Quick Transmigration: Underdog Turns out to be Untouchable

Chapter 1095: Chapter 1005: Those Years / 15

Actually, Wen Shuangshuang can understand a bit of Lin Qianqian’s thinking, it’s just a petty mindset, always worrying that others will steal her man, needing to keep an eye on him at all times to feel secure.

For Wen Shuangshuang, whether it’s Qu Chengdong or Bai Xiaojie, she’s not interested in either, and Wen Shuangshuang can’t understand Lin Qianqian’s mentality of having been reborn once, not striving to reach the peak herself, but rather finding a man and relying on him to live a good life.

Rebirth is such a great opportunity, with so many years of advanced vision, even if you don’t remember anything special, just living one more life than others allows you to live brilliantly; there’s no need to become a man’s appendage after being reborn.

As for Lin Qianqian’s intention to get close to Sheng Zongze, the reason is quite obvious. Lin Qianqian is reborn, and her character is such that she won’t act unless there’s a benefit. She wants to get close because it’s clear that Sheng Zongze must be a winner in life in the future; he might even become a military officer when he joins the army.

Lin Qianqian knows Sheng Zongze’s future career path and how successful he will be, so she’s probably trying to latch on early, just like she knows Qu Chengdong is a good man and seized him first in this life with the same mentality.

Although she knows in her heart, Wen Shuangshuang can’t tell Sheng Zongze her suspicions, she can only listen to Sheng Zongze making all sorts of unreliable guesses whether Lin Qianqian is mentally ill.

Wen Shuangshuang found it very amusing, wondering what Lin Qianqian would think if she knew the golden ticket she wanted to cling to thought she was crazy.

When Wen Shuangshuang first met Sheng Zongze, she thought he was a silent, cold-hearted ice prince, but it turned out he’s someone with a wild imagination, and although he doesn’t talk much, he’s definitely not at the level of being an ice prince.

While chatting, everyone soon reached the riverbank. The water level had dropped; the riverbed was exposed in a large area. When Wen Shuangshuang went down to fetch water, she saw a few fish swimming by and casually caught them.

Coincidentally, the team leader Lin Cheng’an had decided that to save time from cooking separately at home, everyone should eat from the communal pot, so they could spend more time fetching water from the river.

Wen Shuangshuang decided to hand over the fish to the grandmothers responsible for cooking, asking them to make a pot of fish soup. Even if it’s a small amount of fish soup, it’s better than nothing.

Since the fish wasn’t just for her to enjoy alone, Wen Shuangshuang openly carried the fish back.

When Wen Shuangshuang handed the fish to the grandmothers, many people around snuck peeks, and several couldn’t help but swallow, knowing that this fish would be for everyone at lunch. Their eyes were filled with anticipation.

Though there was a drought in the fields, watering couldn’t be done indiscriminately. Watering during the hot sun was absolutely forbidden; it had to be done in the cooler early morning or evening.

The water fetched now was stored in a cemented pool at the edge of the fields, built specifically to store water for irrigation during droughts.

Since watering couldn’t be done yet, everyone brought water back from the river repeatedly, first filling this storage pool so that irrigation could proceed slowly.

After who knows how many trips, they barely managed to fill the pool’s bottom layer; it was still a long way from being full.

At lunchtime, everyone got a bowl of fish soup. The fish had boiled down to nothing, leaving only milky-white soup. The fish soup was limited, with only one bowl per person.

Some, not wanting to consume it themselves, left the fish soup for the younger and older family members, while others drank it themselves. A bowl of fish soup made them hungrier.

After lunch, everyone’s spirits lifted. After a short rest, they continued to drive the ox carts to the river to fetch water.

This work didn’t feel tiring at first, but after several rounds, it started to feel exhausting. Especially with the repetitive bending to fetch water, after a long time, one’s back would start to ache terribly.

Everyone worked together all day and only managed to fill half of the large water pool, and as dusk fell, the temperature also cooled, it was time to water the fields.

Lin Cheng’an had already prepared dinner, and once again, everyone ate from the communal pot. After eating, they energetically went to work because the harvest wouldn’t wait; they needed to get the water on the fields promptly.

After a day’s work of fetching and watering, it felt like their backs would soon break. Even with the best physical condition, Wen Shuangshuang felt her back aching, much less the others.

Aunt Qi, holding her back, felt as though her back wasn’t her own anymore. She had Qi Juan tied to a tree all day; at this point, she couldn’t hold her anymore; her back hurt too much to muster any strength.

Seeing Aunt Qi struggling, Wen Shuangshuang kindly stepped forward to pick up Qi Juan. Aunt Qi gratefully thanked her, ”If it weren’t for your help, Shuangshuang, I would be miserable today. I’m so tired, it’s almost like the fall harvest.”

After several consecutive days of work, Wen Shuangshuang felt even more skeletal, almost like skin and bones. There were no fat people in these times.

After seven or eight days of non-stop watering and fetching, it finally looked like rain, with the sky turning overcast. Lin Cheng’an finally instructed everyone to rest and see if it would rain.

Fortunately, rain fell soon after. The continuous drizzling over two days refilled the riverbed, whose water level had greatly dropped due to the previous water shortage.

This rain made everyone extremely happy; their crops were safe, and they no longer had to exert themselves fetching water daily.

After two continuous days of rain, the clouds scattered, and there was no longer a water shortage, leaving everyone with free time.

Just in time for the town’s weekly market fair, where most people from nearby production teams would come to buy items and take a leisurely stroll as if on a casual outing.

Wen Shuangshuang also planned to have some fun, having gotten a bit bored staying in the village for so long. Though the town couldn’t compare to a city, it was at least livelier than the village.

Wen Shuangshuang was pondering whether she could find a place in the town that sold spices since Aunt Qi’s cooking was quite crude.

Oil was spun around the pot once, and the excess was poured back out. Water, vegetables, and salt were added, and everything was stewed together. The resulting dish tasted as expected, as pig feed would taste, the same goes for how this dish turned out.

It was only when Wen Shuangshuang took on the role of chef that they managed to use ginger, onion, and garlic for seasoning. Although most dishes were adequately flavored with ginger, onion, and garlic,

there were still many dishes that needed more than those three spices. Wen Shuangshuang was now searching for spices needed to make beef noodles.

The first time Wen Shuangshuang ate beef noodles was when her good friend Chang Ge made it for her. Ever since tasting it, Wen Shuangshuang couldn’t stop thinking about it.