"When did it happen?" Meng Fansen twisted his rough fingers on the bruise and spoke seriously.
Zhang Xueqing had the same expression on her face, "When I rescued the child yesterday, I was standing fine. I would be fine when you guys came to rescue me. But suddenly there was a sharp pain in my knees, and I couldn't help but kneel down." When I was on the ice, my knees got wet from behind.”
Meng Fansen touched the bruise on the side, with anger surging in his eyes. This was not a mark that ordinary people could make. He had been a soldier for so many years, and if it were him, he might not be able to make such a heavy mark.
But he already had a suspicious candidate in mind. Thinking of that person, Meng Fansen felt a surge of anger in his heart.
"Eat first, we'll talk about this later."
Meng Fansen covered the quilt again, took the bowl of braised noodles, and handed the chopsticks over, "I'll hold it for you."
Zhang Xueqing took the chopsticks skillfully and started eating in small bites.
"Auntie? You're awake!" Xinxin's excited voice came from the other side of Zhang Xueqing.
Zhang Xueqing swallowed the noodles in her mouth and looked at Xinxin. The little girl's eyes instantly turned red. She threw herself into Zhang Xueqing's arms and started crying.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Auntie, Xinxin will never go to the river again. It's all Xinxin's fault. Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Xinxin almost didn't have an aunt."
Zhang Xueqing followed Xinxin's hair. The little girl had just woken up. Her hair was disheveled and shaggy. "It's not Xinxin's fault. Fortunately, Xinxin took her aunt to the river and saved the child. Xinxin is my aunt's little lucky star." .”
The person in his arms stopped crying, sobbed, and raised his head blankly, "Auntie, that's not the case."
"Why not? If it weren't for Aunt Xinxin, I wouldn't be able to save that child. This is a great merit. Xinxin is awesome."
Xinxin, who was confused by the confusion, is that what she said? Why does she feel like something is wrong?
"Okay, go and wash up quickly, your aunt hasn't eaten yet." Meng Fansen said with a headache.
His daughter looked more like Zhang Xueqing's, and there was no one in her eyes except her aunt.
"Stop talking and eat quickly. You will be lumpy after a while."
"oh."
"oh."
Two voices sounded at the same time, and the two lesbians looked at each other and smiled.
After eating, Zhang Xueqing's stomach felt much better. She stretched her legs and realized that the problem was a bit serious.
The frozen knees were severely swollen, and they were still stiff and very uncomfortable. It seemed that the cold air had still penetrated into the knees, which made the broken body even worse.
"Hey, you girl is finally awake. Don't you know what's going on with you? You're still running to save people. I think you don't want your body anymore?"
He Qiaolan, who had been working outside, heard from Xinxin that Zhang Xueqing was awake, so she put down her work and rushed into the house.
Zhang Xueqing looked at He Qiaolan's face, her mouth was filled with words of blame, but her eyes were red and full of heartache.
With a faint smile on Zhang Xueqing's face, she joked, "Auntie, I can't just leave you alone. Okay, come here quickly and show me this leg. It seems like I can't move it."
This feeling of scolding you, but actually caring about you deeply moved Zhang Xueqing. She hadn't had this kind of close feeling for a long time.
She quickly changed the subject. She was really afraid that she would cry with He Qiaolan if she lost control.
He Qiaolan immediately forgot what she had just said, and hurriedly came forward, squeezed it gently, and said distressedly, "Asen also applied ginger juice and salt bags to you several times, but it seems that the effect is still a little bad."
Hearing this, Zhang Xueqing looked around and saw a flat bag on the sole of her foot, connected to a power source. It was probably a salt bag.
That man was so careful. If she really wanted to harm her, she would have died a hundred and eighty times ago.
He shook his head, forgetting the unnecessary thoughts in his head, and reorganized the clues in his hand.
"Auntie, where is Meng Fansen? I just heard the sound of the car starting."
He Qiaolan looked away from her knees worriedly and replied softly, "I went to town to buy things. I'll be back in a while. Do you have anything to do with him?"
What do you think of He Qiaolan now? Why do you think Zhang Xueqing is the perfect daughter-in-law?
As long as Zhang Xueqing is willing, she is willing to serve her, mainly because her son likes her, so she has to give her son a sense of presence from time to time.
Zhang Xueqing hummed and said, "I want him to send me back. I really caused trouble to my aunt yesterday."
As soon as he heard that someone was leaving, He Qiaolan immediately became anxious, "Why are you leaving? Who will take care of you when you go home like this? You will live at your aunt's house.
Ah Sen went to buy daily necessities for you. Don’t even think about leaving. Last night, you had a fever and complained of cold. Ah Sen kept you awake all night.
Xinxin only goes to bed in the middle of the night. Now that you are back home, there is no one to take care of you. How can your aunt feel relieved?
Just stay at your aunt's house in a down-to-earth manner. It won't be too late to leave once your legs are better. They're still swollen! "
He Qiaolan became more and more angry as she spoke. Finally, she took out her leg and accused Zhang Xueqing of not caring about her body. She was worried that she would wait alone. After talking for a long time, Zhang Xueqing reluctantly nodded in agreement.
"Can aunty give me my pants?"
She finally knew that this family was afraid that she would run away, so they hid their pants for her.
Sure enough, when he heard that she wanted pants, He Qiaolan gave up again, "Whatever pants you want, just stay on the bed and don't go anywhere. It's so cold outside, we can't go out!"
Zhang Xueqing laughed. He Qiaolan's coaxing tone was so funny to an older child like her.
Zhang Xueqing lifted the quilt again, "Auntie, you can't let me sit here wearing underwear in broad daylight. Besides, I also need to solve my physical problems."
The moment the quilt was lifted, He Qiaolan saw two big white legs, smiled awkwardly, and turned around to go to another room.
They didn't deliberately collect her clothes, they just took them to the room and dried them on the kang, mainly on the knees and shoes, to ensure that Zhang Xueqing would be dry when wearing them.
He brought the clothes over and handed them to Zhang Xueqing, "The shoes are not dry yet and are still damp inside. Just wear slippers in the house. I will find you a pair of Asen shoes later so you can wear them when you go out."
Taking over her clothes, they were all warm, and Zhang Xueqing felt warm in her heart, "Then I'll trouble Auntie."
"Look at you girl, why are you so troublesome? You keep saying things like that. By the way, you should clean up quickly. You were sick yesterday, and the old Chen family came to see you and then left. I guess you will have to come again today."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Xueqing had a headache. It was instinct to save people. She was not used to being thanked by others, so what should she do?
