SIAS Chapter 220.1

Li Mengxue would never have thought that Yi Qingqing could see all of her thoughts clearly in the golden book.

But Yi Qingqing could do nothing about it. Perhaps this was the side effect of the golden book.

Not only could she use the golden book to happily eat Li Mengxue’s melons, but she could also see Li Mengxue’s mental journey of eating melons, and she could do nothing about it.

Out of sight, out of mind.

“Let’s go, let’s go to work!” Yi Qingqing urged.

That day, after work in the afternoon, the seven of them went back to the educated youth point as usual.

The four girls held hands and walked crookedly in a row.

Wang Lingling, who usually lived at the outermost house, would let go of their hand when she reached her door and go in, but today, she did not let go.

Yi Qingqing was still confused when she was led to walk to the door of Li Mengxue’s house. Li Mengxue let go of her hand and went to open the door, while Yi Qingqing was held on the left and right by Qian Lailai and Wang Lingling and turned around with her back to them.

“What are you doing?” Yi Qingqing asked doubtfully, but she followed their arrangements reluctantly.

After all, Yun Guyuan had reminded her in the morning.

However, they only communicated their specific birthdays on New Year’s Day this year, and Yi Qingqing was the first one.

“Do you have any surprises?”

No one answered her question.

Qian Lailai and Wang Lingling each grabbed one of her hands and raised it.

“Just cover your eyes honestly and count from 1 to 18 before you turn around.”

Yi Qingqing became more and more curious. She covered her eyes obediently.

“1234…”

“Hey, don’t play tricks! Count slowly!”

“Oh… 5… 6…”

She felt that the people around her were gone. They should have entered the house.

There were rustling sounds, and finally, it calmed down.

“…17…18!”

Yi Qingqing turned around suddenly.

Her pupils shrank slightly, and she wanted to run.

This was not the same as the birthday celebration she had imagined.

However, Li Mengxue and the others did not allow her to do so. They pulled her into the room and locked the door with a bang.

“Happy eighteenth birthday to our Little Golden Flower, Comrade Yi Qingqing! Here, here’s a special commemorative birthday card issued by the organization. Keep it well. It has our signatures and fingerprints on it!”

Among the six people, five stood in two rows, three at the back and two in the front, guarding a big red paper poster.

The two big characters ‘Greeting Card’ were written on it with a brush, and below it were ‘Happy 18th birthday to Little Golden Flower, Comrade Yi Qingqing’, and the signature ‘Jointly awarded by the Golden Flower Organization and the Fish Pressing Squad’.

A sense of chuuniyoubi¹Chuunibyou (中二病) is a Japanese colloquial term for a condition in adolescents who exhibit delusions of grandeur, convinced they possess hidden knowledge or secret powers. Literally meaning ‘middle 2 disease’, it refers to behavior observed in junior high school students (around the “eighth grade”) who want to stand out from others. mentality hit her in the face.

“Comrade Yi Qingqing, this is a birthday souvenir from the organization.” Li Mengxue said solemnly, handing her a bamboo basket covered with red cloth and hanging a big red flower on her chest.

“Thank you for the organization’s arrangement!”

Comrade Yi Qingqing succumbed to the tyranny of the six people, took the bamboo basket, opened it, and saw that there were quite a few things in it. It was a four-piece set of prizes of that era: a towel, an enamel cup, a notebook, and a pen.

“Take the greeting card!”

Yi Qingqing: “…”

“Thank you for the organization’s arrangement!”

This was like an award ceremony.

“Okay, our birthday star, please take a seat.”

Qian Lailai and the others made a way.

Yi Qingqing was pushed to sit on the kang, holding the greeting card in one hand and a bamboo basket in the other.

Wang Lingling poured her a glass of water and said, “Please drink it. The meal will be ready soon.”

“Haha, you guys make me feel embarrassed.” Yi Qingqing couldn’t hold it anymore and took the water while laughing.

“Come, please have some melon seeds.” Qian Lailai peeled the seeds and put them in Yi Qingqing’s hands.

The others went to light a fire and cook.

 

 

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