My Beloved Super Fierce Wife
Chapter 570 Tangtang knows nothing about his faults.

Chapter 570: 570 Tangtang knows nothing about his faults.

Lin Tang had a hunch and felt grateful toward the system at the bottom of her heart.

She carefully stored the revival pill in a bottle and put it in the System Space.

She felt that this medicine was extraordinary.

Even more potent than the top-grade life-saving medicine she had seen in the future world, by several times over.

She then looked at the description of the revival pill.

’Revival, life-saving medicine; if administered within ten seconds of breath cessation, it can save the person.’

Simple and brutal, it exuded a dominatingly grand aura.

Lin Tang had only sniffed it and identified just two ingredients.

At that moment, she knew that this medicine was probably not easy to produce.

But then again.

Was she someone who gave up without even trying?

Definitely not.

Even if she could make a simpler version of it.

With her mind aimlessly wandering, soon after, Lin Tang closed her eyes and fell asleep.

At that time, she had no idea where the pill would end up, or how crucial it would be in the future...

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The next day, Lin Tang followed the brigade’s sauce delivery team to the county.

She didn’t return to her home in the county but went straight to the junkyard.

An old man in tattered clothes was guarding the entrance of the junkyard.

The gaunt old man sat on a small stool, with various items spread out on the ground before him, which he was sorting through.

Seeing Lin Tang, the old man’s face was stern, "What are you doing here?"

Lin Tang smiled and said, "Old Uncle, I want to go in and find a few books."

One doesn’t slap the hand that’s reaching out with a smile. Seeing her looking sweet and polite, the old man’s stern expression softened a bit.

He moved his stool aside, giving way, and with a cold voice,

"... Go in then, don’t dawdle."

"Okay!" Lin Tang responded, "Thank you, Old Uncle."

The old man waved his hand dismissively.

Lin Tang entered the junkyard. Inside, there were all sorts of things, yet it didn’t seem chaotic.

The waste was impressively well-sorted.

As for the famous paintings and calligraphy, porcelain from the Song and Yuan dynasties, and even gold bars that novel heroines always stumbled upon... she hadn’t even caught a glimpse of their shadows.

Lin Tang searched for books while her thoughts ran wild.

She genuinely analyzed why she seemed unable to stumble upon any treasures.

First, she didn’t have the protagonist’s halo; she was an ordinary person.

Second, the political movement hadn’t fully escalated yet.

Third, this was a small county with few families of substance.

Fourth, perhaps she was just unlucky?

...

Thinking this, Lin Tang immediately stopped fretting.

In these times, newspapers were precious, and books were even more so.

The waste in the junkyard was neatly classified.

For example, the scrap paper was piled to the right, further sorted into large newspapers, small newspapers, magazines, books, and yellow cardboard...

Lin Tang found this sight quite unexpected.

It showed that in any field, as long as you work with dedication, you can always create something special.

Full of admiration, she started selecting books.

Books, magazines, comic books... As long as the content was suitable, Lin Tang gathered them all together.

Then she exited the junkyard.

The old man at the entrance looked at the number of books she had picked out, his expression frozen in surprise.

"So many?"

Lin Tang showed confusion, "... Is that not allowed?"

The junkyard’s old guard didn’t say anything, and pulled out an old scale to weigh the books.

"One yuan for the lot."

Lin Tang inwardly exclaimed at the bargain.

She handed over the money.

The old man counted the money carefully to make sure the amount was correct, then he told her to leave.

"If there’s nothing else, you’d better hurry along."

After speaking, he sat back down on the small stool and continued with his work.

Lin Tang noticed the old man’s indifferent ’leave me alone’ demeanor, touched her nose, expressed her thanks, and with books in hand turned to leave.

She hadn’t eaten anything when she left home in the morning, so she planned to go to the state-owned restaurant to buy some buns to take home.

The cabbage buns from the state-owned restaurant were quite delicious, Zhicheng and the others should like them too.

She had only walked a few steps when she heard the familiar sound of a car.

Lin Tang turned her head, and the car stopped next to her.

Gu Yingzhou opened the door, and with one long stride, he stepped out of the car.

He reached out to take the book from Lin Tang’s hands.

"I’ll take you home," he said.

As he spoke, he put the book on the back seat, where there were already quite a few books.

After placing the book, Gu Yingzhou opened the passenger door, signaling Lin Tang to get in.

Lin Tang got into the car, buckled her seatbelt, and looked at the man. "Why are you here?" she asked.

Gu Yingzhou started the car, glancing at her in between moments.

"I ran into Comrade Lin Aiguo," he said with thin lips slightly pursed, explaining in a bland tone.

Then silence fell.

The atmosphere in the car grew somewhat chilly.

Lin Tang sensed that something was off and looked towards Gu Yingzhou.

"What’s the matter? Why aren’t you talking? Are you unhappy?"

The man’s jaw was tight, and his lips lightly pursed.

His handsome brows and eyes seemed to gather snow from the edge of a cliff, exuding a feeling of remoteness.

"...I can’t bring myself to be happy," he said.

Gu Yingzhou was originally sulking because Tangtang didn’t come to him for help, and for a while, he didn’t feel like talking.

But he thought that not speaking might inadvertently give his little girl the cold shoulder, so suppressing the thoughts at the bottom of his heart, he began to speak.

Lin Tang, unaware of the complexity in Gu Yingzhou’s heart, heard him speak and said with concern, "Why can’t you be happy? Did something happen?"

The road to Shuangshan Brigade was very quiet.

There were hardly any people, even fewer vehicles.

Gu Yingzhou, hearing the concern in Lin Tang’s voice, suddenly pressed the brakes and stopped the car at the side of the road.

His deep eyes focused on her.

"Why didn’t you come to find me?"

"If Comrade Lin Aiguo hadn’t told me you went to the waste station for books, how were you planning to get back?"

His brows furrowed, pressing the issue.

He did not like women who were too clingy, but when it came to his own partner, he wished Tangtang would rely on him more and not wear herself out so much.

It was only then that Lin Tang realized what was behind her partner’s mood.

She burst into laughter.

Her body leaning against the car window.

Just because of this little issue, Zhouzhou was too adorable.

The strong and reliable man sulking over a trivial matter, trying to suppress it, the contrast...

Gu Yingzhou watched the little girl shaking with laughter.

Her clear eyes brimming with moisture, her cheeks flushed red, she looked more delicate than a flower.

His eyes darkened.

"What are you laughing at?" Gu Yingzhou asked in a deep voice, his gaze dangerous.

Lin Tang didn’t notice, or rather, she didn’t think her partner would dare to treat her harshly.

"I’m laughing because you are cute. I can’t believe you’re sulking over such a thing, too adorable..."

Before she could finish, Gu Yingzhou caught her arm.

He applied a slight force with his hand, pulling the slender girl into his chest.

Bending down, he sealed Lin Tang’s lips.

He bit lightly, then delved in slowly.

With one hand on Lin Tang’s shoulder and the other gently pressing the back of her head, Gu Yingzhou half-closed his eyes, conquering territory.

The domineering chill of his scent invaded Lin Tang with impunity, delivering all his tenderness through their lips.

Lin Tang, petite, was enveloped in his embrace, her nostrils filled with Gu Yingzhou’s fresh and clean scent, her heart thumping wildly.

Her head felt dizzy.

It seemed as if they were the only two people left in the entire world.

This was the first time Lin Tang had seen Gu Yingzhou lose his composure.

After all, they were outside, and Gu Yingzhou couldn’t completely lose restraint. He quickly released his lover from his embrace.

Moving away from Lin Tang’s lips, his expression returned to its usual calmness.

But those deep eyes were as if stained with ink, even darker than before.

"Still cute?" Gu Yingzhou asked, his voice hoarse.

He wasn’t cute.

He was bad, and Tangtang knew nothing of it.