Educated Youth in the Countryside: She is the Village's Embroidery Queen!-Chapter 100: Offering Flowers to Buddha

This question successfully stumped Yi Chichi.

In all her past lives, she truly hadn’t met anyone with such talent.

Because she wasn’t in a related industry and hadn’t gotten certified, no one knew she could hypnotize except for her family.

Naturally, it wasn’t possible for her to know anyone in the industry.

Even less likely to know what kind of person has talent.

She shook her head, "I don’t know."

Wen Shi and He Yunsong immediately showed disappointment on their faces, but each received a slap from Uncle Yaozi.

"Disappointed my ass."

Uncle Yaozi couldn’t stand seeing them so downcast, and spoke earnestly, "This stuff is just like learning Zhu You, you either cultivate from a young age or have talent."

"You guys just don’t have that fate."

"However..."

After a pause, he was curious, "Why are you guys so concerned about hypnotism?"

Wen Shi didn’t hide it from him, "It can be used in interrogations."

Concise and straightforward, hitting the nail on the head.

Uncle Yaozi’s eyes lit up, oh right, how did he forget about this?

If learned well, hypnosis can indeed be very useful.

However—

"You guys don’t have talent."

The tone carried a hint of disappointment.

He Yunsong spat out the tea leaves in his mouth, just about to speak when his peripheral vision caught the notes they had previously taken on the table, and a light bulb went off in his head.

It’s fine if they don’t have talent; there are so many people in the military, surely they can catch one or two with talent.

It’s just uncertain whether Mr. Yi is willing to let them show these key points to others.

He opened his mouth wanting to ask, but swallowed the words again. Damn.

What do you do when you can’t say it?

His look was too conflicted, and the hesitance too apparent, making it difficult for Yi Chichi to ignore.

"If you have something to say, just say it, don’t act like a little wife. You’re giving me goosebumps."

Disgusting.

He Yunsong felt his forehead lined with black, this girl and Old Wen have equally sharp tongues.

With her criticism, all his emotions were gone, he only knew it’s better to get it over with quickly.

"I just wanted to ask whether the key points you taught us can be shown to others."

Yi Chichi was stunned for a moment before understanding what he meant.

This was preparing to fish by casting a wide net when he arrives at the new unit.

Perhaps there’s still some thought of considering it a gain if they catch someone, and not being too disappointed if they don’t.

After all, those with talent are truly rare.

"I have one condition."

There’s hope.

Wen Shi and He Yunsong immediately sat up straight.

"Tell us."

"You can’t expose me."

Wen Shi and He Yunsong exchanged a look, nodding together saying they agreed.

Yi Chichi just laughed, "Make sure to find your own reasons and excuses, as long as you don’t expose me, you’re free to handle it however you like."

"We definitely won’t expose you."

The two stood up, solemnly saluting her.

Yi Chichi quickly returned the salute, after which the three shared a smile and continued chatting idly.

Uncle Yaozi took a sip of tea, peeled a red shrimp and popped it into his mouth, at a frequency that made Yi Chichi fearful.

"Uncle, eat less candy, be careful of cavities."

He calculated the amount of candy he had eaten, realizing it was indeed too much, and immediately withdrew his hand with an embarrassed laugh.

"You guys chat, don’t mind me, I’m having tea."

Actually, after talking about serious matters, there was nothing much left to chat about, and Yi Chichi wanted to leave.

Seemingly guessing her thoughts, He Yunsong suddenly said looking at her, "I have a question."

"??? Tell me."

"Why do you want to keep it a secret?"

Yi Chichi felt her forehead lined with black, suspecting his brain might have a problem.

Seeing his serious and puzzled expression, she helplessly explained, "The books related to psychology are all translations. Do you understand me?"

He Yunsong realized, understanding.

Suddenly deeply worried.

"You didn’t keep all those books, did you?"

Wen Shi and Uncle Yaozi instinctively looked over with concern, clearly worried that she might have been careless and left herself exposed.

"Destroyed long ago."

She pinched her nose bridge, showing a look of loss, "Burned together when the old man passed away."

He Yunsong’s face was immediately full of awkwardness, wanting nothing more than to slap himself twice.

Why talk about sad things, you wretched mouth.

He truly could die!

Patting his pocket, finding it empty.

Resolutely reaching into Wen Shi’s pocket, Wen Shi turned his head glaring at him after sensing something amiss, while He Yunsong acted as though he hadn’t noticed, pulling out a handful of candy from his pocket.

"Eat candy, sweeten the mouth, feel good."

A handful of White Rabbit candy was handed over, and Yi Chichi looked at He Yunsong, who was smiling like a blockhead from a rich family.

Her gaze shifted to Wen Shi’s face, who wore an expression of helplessness toward his rebellious child.

She chuckled softly, "Thanks."

As she spoke, she peeled a piece of candy and put it into her mouth.

Seeing Uncle Yaozi staring eagerly, she counted the remaining candies, finding still seven pieces, and then handed over four.

"Uncle, let’s share."

"That’s good."

Uncle Yaozi conveniently stuffed them into his pocket.

Wen Shi inhaled, "I think I should get one piece."

He extended his hand toward Yi Chichi, his eyes carrying a hint of grievance.

"Borrow a flower to offer Buddha!"

Yi Chichi smilingly gave him a piece, and Wen Shi revealed a smiling face as he unwrapped the candy and put it in his mouth, lightly kicking He Yunsong who was eagerly watching.

"Go do some work."

"What work?"

He Yunsong was baffled, unaware of any work needing doing.

Wen Shi glanced at Uncle Yaozi, speaking generously, "Uncle, feel free to command him, he’s strong."

Uncle Yaozi pondered, "I don’t seem to have any work needing him."

The ground can’t be turned now, if it could, they could plant some medicinal herbs.

The roof had been swept earlier, the sunny weather these days meant no snow, firewood...

"Go chop wood."

Remembering the pile of firewood stacked in the backyard, he jumped up with urgency urging, "You two go together, chop more firewood for me, split it and stack it neatly, otherwise I’ll worry there won’t be enough firewood when snow comes."

They’re two good hands for chopping wood, young and strong, no need to waste them.

"There’s more snow?"

Yi Chichi was incredulous, and Uncle Yaozi glanced at the weather outside, his expression solemn, "This year’s temperature is a bit abnormal, just wait and see, there’ll definitely be a late cold snap."

"There’ll be several more snowfalls!"

Uncle Yaozi’s prediction came true.

He mentioned snow, and snow indeed came on the third day of the New Year afternoon.

In the morning, the sun was still shining brightly, but by ten o’clock, the weather began to turn cloudy, and by two o’clock in the afternoon, the sky was overcast with a howling wind, temperatures began to plunge.

By seven o’clock in the evening, large snowflakes started fluttering down.

After waking from sleep, the land restored to its former state became a world clothed in white once again.

The ice hanging from branches and under eaves, sharp and piercing.

A gentle tap with a stick, they shattered in a crisp sound and fell to the ground.

Sparkling shards.

Zhou Qiuyu swallowed her saliva, "I heard icicles are sweet."

This kid sees anything and wants to eat it?

Yi Chichi and the others felt speechless seeing her salivate endlessly at everything.

"Old Bai, why don’t you pick an icicle for Qiuyu to taste?"

Qi Yang said seriously, and Yi Chichi thought it was a good idea, "Give her one."

Bai Chen nodded, "Alright, I’ll find a clean one to pick for her."

Then, Bai Chen picked a clean and pretty icicle for Zhou Qiuyu.