MTL - I Became the Favorite of Big Bosses-Chapter 45 Wei Zhiqing

Chapter 45 Wei Zhiqing

The next morning, Wei Lan quickly applied ointment to the mosquito bites, took out his clothes and changed them. After washing, he took the receipt and went out.

The clothes she brought with her were only four sets including those she wore on the day she went to the countryside, two sets of skirts and two sets of trousers.

What she is wearing today is what she matched herself. The upper body is a light green shirt with jasmine embroidered on the collar, and the lower body is an emerald green of the same color but several sizes darker. The whole outfit is refreshing and elegant.

Green is a very attractive color. Some people’s skin looks yellowish and black when wearing it, while some people look whiter when wearing it. Wei Lan belongs to the latter group.

She wanted to leave a good impression on Grandma Gu, but after thinking about it, there were only so many clothes and shoes, and she really couldn't choose anything.

Wei Lan took the receipt and went out. The door to the male educated youth's room just opened. Yu Tingyi rubbed his eyes and looked outside the courtyard door in disbelief. After a while, he turned back and muttered to the room, "Hey Fan Zhu, what do you mean about Wei educated youth?" Where are you going this morning?"

Fan Zuo put on a shirt and came out to wash up with an enamel basin. “Where else can I go except to work?”

Yu Tingyi asked, "Who wears a skirt to work? Although Wei Zhiqing looks pretty in it, but..."

"Okay, stop meddling in other people's affairs, wash up quickly, and help deliver the millet to the commune later." Fan Zhuo urged, Yu Tingyi remembered the business and stopped asking, went back to the house to get his own enamel jar and squatted down. Next to Fan Zhuan, he brushed his teeth.

The brigade has to hand over public rations every year. In fact, the day for handing over the rations has not yet come, but Li Hong feels that it will be handed over sooner or later anyway. Instead of leaving the brigade and having people guard it in fear every day, it is better to send it up.

Therefore, the two rice fields of the brigade started working early in the morning. They first loaded and weighed the sacks, and then stacked the sacks one by one. They waited for the bullock cart to come and loaded them directly onto the cart.

East Rice Field is in the center of the brigade, and West Rice Field is very close to Gu’s house. When Wei Lan went to Gu’s house, she met several young men walking to the rice field carrying poles on the path in front of Gu’s house.

Most of these young men have heard that there are educated youths in the team, but they have never seen anyone. A few have seen female educated youths and have privately boasted to others about how fair and beautiful the female educated youths are, and how they talk. Wen Chuchen's voice is also nice, but after all, they have never seen it and can't imagine it.

At this moment, seeing a girl who looked just like the girl who walked out of the painting, the young men couldn't walk immediately and stood there blankly. Someone spoke first: "Wei Zhiqing!"

Wei Lan raised his head and smiled lightly at several people, "Good morning."

Her skin is translucent, and her dark and bright eyes are like stars. When she smiles, her small pink lips are slightly raised, and in an instant, smiling dimples appear on her cheeks.

A group of young men and women all covered their chests, as if their hearts would beat out of their chests if they moved a little slower.

One person forgot to hold a pole in his hand. As soon as he raised his hand, the pole hit another person next to him on the head. The person suddenly screamed in pain, "Hey, Jiangdang, what's wrong with you? It hurts." Kill me!"

"Yes, I'm sorry!" Li Jiandang reacted and immediately apologized. Thinking that he had made a fool of himself in front of the girl's house, his dark cheeks became darker and redder.

Others also came to their senses, rubbed the back of their heads, and shouted sheepishly: "Wei, Wei Zhiqing!"

Wei Lan nodded and looked back and forth. At this moment, she just wanted to laugh. When she came back from Team 8 that day, Song Qi said that she had not yet realized how honest the members were. She only realized it now when she saw these young men of seventeen or eighteen years old.

 Not only honest, but also innocent.

 (End of this chapter)