Rebirth in Famine: She Thrives by Lucky Space-Chapter 931: Guest

Yang Zhongyi was a bit surprised, looking at the person about the same age as himself. He didn’t expect him to have such abilities; truly there are always people better than you.

"I’ve figured out your intentions, kid. Xiao Wei has noticed too, but he didn’t say anything because you haven’t crossed the line.

Your family has influence, but others aren’t scared of you."

"Brother Han, I’ve truly fallen for that girl," Yang Zhongyi quickly explained.

"It’s not enough for you to like her; she has to like you too. I have a little understanding of her family’s situation. Her dad is the secretary at the distillery, but has a good relationship with Xiao Jiang. They came here thanks to Xiao Jiang pulling some strings.

You witnessed it; although they aren’t educated youth from this village, they can live here for a few months.

It’s not something to be taken lightly. If connections weren’t good, or if Xiao Wei and Xiao Jiang didn’t hold influence here, it wouldn’t be possible."

"Brother Han, I’m sincere, without any ulterior motives."

"Then it’s best you discuss it with your family, to avoid any unpleasantness later. Besides, I see that girl isn’t really interested in you either."

"She’s still young, I’ll wait."

"As long as you know what’s going on, that’s all I can say."

Hearing the car sounds from outside, Han Xiangjun stood up, "Let’s go, it’s time to eat. Their family’s food might even be better than your old man’s."

"That good?"

"Why not try it out yourself?"

The two of them came out right in time to see Old Yang helping Zhao Xiaoli out of the car.

Yang Zhongyi looked at Old Yang; he seemed just ordinary, yet something felt different?

"Did you two go for a ride?" Han Xiangjun complained about Old Yang’s late return, smelling the delicious aroma as he was already hungry.

"None of your business!" Old Yang shot a glance at Han Xiangjun, this troublemaking fellow.

"Alright, hurry and wash up, time for food." Wei Kaiyun sighed, knowing these two would argue whenever they’re together.

Lunch was exceptionally lavish; rice, buns with three-flavor stuffing, dishes like fish-flavored shredded pork, potato slices fried with meat, sour cabbage and frozen tofu, cellophane noodles, along with three small pots of canned peaches, a pot of canned red fruit, pig’s head meat, pig heart, pig liver, and steamed intestines.

In any event, it was a full table. This time there was separation by gender, but everyone dined in the wing rooms.

"Xiao Yang, do you drink? Homemade sorghum liquor."

"Brother Wei, I don’t drink." With such a feast, it’s truly a pity not to drink, but it’s his first time here, so better to remain reserved.

Old Yang, Han Xiangjun, and Shang Zhenkun each took two shots, not too much.

"Xiao Yang, and this little comrade, don’t hold back; we’re all family here. Feel free," Wei Kaiyun said with a smile.

He didn’t drink, although he could easily handle a pound before, now he avoids drinking lightly.

"Brother Wei, no need for formalities. I’ll treat it as being at home."

Originally, Yang Zhongyi didn’t like innards, but this time was different—the aroma was too enticing. After trying a bite of pig liver, his eyes squinted in delight. Delicious, no odor or off taste, really tasty, hence he started eating quicker.

Seeing everyone going for the steamed intestines, he tried them too. Fragrant, incredibly fragrant, even tastier than stewed meat.

Involuntarily, he ate more than expected. The young soldier beside him was also busy with his chopsticks; luckily, there were plenty of dishes prepared.

The fish-flavored shredded pork was what Yang Zhongyi ate the most of, though not authentic, it was really delicious—sweet, spicy, fragrant.

The women and children finished their table first. Because there were guests this time, they didn’t feel right bringing over the leftovers.

Han Xiangjun noticed Du Fengying, "Sister-in-law, do you still have intestines on your table? If you do, bring them over. I haven’t had enough yet."

"Yes, and there’s pig liver too."

"Bring both please."

Yang Zhongyi noticed how straightforward Han Xiangjun was, suggesting their relationship must be particularly close to act so naturally.

After the meal, everyone sat in the main room to drink tea and chat.

Yang Zhongyi casually chatted with Guodong.

"How are you adapting since coming here?"

"Not bad, life isn’t too hard, just a bit exhausting, but it’s nothing serious."

"Despite your young age, haven’t you thought about enlisting?"

Guodong paused, he really hadn’t considered it. Yet, what boy doesn’t dream of being a soldier? Defending the nation is innate in men.

"We’ve already come as educated youth, there is no place for us in the army. Plus, I’m not old enough."

"If you want, I can try to ask around for you."

Guodong smiled happily but then frowned, "Better not, if I enlist, what about my sister? Leaving her alone here worries me; I’d rather stay with her."

"There are female soldiers too."

"Female soldiers?"

"Of course, what’s your education level?"

"I have a middle school diploma, currently self-studying high school subjects."

"Nice, if you’re interested, I can give it a try for you, though there are no guarantees." Yang Zhongyi didn’t overpromise.

Guodong excitedly stood up, "I can’t make such a decision on my own, I’ll go ask my sister. What do female soldiers do?"

"Medical personnel, entertainment troops."

"Let me go check with my sister."

Old Yang, Han Xiangjun, Wei Kaiyun were listening from the side without interrupting; this concerned the youngsters’ future, letting them decide.

After Guodong left, Han Xiangjun gave Yang Zhongyi a knowing look and a smile; this kid’s approach, though viable, involves risks, unlike the safety of being educated youth here.

Bursting with excitement, Guodong entered his sister’s room, who was reading a book.

"Jing Chu, Yang Zhongyi said we can enlist."

Jing Chu put down her book, "Brother, do you want to be a soldier?"

"Yeah, I want to go. He mentioned you could too, female soldiers like medical personnel or entertainment troops."

Jing Chu saw her brother’s excitement, "But that’s very dangerous."

"What’s safe anyway?"

"Alright then, I’ll go ask about it with you, but we need Dad’s approval. Also, I don’t want to be a soldier; I want to go to university."

"But there’s currently no way to apply for college, right?"

"Then we wait; Aunt Jiang says there’ll be opportunities."

Guodong also calmed down, "If you’re not going, neither am I."

"You want to go, we’ll ask thoroughly and consult Dad as well.

Think about it, even if we both enlist, we wouldn’t be together."

"Not going either. I’ll wait and take the college exam." Whatever the case, if his sister doesn’t go, neither will he. Plus, Jing Chu’s right; even joining the army wouldn’t mean staying together, still unable to look after her.

He couldn’t leave his sister alone, as she pointed out, not enlisting still offers the university path.

And Dad likely wouldn’t agree, fearing for their safety, otherwise he wouldn’t have sent them away at the first sign of trouble.