Hairtail fish

The day the city return quota came down, Brother Shuhao's little green plum knelt down in front of everyone to me.
"Sister Shuyi, I will never dare to fight with you for Brother Shuhao again, nor will I dare to covet your city return quota. Please let me go, don't let me sleep with the old widower in the village!"
As the team leader of the educated youth, Brother Shuhao was furious and accused me of being jealous and vicious, and decisively gave my quota to the little green plum.
They left the mountain area and sent me to the poorest and most backward village to "atone".
Three years later, Brother Shuhao finally remembered me and came with the little green plum who was admitted with him to Qingbei University to pick me up back to the city.
But they saw me in the middle of summer, wearing a dirty cotton jacket, kneeling on the ground scrubbing shorts for the poorest old widower in the village.
When I saw someone coming, I was not ashamed at all, but moved stiffly to Brother Shuhao's feet on my knees and skillfully unbuttoned his collar.
"A slut will be obedient, will give birth to children for the new master, begging the master not to hit the slut..."


Sent to the Countryside by Brother Shuhao's Little Green Plum, My Boyfriend Regrets

Just when Shen Shuhao shed tears of remorse for me.


The doctor suddenly spoke, "By the way, during the examination, she mentioned letters and your name."


Shen Shuhao realized and frantically dug out everything the postman had given him from under the bed.


He found more than a dozen letters I had written to him.


I wrote these letters when I was still somewhat lucid.


The first letter to Shen Shuhao, Brother Shuhao, save me! I thought I was here in the countryside to teach, but to my horror, the village chief arranged for me to serve old widowers.


The second letter to Shen Shuhao, I was beaten, but instead of being rescued, the postman colluded with the village chief.


The third letter to Shen Shuhao, even after being violated and treated like a dog by them, I still hadn't given up on asking for help.


The last letter to Shen Shuhao, after countless tortures and fruitless pleas for help, I was utterly in despair.


Chapter 9