Zheng Shan did not go down to the river to play in the end.
She hugged her knees and huddled up like a little hedgehog.
Lin Nianhe didn't force her, he just said: "Then when you want to play, come to me and I will bring you over, okay?"
Zheng Shan rolled her eyes and nodded almost imperceptibly.
When Zheng Lirong came back, they had just finished dinner.
"Sister Lirong, have you eaten?"
"I haven't eaten, I'm not hungry."
Zheng Lirong took Bai Xiaojun and Zheng Shan and said to Lin Nianhe, "I will take them to the guest house to stay overnight and come back tomorrow."
"Okay, wait a minute." Lin Nianhe said, taking out the lunch box he had prepared earlier, "I left some food for you. You can go to the guest house and heat it with boiling water before eating."
It was almost dark, leaving her to eat would be a waste of time.
"Thank you, girl."
Zheng Lirong's face was full of exhaustion. She reluctantly pulled the corner of her mouth. She lowered her head and saw that Bai Xiaojun was still holding an unknown small wooden stick in his hand. She quickly urged: "Go, put the things back, wash your hands, and leave."
Lin Nianhe took advantage of the situation and said, "Shanshan should also wash her hands with her brother."
Although Zheng Shan ignored people, she listened to Lin Nianhe's words and washed her hands without saying a word.
Lin Nianhe took the opportunity to pull Zheng Lirong aside and asked her softly: "Sister Lirong, has Shanshan always been quiet, or has she only started to be quiet these two days?"
Zheng Lirong was stunned for a moment, then smiled sheepishly: "I'm sorry, sister, Shanshan is usually a very sensible child, but she has been frightened these past two days. Didn't she cause trouble for you? I will tell her when I get back..."
"No, that's not what I meant," Lin Nianhe looked at her with a serious look, "Sister Lirong, Shanshan may be...maybe she is frightened. The child's emotions are a bit sensitive, so you should pay more attention."
Lin Nianhe was not a psychiatrist and could not give a diagnosis, but she could clearly feel that there must be something wrong with Zheng Shan's psychology.
When a child is frightened, the normal reaction should be like Bai Xiaojun's. They will be scared, but they can be distracted by new and fun things. Children have frequent mood swings, which is the so-called "children don't remember things."
Zheng Lirong turned to look at Zheng Shan. The little girl was washing her brother's hands. Her arms and legs were fully flexible, and there seemed to be nothing wrong.
Zheng Lirong didn't take it too seriously. She said "Ah" and said, "I guess I'm just tired from the past two days. I can eat and drink. What can happen?"
Lin Nianhe originally wanted to persuade her not to let Zheng Shan go to the countryside, but seeing Zheng Lirong's appearance, she swallowed her words.
In the 21st century, countless people still call depression pretentious and fragile. How much more so in the 1970s when the concept of mental illness did not exist?
Lin Nianhe didn't say anything more, smiled and said, "Maybe I'm overthinking it. Then send your children over tomorrow when you're done. I have class tomorrow, so just go to the village primary school and find me."
"Okay." Zheng Lirong was still a little embarrassed, "I'm causing trouble for you."
"It's okay. By the way, you can ride my bike."
"Huh? No need..."
"It's okay. I don't need it either. It's almost dark. You guys should go back to town quickly."
"Okay, I won't be polite to you anymore."
"Well, be safe."
Zheng Lirong left with her two children. Lin Nianhe's words were still a warning. Zheng Lirong observed Zheng Shan for a while and really felt that the child had changed... But she was too tired and had no energy to say anything to Zheng Shan. I didn't even eat dinner and fell asleep holding my daughter in my arms.
Not long after Zheng Lirong left, Qian Guozhu also took Wang Xiaoxiao to catch the train.
Before leaving, Lin Nianhe talked to Qian Guozhu about delivering goods to the provincial capital.
Qian Guozhu's face was a little red. He scratched his head and said, "Actually, I think it would be the same to send the child to my hometown, but my eldest sister said that if Zheng Lirong puts the child in the Shili Brigade, then I won't send it to her. I’m afraid she doesn’t feel at ease either.”
"So my eldest sister said, let me continue to deliver goods to her and make a profit of 5 cents and 10 cents... Zheng Lirong feels good. We can both make more money, and no one will lose."
Lin Nianhe: "It has to be my sister Shumei."
This matter of human relations and sophistication was clearly played by her.
Lin Nianhe felt that Wang Shumei was much more powerful than her. She was reborn and traveled through time, but Wang Shumei was really only eighteen years old... What about the promise that she would not be allowed to become a spirit after the founding of the People's Republic of China? How come no one cares about this human spirit?
While they were talking, Wang Shumei came out with Wang Xiaoxiao in her arms.
Wang Xiaoxiao's eyes were red, her mouth was flat and she hugged Wang Shumei's waist without letting go.
Wang Shumei hugged her and coaxed in a low voice: "Don't cry. Didn't we agree that I will pick you up when you graduate from high school?"
Wang Xiaoxiao's eyes became even redder: "I have just entered junior high school...it will take several years..."
Seeing that neither sister was willing to let go of the other, Lin Nianhe stepped forward, patted Wang Xiaoxiao on the head and said, "Don't cry. When you have a holiday, I will ask your eldest brother to bring you here to stay for a longer time. , your sister will be on family leave in a few months, and she can go back and stay with you for a long time."
Wang Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up and her tears disappeared. She hugged Wang Shumei's neck and shook her: "Sister, sister, can I come over after I'm on vacation?"
Wang Shumei hugged her and nodded with a smile: "Okay, come over when it's a holiday, come over when it's a holiday..."
"Sister is the best!"
Wang Xiaoxiao's frustration was swept away. He stepped on his feet and kissed Wang Shumei before letting her go. He turned around and hugged Lin Nianhe again, "Sister Lin, when I come back next time, I will bring you saury!"
"Okay, I'll wait." Lin Nianhe rubbed her head and smiled, "Go back quickly, we won't be able to catch the train later."
"Hey, okay!"
Wang Xiaoxiao jumped up and followed Qian Guozhu away. Wang Shumei and the others looked at them at the entrance of the village for a long time, until they could no longer see anyone, and then slowly turned back.
Turning back, Wang Shumei's tears fell.
With a "pop" sound, Wen Lan patted Wang Shumei's thigh and said, "Why are you crying, you melon girl? If you earn such old money, you can go home whenever you want in the future?"
Sister Lan has been having fun all day.
She received a total of 355 yuan, which was more than her father's annual salary. After sharing the money to build the house with Wang Shumei and paying back the money Lin Nianhe spent to treat Cailanniang, there was still 223 yuan left.
She turned the money over and over and counted it dozens of times, then rummaged through the house looking for a place to hide the money.
did not find.
Their house was built solidly, and there wasn't even a mouse hole. Let her dig a hole in the wall to hide the money... and she couldn't bear to part with the house.
In the end, Lin Nianhe kindly gave her a locked wooden box.
Lin Nianhe and Wang Shumei watched helplessly as Wen Lan put the money into the box, wrapped the wooden box into the cotton-padded jacket, put the cotton-padded jacket into the baggage, and put the baggage into the kang cabinet...
Finally, a big iron lock as big as a palm was hung on the kang cabinet.
Lin Nianhe: "If a thief still doesn't know what to steal, then he really should change his career."
Wang Shumei: "Don't call it a thief. A normal person would know where the valuable things are when they come in and see this lock."
Wen Lan listened carefully to the experience: "Huh? How many more locks should I hang?"
Lin Nianhe: "..."
Wang Shumei: "..."
(End of chapter)
