With everyone's thanks, Zhan Qingyue's favorability value increased a lot, and a smile appeared on her face.
"Hey, sister Yueyue, the injury on your arm is so serious. What are you doing here? You haven't even given the medicine yet!"
Han Yiyun murmured, carefully looking at Zhan Qingyue's injured area again and again, and was a little relieved when he saw that there was no blood.
"Come back with me quickly and rest. I'll give you medicine and bandage. Don't be careless."
He scolded and dragged Zhan Qingyue back.
In front of everyone, Zhan Qingyue felt a little embarrassed and could only withdraw her hand calmly.
"Brother Han, don't be so nervous. My injury is not that serious. It's not even bleeding."
"That's not possible. Even minor injuries need to be taken good care of. We are in short supply of medical treatment and medicine now, compared to when we were at home."
Han Yiyun's words left Zhan Qingyue completely unable to refute, so she could only nod her head and express her stance: "Brother Han, I understand, I will be careful."
But Han Yiyun obviously didn't give up. Ever since she was injured, her frown had never relaxed.
Zhan Qingyue thought that Han Yiyun would give up after returning to the station and taking a good rest. Unexpectedly, he wouldn't even let him carry a glass of water. If it wasn't in front of his parents, he might have chased after him to feed him. .
"Sister Yueyue, you are injured now and it is inconvenient to do things. If you have anything to do, just call me."
Han Yiyun looked at Zhan Qingyue with distressed eyes.
His thoughtfulness touched Zhan Qingyue's heart. She wanted to accept it with peace of mind, but she felt weird. She couldn't tell what was weird at the moment.
While Han Yiyun went out to collect firewood, Song Cuihua came up to her and looked at Zhan Qingyue several times with a smile on her face.
"Yiyun is a good boy. I can rest assured that he will take care of you."
Song Cuihua gently picked up the broken hair that occupied Qingyue's forehead, helped her put it behind her ears, and said seriously: "Yueyue, you are not young anymore. I think Yiyun is a careful and caring person. You must not missed."
When Zhan Qingyue heard this, his head was buzzing.
No wonder I always feel weird, it turns out this is the reason.
Zhan Qingyue didn't know whether to laugh or cry, her little face was wrinkled, and she leaned on Song Cuihua's shoulder, coquettishly acting like a little girl.
"Mom, what are you talking nonsense about? I am a Tongsheng master, and I will also take the first prize in the future. I am just a peasant girl. There is a huge difference. Please don't mention this matter again."
Song Cuihua refused and raised her hand to poke Zhan Qingyue in the forehead.
"He will be the number one pick in the future, but our monthly salary is not bad. Your father and I have discussed it, and we are very optimistic about Yiyun. You have to make good use of such a good person, and don't let other women take the lead. "
Zhan Qingyue blushed: "Mom, you still said that!"
Song Cuihua stood up with a smile and stopped teasing her.
"Okay, okay, I won't say it, I won't say it anymore, I'll go find Yiyun to see you."
Zhan Qingyue rolled her eyes fiercely in her heart.
Han Yiyun is a good man who needs talents and good looks. He is indeed an excellent husband.
But...how old is the body of the original owner?
In your previous life, you weren't in high school yet, right? A perfect puppy love!
In her previous life, she had read this sentence in an ancient book in a museum: Puppy love will not bring good results. Do the right thing at the right time.
Although Han Yiyun is indeed a good person, it would be too early to get married.
The more Zhan Qingyue thought about it, the more irritated she became.
The person involved, Han Yiyun, was collecting firewood in the surrounding woods with great enthusiasm.
At present, a lot of food has been obtained from the evil people's lair, so Zhan Qingyue doesn't have to worry about food for the time being, but he can do small things like collecting firewood if he can.
He was concentrating on collecting firewood, but he didn't notice a thin figure getting closer and closer to him.
Han Yiyun was bending down to lift a thin piece of firewood in front of him. Suddenly, a slender hand grasped the thin piece of firewood.
He suddenly looked up and saw a blushing oval face lightly powdered, a pair of watery red eyes under the eyebrows, and neatly combed hair, as if osmanthus hair oil had been used.
Han Yiyun quickly let go of the firewood in his hand and looked away.
"Girl, you picked up this firewood first, take it."
"Take this firewood."
The two said in unison.
The girl covered her mouth and smiled shyly: "Young master, you are so interesting, but you should take the firewood."
She carried the bamboo basket and handed over the firewood.
"My name is Xiaocui. I am a refugee who has just joined our team. I recognize the young master. He is very heroic and can fight one against ten. He is really powerful."
Xiaocui glanced at Han Yiyun secretly from time to time, her eyes were full of little stars, she wished she could write the word "nymphomaniac" on her face, and her heart almost burst out of her chest.
In the world, only such a heroic man can be worthy of her.
For Han Yiyun, she is bound to win!
"Aha, really? Then you should go back as soon as possible after digging the wild vegetables. It's not safe to go out alone."
Han Yiyun hurriedly put down these words and changed places to continue collecting firewood. He had to hurry up and collect enough to burn tonight. Sister Yueyue was injured and couldn't do anything, so she couldn't stay on the mountain for too long.
"Sir, I've almost finished digging the wild vegetables. Let me help you."
"Sir, there is more firewood over there, let's go over there and pick it up."
Xiaocui finds various reasons to get close to Han Yiyun from time to time, which makes people disgusted.
In the camp, Xiaocui's mother Sanniang wanted to cling to Brother Zhan. She would beat her feet, cover her heart, and hold her head.
That's called being delicate and artificial.
"Brother Zhan, I walked so much today and my feet hurt so much. I was scared by those evil people just now. My heart almost jumped out of my chest. Hey, I haven't eaten these days and I feel dizzy. sharp."
Brother Zhan's old face was red, and from time to time he would touch Sanniang's body as soft as a water snake, and his heart would be in a mess. This tingling and numbing feeling was really wonderful.
"Sanniang." Brother Zhan was as gentle as water, and carefully helped Sanniang sit down on the stone. "You rest here first, and I'll go see if the rice is ready."
"Thank you, Brother Zhan. The slave family is waiting for you here. You must come. Don't let the slave family wait too long."
Brother Zhang nodded solemnly. Looking at Sanniang's soft and frail appearance, his protective desire became stronger.
Zhan Qingyue was sitting bored on her trolley to rest, when she saw her second brother hooking up with an old woman from afar. Looking at her second brother's happy face, there was nothing she didn't understand.
Seeing the second brother Zhan coming back in a hurry, she said unceremoniously: "Second brother, beauties are a disaster, pink skulls, don't be deceived by that old woman."
"What are you talking about?" Brother Zhan got angry on the spot and shouted at Zhan Qingyue: "Zhan Qingyue, you don't want to see me well, right? You have to have a hand in everything, I'll tell you today if you don't want to You, Sanniang is not that kind of person, she is already pitiful enough, but you still want to arrange her like this, what is your intention?"
Zhan Qingyue burst into laughter.
