Lin Nianhe felt very tired, sleepy, and a little cold.
She originally thought it was just because she was working too hard, so she thought it would be fine if she squinted for a while.
Wang Shumei woke her up with one word, and she realized that she had caught a cold and had a fever.
"What? You have a fever?" Wen Lan was startled and quickly stuffed the last bite of steamed bun into her mouth, stood up and came to Lin Nianhe's side.
"Hezi? Hezi!"
Wen Lan also tested Lin Nianhe's body temperature, and when she felt it was hot, she became a little anxious: "What's going on? I definitely can't go down the mountain now."
Wang Shumei panicked for a while, then calmed down and handed the handkerchief to Wen Lan: "Quickly, twist her a cold handkerchief against the rain."
As Wang Shumei spoke, she hugged Lin Nianhe into her arms: "Nianhe, come closer to me, it will keep you warmer."
Wen Lan took the handkerchief to catch the rainwater. Lin Nianhe calmed down, used his strength to push Wang Shumei's arm away, and stood up unsteadily.
"Nianhe, what are you doing?"
"It's okay, I'll drink some water."
Lin Nianhe grabbed Wen Lan's kettle before she came back and took the opportunity to throw an antipyretic medicine into her mouth.
"Hey, little ancestor, tell me if you want to drink water."
Wen Lan twisted the handkerchief, shook the water in her hand, came back to support Lin Nianhe, and asked her to sit by the fire.
Wang Shumei hugged Lin Nianhe into her arms again. Wen Lan put a cold handkerchief on her forehead, and then rubbed Lin Nianhe's cold hands hard.
Lin Nianhe curled up in Wang Shumei's arms, feeling a little dazed.
She feels that she is quite lucky...
Seeing Lin Nianhe falling into a deep sleep, Wen Lan's hands froze, and there was a tremor in her voice: "He Zi... won't be dead, right?"
Wang Shumei was startled. She tried Lin Nianhe's breathing first, and then glared at Wen Lan: "Don't talk nonsense, you're still breathing!"
She lowered her eyes and looked at Lin Nianhe's red face, and her thoughts couldn't help but be dragged away.
Many years ago, she held her sister like this when she had a high fever.
After a long time, she sighed softly and turned over the handkerchief.
Wen Lan's clothes were wetter than both of hers, and she didn't dare to move closer to Lin Nianhe despite the cold air.
She frowned and thought for a while: "How about you two stay here and I go down the mountain to call someone?"
Wang Shumei thought for a moment and then shook her head: "No, how long will it take for such a heavy rain to come? Besides, who will come? And if Nianhe and I are here, neither of us can handle a stupid roe deer. "
"That's right." Wen Lan sighed, a little annoyed, "I shouldn't have come out today! This is too unlucky."
The bad luck is far from over.
The evil wind, who didn't know where it came from, roared into the cave.
The wind overturned the three baskets, extinguished the sluggish fire, and even the firewood was blown to pieces.
Wang Shumei turned her back and tried her best to shield Lin Nianhe from the wind.
Wen Lan ran around in the cave to collect firewood. After collecting it for a while, she realized that she was doing useless work - the wind was so strong that it was impossible to start a fire.
She simply put the firewood aside, sat side by side with Wang Shumei, and moved Lin Nianhe's outstretched foot into their wall.
Wen Lan patted Wang Shumei on the shoulder: "When you get tired from sitting, just lean on me."
Wang Shumei leaned lightly on Wen Lan's shoulder, feeling a little sleepy.
Wen Lan suddenly touched her head.
Wang Shumei was confused: "What are you doing?"
"Nothing, let's see if you have a fever."
Wang Shumei was slightly startled, and the corners of her mouth raised slightly.
The howling wind dispersed after a while. Fortunately, the rain also gradually lightened up.
Seeing that the rain had subsided, Wen Lan immediately picked up the baskets of the three people, stacked them into a pile and said to Wang Shumei: "I will carry the grain on my back later, please help me walk."
Wang Shumei was surprised: "Can you do it?"
Wen Lan glanced at her sideways: "Who do you look down on?"
Comrade Wen Lan has demonstrated with her own actions what it means that women can hold up half the sky.
There were three backpacks hanging on her chest, and she was carrying Lin Nianhe, who was unconscious, on her back, and she was supporting Wang Shumei with her right hand.
With such a difficult posture, she carried Wang Shumei and Lin Nianhe all the way without falling or touching them.
Even the wild eggs in the basket were not broken.
Halfway through the journey, they finally met someone who was looking for them.
Li Dahe led the team, followed as always by his three sons, followed by Wang Hong, Aunt Li, gay men from the educated youth spot...even Widow Zhao came.
The educated youths who knew that Lin Nianhe and the other three went to collect firewood didn't take it seriously at first. After all, collecting firewood was usually near the foot of the mountain. Even if it rained, it wouldn't be difficult to come back.
But two hours passed and they still didn't come back. Sun Guanghui was afraid that they were not familiar with the mountain road and got lost, and were trapped on the mountain because of the rain, so he hurriedly went to find Li Dahe.
Now that they saw the appearance of the three people, the people who originally wanted to go up the mountain to find someone were dumbfounded.
How did they... get down?
Li Dahe was the first to come to his senses and waved his hand: "Quick, quick, quick, give me a hand!"
Wang Hong rushed forward and took Wang Shumei first.
She looked at Lin Nianhe with her eyes closed and asked, "What's wrong with Girl Lin?"
Wen Lan was out of breath and replied: "I have a fever due to cold."
Aunt Li took Lin Nianhe off Wen Lan's back and carried her to the educated youth spot: "I'll take Lin Zhiqing back first."
Wang Hong wanted to catch up, but when she saw Wang Shumei twisting her feet, she quickly called Widow Zhao over, and the two of them carried Wang Shumei down the mountain.
In the educated youth spot, Wang Xue and three other people cooked a pot of ginger soup.
Li Dahe did not let the female educated youths follow them up the mountain, fearing that something would go wrong again, so he left them waiting here.
"Why aren't you back yet? Something happened, right?"
Yu Xiangqin frowned and wandered at the door, kind-hearted but unable to say anything good.
"Xiangqin, stop wandering around, I feel dizzy just looking at it." Wang Xue sat by the kitchen and advised.
"well……"
Yu Xiangqin smacked her lips and turned around. Just after turning half a circle, she caught a glimpse of Aunt Li's sturdy figure.
"Hey? Second Aunt Li? Have you found someone?" Yu Xiangqin went out to welcome him, and then saw Lin Nianhe on Second Aunt Li's back, "Hey! What's going on?"
"Hurry, get some hot water, Lin Zhiqing has a fever." Aunt Li walked quickly and said breathlessly.
"Hey, okay!"
Aunt Li carried Lin Nianhe back to the backyard, and without caring about anything else, she hurriedly took out clean clothes from the cabinet and put them on for her.
Miao Yulan came over with a bowl of ginger soup and asked in a low voice: "Where are Wang Zhiqing and Wen Zhiqing? Are they okay?"
"Wang Zhiqing twisted his leg. They are behind. They will be back soon!"
Aunt Li only thought that they were trying to support Wang Shumei, but she didn't expect that in the mountains at this moment, there was an overly curious silly roe deer, bringing its brothers and sisters to watch the person who just threw stones at it.
Originally, the villagers were just looking for the educated youth who had caused trouble, and they were somewhat resentful in their hearts. Now that they had brought back the four roe deer, they instantly no longer felt that today's matter was a trouble.
This is meat!
The villagers were happy, but Li Dahe was not happy at all.
Because he had just returned to the educated youth spot when he heard from Aunt Li that Lin Nianhe's fever was getting worse.
