Educated Youth in the Countryside: She is the Village's Embroidery Queen!-Chapter 215: Half Dead Is Good Enough

Yi Chichi didn’t mind and seeing his flushed face, teased, "I’ll continue next time I come over."

Wen Shi froze, suspecting he was hearing things.

He robotically turned his head to look over, incredulously asking, "Still painting?"

"Yes."

Yi Chichi nodded, speaking seriously, "It’s like you’ve been a vegetarian for years and suddenly tasted meat, finding it extremely delicious, and now you’re asked to quit and return to your vegetarian days—you wouldn’t be happy about that."

Wen Shi remained silent; this made a lot of sense.

However, "Wife, have you thought about a problem?"

"What?"

"What if we’re discovered?"

Yi Chichi looked at him like he was strange, "Can’t you hide it well? Or do you want people to see it and appraise your physique?"

This line of thinking was so peculiar, Wen Shi was left speechless.

He could only make a hasty retreat. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

"Wife, wait here, I’ll go get you some water to wash up."

Better wash up and sleep quickly, if he lets his wife continue, he’ll be the one to suffer.

Because of her husband’s lack of cooperation, the two washed up, had a brief chat in bed, and then fell asleep.

The next morning, as a blissful dream enveloped Yi Chichi, she was awakened by Wen Shi, who, after breakfast, sent her off on a train to Beijing.

In a cadre compartment with a sleeper ticket.

But it was only a hard sleeper, as sofas require a certain level, or are exclusively for foreign guests.

Even so, the conditions in hard sleepers are better than hard seats.

Moreover, in this age, to get a sleeper, one either needed a position or connections.

If you had neither, sorry, even money wouldn’t buy you a ticket.

The hard sleeper wasn’t as nice as the soft one, but better than a hard seat, and Yi Chichi was quite satisfied with it.

"Did Brother Monkey pull some strings?!"

"No."

Wen Shi smiled, "Monkey’s family has someone in the railway department."

Implying: it was an internal channel.

She murmured an "Oh" and urged, "You go back quickly, I’ll telegraph you when I arrive."

"Don’t forget the letter either."

Wen Shi reminded her, Yi Chichi nodded, but he still wasn’t assured, switching into full nagging mode.

"If you’re hungry, go eat in the dining car, don’t be stingy with spending money; if there’s a special situation, don’t handle it yourself, find the attendants; and..."

He went on and on, leaving Yi Chichi helpless. Just how worried was he about her?

But she listened obediently, knowing that arguing wasn’t wise at times like these; men’s stubbornness can be pretty daunting.

Finally, he finished talking.

The couple exchanged glances.

A young man in the same compartment, wearing a white shirt, navy blue pants, and cap-toed leather shoes, felt a strange atmosphere.

He pondered if he should stand up and leave.

Just as he was about to, he heard Wen Shi say, "Wife, travel safely."

"I got it."

"Don’t do anything reckless."

"Sure."

"If there’s an emergency, you’re allowed to use special means, but there’s one thing—don’t kill anyone."

"Half-dead is fine?"

"As long as they’re incapacitated."

"Noted."

Their conversation was smooth and natural, but the content scared the young man into trembling.

Yet he was also quite bold, and almost as soon as Yi Chichi spoke, he raised his hand, shakily like a grade-schooler, asking, "Excuse me, comrade, are you in the PLA?"

Wen Shi turned to look at him, "Doesn’t it seem like it?"

"It does."

At least his demeanor, stance, and movement were not far from his father’s.

But as for the conversation’s content, "Don’t you think your conversation was odd?"

He gently reminded.

Wen Shi chuckled, "Comrade, you misunderstood, we were talking about dealing with spy traffickers and the like."

The young man, "...Spy traffickers?"

"Yes."

He looked from Yi Chichi to Wen Shi, "Are you sure your wife has actually encountered spies and traffickers and could handle them?"

Half-dead and incapacitated? That’s not how you boast, brother.

He didn’t say it, but his expression betrayed his thoughts.

Could Wen Shi reveal Yi Chichi had caught a spy single-handedly, and through this spy, unearthed a network?

Definitely not.

Hence, he could only deflect, "My wife has self-defense abilities."

He didn’t specify what kind; the young man didn’t ask.

As there were still twenty minutes until departure, the three sat together and chatted.

The young man introduced himself as Tu Xiao, 22 years old, a Yangcheng local, working as a technician at the Yangcheng Machinery Factory, traveling to Beijing for work purposes.

Hearing Yi Chichi’s destination was also Beijing, he remarked, "That’s excellent, we can look out for each other."

"Sure."

Wen Shi agreed on behalf of Yi Chichi, then turned to instruct her, "Wife, keep an eye on him, in case he gets tricked and sold."

The kid seemed more like a researcher, naive in social dealings, unable to keep his mouth shut, spilling everything out.

Just from this brief chat, he’d nearly dug out Tu Xiao’s entire family background.

Far too defenseless.

Luckily, he wasn’t his kid, or he’d be fuming.

Yi Chichi nodded, "I will."

Tu Xiao wasn’t having it, feeling underestimated.

"I’m actually smart."

The couple looked at him, their faces showing they hadn’t realized.

He sighed, "I’m really not stupid, I just get a bit dumbfounded seeing Mr. Wen is in the PLA."

Wen Shi, hearing this, patted him on the shoulder, advising earnestly, "Brother Tu, remember this when traveling: Always be cautious of others."

"Don’t be harmful."

He smoothly replied, then realized his mistake and awkwardly laughed, "Slipped out."

His words did flow easily, but the couple said nothing further.

For the attendant started announcing the train was about to depart.

Wen Shi stood up, once again reminding Yi Chichi, "Don’t forget to telegraph me when you arrive."

"I will."

"If it’s convenient in Beijing, send one too, if not, forget it."

"Okay."

Then he exited the train, the door slowly closing, the train starting to move amid the sharp whistle.

Wen Shi stood on the platform, watching the train fade into the distance before turning away.

Meanwhile, Yi Chichi and Tu Xiao were joined by a male and female youth pair.

"You, move."

The girl in a dress with braided pigtails, targeted Yi Chichi’s seat, bluntly asking her to get up.

Yi Chichi wondered if she seemed like an easy target?

"This is my seat."

"Let’s swap."

She said assertively, even trying to pull Yi Chichi out of the way.

Yi Chichi wasn’t having it, raising her hand to swat the girl’s hand away.

A slap echoed, and the smacked young woman was stunned.

"You hit me?"

She couldn’t believe it, eyes wide like saucers.

Yi Chichi remained expressionless, "If you can’t speak properly, keep quiet. Who hit you? If I really wanted to, you’d already be down."

"Jun, help me beat her up."

She turned to the young man, looking aggrieved.