejudice against these educated youths; it’s just that these youths are genuinely not suited for labor.

The educated youths in the village never outperform the villagers in work, and they tend to look down on the rustic villagers as beneath them. Pooh! If you ask Zhong Jun, he’d say they may be simple farmers, but they’re deeply rooted with good backgrounds, far more noble than these youths from less reputable backgrounds.

Though there are indeed a few skilled educated youths whom they admire, they are few and far between. However, now Zhong Jun feels that Wen Shuangshuang’s demeanor, not complaining or showing fatigue, aligns perfectly with those competent educated youths.

Everyone took turns sitting in the ox cart. Finally, when they felt they couldn’t walk another step, they reached their destination, Red Hero Village.

The team leader Lin Cheng’an had already been waiting at the village entrance primarily to assign accommodation for these new educated youths.

With the educated youth point in the village already full, the newcomers couldn’t fit, so Lin Cheng’an planned to allocate them to the village households.

But where they were to stay was important. Female educated youths were best housed with families with more women, and male youths with fewer women.

Wen Shuangshuang and Zhou Meijuan, two young girls, were assigned to live at Aunt Qi’s home. Aunt Qi is a widow who married into the village, coincidentally to a family also surnamed Qi, and she gave birth to a daughter named Qi Juan, who had just turned two.

When Qi Juan was one, Aunt Qi’s husband succumbed to a sudden illness, leaving her alone to raise her young daughter with great hardship.

The handsome Bai Xiaojie and Qu Chengdong were directly assigned to Zhong Jun’s family.

Having traveled by train and trekked over five hours, the youths were utterly exhausted, each resting early after having a meal at their respective host homes.

Lin Cheng’an had already arranged beforehand that if they needed to dine with the villagers, they would remit a portion of their future work allocation as grain money.

Currency was not practical now. To put it bluntly, money is less useful than grain. People bought items using coupons — grain coupons, cloth coupons, meat coupons, and more. With coupons, one could buy things; without them, even holding vast treasures couldn’t buy anything.

So for rural people, offering food items, like grains and eggs, was how they showed courtesy to one another. If relations were closer, they’d gift grain coupons, the most practical choice.

Aunt Qi was an amiable person. People did not gain weight during this era, and Aunt Qi was equally thin but appeared gentle. Despite not being well-off, her home was tidy and clean.

Aunt Qi warmly welcomed Wen Shuangshuang and Zhou Meijuan and even took out new bedding for them. In fact, each educated youth brought their own luggage, not needing the villagers’ bedding.

Though the quilts were patched up multiple times, they were washed clean, exuding the scent of sunlight, probably aired during the day.

Though called Aunt, it was due to her husband’s family having a high standing in the village. In reality, Aunt Qi was only in her early twenties, making her just two years older than Wen Shuangshuang and Zhou Meijuan.

Aunt Qi’s daughter, Qi Juan, was small and dark, with thin, yellow hair, not looking particularly cute. She was very curious about the strangers in her home, hiding by the door, nibbling on her fingers as she peeked at Wen Shuangshuang and Zhou Meijuan.

Wen Shuangshuang fished out a piece of hard fruit candy from her pocket and placed it in Qi Juan’s hand. Wen Shuangshuang’s family treated her well, sending her off with lots of items, including this fruit candy.