Back to 1992, slingshot hunting skill points!

Lin Chuan is now a celebrity in the village, especially after he was admitted to the top high school. He's definitely someone else's perfect child.

It wasn't surprising that Yang Xiaoling recognized him. The two teams weren't far apart, and they had seen each other before, though they had never spoken.

Lin Chuan looked Yang Xiaoling up and down. At over 1.6 meters tall, she was considered very tall in the countryside, but she was a bit thin.

But he's quite plump in the right places, and his round face is slightly tanned from working in the fields.

There were a few reddish pimples on his face, and a large blister at the corner of his mouth.

At first glance, it's not particularly striking, but upon closer inspection, it's actually quite pleasing to the eye. If you take care of it and improve your skin's condition, then…

"What's wrong?"

Yang Xiaoling felt a little embarrassed by Lin Chuan's gaze, and turned her head to the other side after speaking.

Lin Chuan couldn't very well say he was looking for a wife, or he'd be kicked out.

His eyes lit up when he thought of Sun Cai: "I'm here to get an injection."

"Oh, he's giving my dad an injection. You can wait a bit."

After Yang Xiaoling finished speaking, she took a chair from under the eaves and handed it to Lin Chuan. Lin Chuan took the chair and saw that Yang Xiaoling was about to go inside, so he felt a little anxious.

That won't do. We haven't talked about anything yet; we can't let her leave like this.

"Uh, I'm a little thirsty, could you get me a glass of water?"

"Um."

Yang Xiaoling went inside and poured Lin Chuan a bowl of water, not a cup.

Lin Chuan guessed that the cups were either not enough, or the porcelain was too broken and she was too embarrassed to take them.

Like the Lin family, the Yang family moved here later. However, unlike the Lin family's father, who had a skill, the Yang family's father was just an ordinary farmer.

It's said that his wife and brother had an affair, and Yang's father couldn't stand the villagers' gossip, so he moved here with his young son, Yang Xiaoling.

Life was naturally not easy. Yang Xiaoling's gray T-shirt had a patch on the shoulder, and the patch on the knee of his black pants was bigger than a palm. The pant legs were washed until they were white.

"Thank you. What happened to your dad? Is it serious?"

Lin Chuan took the water and started a conversation, while Yang Xiaoling hesitated for a moment and did not go inside.

Going in wouldn't be of any help; Lin Chuan has already spoken, so leaving him here doesn't seem like a good idea.

"I don't know what happened, my dad's health has always been poor. He wouldn't go to the hospital before, but this time he just couldn't take it anymore, so..."

Yang Xiaoling's voice was a little choked up. She was a year older than Lin Chuan, eighteen years old, and she didn't know what to do when faced with this situation.

"It's alright. Your dad isn't that old, and he should be fine. He's probably just tired. He'll be fine after a while of rest."

"Um."

The two fell silent again. Unlike in later times, when you could talk about anything, two people who had never talked before really didn't have much to say.

Fortunately, Sun Cai came out at this moment, and he was somewhat surprised to see Lin Chuan:

"Xiao Chuan, what brings you here? I heard you got into the top high school. Aren't you going to have a celebration? I was hoping to come and have a drink at your house."

"It's just No. 1 Middle School, there's not much to do. Uncle Cai, if you want to drink, that's easy to say. Let's go tonight. My uncle is here, he can drink with you."

"You're the only one from our village who got into the top high school; we should make one for you."

Lin Chuan felt a little uneasy. Several people had already asked him about the banquet, and Zhang Jinmei and Zhao Chunlan had also said they wanted to hold one. His mother seemed to be swayed by their words and had asked Lin Chuan several times.

Lin Chuan dared not do it; there would be no good way to handle the situation if he did it now. So Lin Chuan had no choice but to change the subject:

"Um, I'll discuss the banquet with my mom later. Uncle Cai, how's Uncle Yang's health?"

"There's nothing seriously wrong, he's just tired and needs to rest for a while. He can't do any heavy work during this time, and it's best to give him some good food to help him recover."

Yang Xiaoling breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this: "Okay, thank you, Uncle Cai. How much is it?"

"Give me 7 yuan."

Yang Xiaoling went inside to get the money, and Sun Cai's gaze fixed on Lin Chuan:

"What are you doing here? Is someone at home feeling unwell?"

"No, I was just wandering around. I saw you were here, so I came over to take a look."

Lin Chuan and Sun Cai chatted in front of Yang Xiaoling's house. Sun Cai seemed like a nice person.

If anyone in the family has a headache or fever, he will come even if you call him in the middle of the night. If he doesn't have money, he will allow you to pay on credit.

After chatting for a few minutes, Yang Xiaoling came out and gave the money to Sun Cai, who then instructed him:

"Remember to take your medicine, and don't forget to change the IV drip when it's finished. Also, you can't do any heavy work recently, it's best to lie down. Eat something good every day."

"Okay, I understand. Thank you, Uncle Cai."

"I'm leaving now. Remember to get the needle removed. Xiao Chuan, do you have a bike? Or should I take you to the bridge?"

"No need, Uncle, you go ahead. It's not far from my house. I'll just take the back path later."

Sun Cai gave Lin Chuan a meaningful look, said nothing, and rode away on his bicycle.

Yang Xiaoling was somewhat surprised to see that Lin Chuan hadn't left:

"You, didn't you want to get a shot? He's already gone."

"Um, it's nothing important that I'm talking to him. I already told him. Hey, your dad needs some nutrition for the injection. Do you have any meat at home?"

"There's also some cured meat."

"Cured meat is no good. It contains nitrosamines and is not suitable for patients. Patients should eat fresh food."

"Okay, I understand. Thank you. I'll buy it tomorrow."

Yang Xiaoling was a little worried. The family didn't have much money to begin with, and if they bought more meat, they probably wouldn't last long.

She planned to go to town that evening to check, as the meat would be cheaper near closing time, but then she heard Lin Chuan say:

"What else do you need to buy? I have fresh meat at home, I'll bring you some later."

"No, no need, I'll go buy it myself."

Yang Xiaoling refused without even thinking about it. He assumed Lin Chuan was a butcher. In the countryside, if someone slaughters a pig and sells the meat, they would sometimes ask around for directions.

The amount delivered is usually not small; she only plans to buy a little each day, as she doesn't have that much money.

Even now, Yang Xiaoling hasn't considered that Lin Chuan might have feelings for her.

It's simply because of Lin Chuan's current reputation; No. 1 Middle School is considered the pride of the countryside, and there's a vast world ahead of them.

(This is no exaggeration. Right now, only a handful of people from our entire town get into the top high school each year (I heard that a few years ago). Educational resources in small places are generally limited, and the rate of students getting into top schools is very low.)

No one expected that Lin Chuan would suddenly decide to quit his studies, and no one would have guessed that he wanted to find a wife.

Lin Chuan could tell at a glance that Yang Xiaoling had misunderstood, but he was too embarrassed to ask. After thinking for a moment, he said:

"Everyone's been setting fish traps lately, you can go and set one too. Fish soup is very good for your health."

Yang Xiaoling said somewhat embarrassedly, "I don't know how to weave cages."

A couple of days ago, Yang's father was not feeling well, so she thought about catching fish to help him recover, but after trying for a long time, none of the cages she made were usable.

Lin Chuan's eyes lit up: "I can do it! Find me a knife, and I'll cut some wood strips to weave one for you."

Seeing Lin Chuan's enthusiasm, Yang Xiaoling felt strange and instinctively wanted to refuse, but thinking of her family's situation, she ultimately went to get the wood-chopping knife and led Lin Chuan up the mountain:

"Thank you, you're a really nice person."

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(I was originally planning to put it on sale today, but now it's about the same as putting it on sale at the end of the month. If you're a perfect attendee, you'll have to wait a whole month to get it.)

Someone in the group said that it should be put on the shelves, otherwise readers will think it's going to be abandoned.

I'm not sure either. I'll ask the editor tomorrow. They definitely won't abandon the story; they'll finish the ending.