More than an hour passed when Wang Guihua and Zhou Changcun helped Zhou Chang'e, who was wrapped tightly, to go down and do some work.
Yao Jingping, who was curled up on the tractor, felt a severe headache and kept raising his hands to rub his temples.
Zhou Zhiyuan came over, picked up a military kettle and stuffed it into her hand, asking her to drink some hot water.
Only then did I notice that her face looked a little bad, and the ends of her hair were covered in ice.
He raised his hand to crush the ice particles in his hair.
"The hair came out before it was dry?"
He took off his military coat and helped put it on her body.
"Wear the cotton-padded jacket and hat underneath the clothes tightly..."
"How old is she? She is seven or eight years old and is not sensible yet she still has to be told by others?"
Zhou Chang'e just lay down and looked at Zhou Zhiyuan's instructions here, and said something angrily.
"Some people are tall, 1,500 or 60 pounds tall and don't know anything about human affairs. Their lives were almost plotted against them, and they still don't know about human affairs..."
Yao Jingping glanced at her coldly and played with the knife in his hand.
"She is not in good health and is angry. There is no need to be familiar with her..."
Wang Guihua's heart was in her throat. Yao Jingping was not someone to be trifled with. Zhou Chang'e was useless now, and Zhou Changcun didn't know how to fight. If there was a fight, he would probably suffer the consequences.
Besides, she has a knife.
A good man will not suffer the immediate disadvantages, and he will not be embarrassed if he bends down and lowers his head.
Yao Jingping was too lazy to waste his saliva with the two mallets. His head was a little dizzy, so he simply closed his eyes and rested.
It's really evil, the way back is not smooth.
The tractor had just been walking for more than ten minutes when another person rushed out from the roadside.
It is really difficult to go out in this era. Mules and horse-drawn carriages are still the main force. There is only one dilapidated passenger car with a mottled body and a rattling sound when running from the county seat to the town. It really makes no sound except the horn.
When driving a tractor and encountering a pedestrian blocking the vehicle, he will stop and give him a ride.
"Xiaoyuan? What a coincidence. Are you going back to Zhoujiatuan today?"
It turned out to be Bai Yulian carrying a bag and a basket.
Sitting in the bed of the tractor, Yao Jingping was in a daze and couldn't care about anything else. She was so dizzy that she curled up into a ball and sat next to her second uncle. All she knew was that the tractor stopped and someone got on.
"You drive!"
Zhou Zhiyuan called Zhou Changcun, and he jumped onto the tractor bed and sat down next to Yao Jingping.
Facing Bai Yulian, who had a smiling face and eyes full of joy, she didn't even look at her.
Yao Jingping was in a bad state this morning. His face was a little yellow, his usually bright eyes were dull, and the tips of his hair were still wet.
His heart suddenly tightened. Could he have a fever again?
She also had trouble and was very weak. The fever nearly killed her last time.
Her attitude towards him changed completely after the last fever. Who knows if she will return to her original state after this fever?
He was nervous and nervous. Seeing Yao Jingping's head lowered and shaking as the tractor moved, he simply stretched out his hand to protect her from being hit by the car behind her.
"Xiaoyuan, what a coincidence. I wanted to go home and see my mother today. I was worried that I wouldn't be able to stop the car. Fortunately, I met you..."
Bai Yulian sat next to Zhou Zhiyuan, staring at him eagerly with her eyes.
She was terribly distressed.
He was wearing a thin old military uniform, and the tip of his nose and ears were red from the cold. Yao Jingping, who was wearing a military coat, seemed invisible and just kept his head down to sleep.
What's the use of marrying such a stupid woman?
"Xiaoyuan, you put on my scarf first..."
As she spoke, Bai Yulian untied her scarf and put it around Zhou Zhiyuan's neck.
"Need not!"
"Second uncle, you sit here and I'll sit over there so that Jingjing can lie on my lap and sleep for a while."
Zhou Zhiyuan refused coldly and directly, letting his second uncle sit in his current seat. He then moved to the corner of the truck bed, sat directly on the cold truck bed, stretched out his long legs, and let Yao Jingping lie half of his body on his bed. On long legs.
He raised his hand and touched Yao Jingping's forehead. Fortunately, he didn't have a fever.
"Xiaoyuan, have you received the sheets, basin, towels and food I sent you?"
Wang Guihua, who had been sitting next to Zhou Chang'e, suddenly became energetic when she heard Bai Yulian's words.
"So many things? Where are they? What's the food?"
Bai Yulian explained to Wang Guihua with a sweet smile.
"Auntie, Xiaoyuan's marriage was arranged so hastily that I don't even know what to believe. Xiaoyuan and I were so good before, so I had to prepare a small gift for Xiaoyuan... I still plan to wait until I finish my work. For winter work, I will knit another scarf for Xiaoyuan..."
Wang Guihua blinked her eyes and discussed with Bai Yulian with a shy face.
"You can knit me a scarf first. I think this red scarf on your head is really pretty..."
"Don't worry, aunt, I will knit it for you when I have time..."
After finally clearing his head, Yao Jingping noticed that he was lying half on Zhou Zhiyuan's lap, almost lying on Zhou Zhiyuan's body.
His back was leaning against the side of the truck. The tractor would bump violently when it encountered rocks and potholes, and his back would be bumped.
She was so distressed that she hurriedly took off her military coat.
"We're here, we'll be home soon, don't take off your clothes..."
When they arrived at their second uncle's house, Yao Jingping and Zhou Zhiyuan simply got out of the car with their things.
He asked Zhou Changcun to go to the brigade committee to return the tractor, and not to forget to speak to the village party secretary Zhou Yongfu and help him fill up the tractor with diesel.
"Why should we add it? Aren't Zhou Zhiyuan, his wife, and the hunchback Zhou Yongshan also sitting on this tractor?"
Wang Guihua felt that she had suffered a loss. Seeing Zhou Zhiyuan and his wife walking towards Zhou Yongshan's house, she couldn't help but spit thick phlegm at their backs.
"Auntie, I brought a pair of gloves. You can take them first. When they are empty, I will knit a scarf for Auntie."
Bai Yulian took out a pair of black gloves from her bag and gave them to Wang Guihua.
The gloves were really well knitted, with well-proportioned stitches and beautiful patterns. However, the gloves were a bit big and didn't really fit on her hands.
You have to keep it even if it doesn't fit. Having this thing is better than nothing.
"What a good girl, let's go, get out of the car and talk to my aunt..."
Wang Guihua and others arrived home here, and Zhou Zhiyuan and Yao Jingping also returned to their second uncle's house.
No one lives in the house for many days, and the house is extremely deserted.
Fortunately, Chen Hongxia came to feed the poultry and fat pigs at home on time every day. The eggs were also put in the basket next to the kang, and firewood and wheat straw were all prepared.
Zhou Zhiyuan added a pot of hot water to the big pot and helped to heat the kang head and boil the boiled water. Yao Jingping spread the sheets and pillowcases given to her by Bai Yulian on the kang head of her second uncle.
The second uncle was so anxious that he couldn't stop it. How could he, a rotten old man with dirt buried up to his neck, use these good things?
Yao Jingping comforted his second uncle to use it well, and he would be angry if he didn't accept her. Then his second uncle stopped talking about it.
It was already noon when the two of them got home from their work.
Thinking that Yao Jingping was still not feeling well, Zhou Zhiyuan simply cooked the pot again and let Yao Jingping lie on the kang covered with a quilt to rest.
"Do you think there are ghosts in this world?"
Just when the water in the big pot was boiling and the room was filled with steam, Yao Jingping, who was sitting on the bed of the kang, suddenly made a faint sound.
Zhou Zhiyuan was shocked.
