Song Yan never thought she would experience a day of transmigrating into a book. Well, if she transmigrated, she transmigrated! The 1970s weren't that scary.
However, she didn't expec...
Perhaps because he was close to Song Yan, Wei Ping, who was usually obedient, refused to get up this morning. Song Yan tugged at him, but he shrank back. "Wei Ping, are you really not getting up? Grandma said she'd give you a bowl of fish soup. If you don't behave, she won't give it to you."
Upon hearing that there was fish soup, Wei Ping immediately jumped up. "I'll be good, I want fish soup." The weather was warm, and the child was still young and didn't know how to be shy. Wei Ping stood naked on the kang (a heated brick bed) and bounced around. "I want fish soup, I want fish soup." With the sensitivity of a doctor, Song Yan immediately noticed the lump in Wei Ping's groin area.
"Come here." Song Yan picked up Wei Ping and laid him flat on the kang (a heated brick bed). She pushed the lump away with her hand. "Wei Ping, strain your stomach." The lump reappeared. This child had an inguinal hernia. In the original book, it was said that Wei Ping had been suffering from abdominal pain. The cause of his death could be that the inguinal hernia had become incarcerated, and without timely surgery, it could have led to intestinal necrosis or intestinal obstruction.
Aunt Wei noticed Song Yan's actions. "It's alright, this child is just stingy."
Small inguinal hernia, inguinal hernia, and other similar terms are all common names for this condition. If Song Yan said that the child would die without surgery, Aunt Wei probably wouldn't believe it. We really need to think of a solution…
I also need to earn money. Medical treatment costs money.
With a small shoulder bag slung over her shoulder and a sickle and rope in hand, Song Yan set off. Passing a potato field, Song Yan looked at the potato vines and, with a thought, planted a potato in her spatial dimension. Wait! A small corner of the dimension was suddenly missing. What happened? Was it because she had stolen the potato vine? Song Yan quickly used her consciousness to move the potato out of the dimension. Looking back into the dimension, the missing corner had reappeared. Plucking a little vine wasn't stealing, was it? Potato cuttings definitely wouldn't survive. But the dimension had magical powers, so who knew! Song Yan cut off a section of potato vine and planted it in the dimension. This time, the dimension didn't shrink. How amazing!
Following Wei Aiguo's directions, they found a large meadow... Oh dear, mowing the lawn wasn't as easy as they thought. One slip and their hand was pierced by the grass blades, and their arm ached after only a short while. Perhaps... Song Yan looked around; there was no one else nearby. She moved the grass into her spatial dimension, used her consciousness to wield a sickle, and with a few swift movements, cut down a large patch... Looking at the bundled grass at her feet, Song Yan wanted to burst out laughing. Life was so wonderful! She finished so much work in no time; now she could spend the rest of her time enjoying nature.
Beyond the grassland lay a forest; this mountain was teeming with life! Wait, a rabbit. Song Yan instantly moved the rabbit into her spatial dimension. Once inside, the rabbit seemed dazed for a long time before finally moving… She continued wandering through the forest…
Song Yan didn't venture too far into the mountains. She had never been into the mountains before and was careful not to lose her way.
Song Yan carried the hay to the cowshed, deciding to walk past the workers to see who would still say she wasn't working...
The people in the field were either sitting or standing, seemingly taking a temporary rest.
"Song Yan".
It's Xiaoxiao. Song Yan put down the grass and walked towards Xiaoxiao. The bag at her waist wasn't empty anymore; it was a lunchbox full of strawberries. Last time, Song Yan thought the strawberries in the space were too big. After that, the strawberries that grew in the space were much smaller. At this time, definitely no one could pick wild strawberries. But I picked them, so what can others do? "Look what this is?"
"Wow, strawberries!" Xiaoxiao didn't stand on ceremony, opening her mouth and waiting for Song Yan to add some flavor. "So sweet!" Jiang Xiaoxiao squinted her eyes, thoroughly enjoying herself.
Jiang Yan continued picking strawberries. The bright red strawberries, still glistening with dew, were incredibly tempting. Several people nearby swallowed hard; they were all from the same village and didn't know Song Yan well.
Jiang Xiaoxiao ate several, and Song Yan offered her more, but she refused. "And what about Wei An and Wei Ping!"
"There's more." Song Yan patted her handbag, and from the sound of her voice, it seemed there was another lunchbox.
Song Yan sensed something was wrong with the pendant again.
"Oh, and I won't be polite then." Xiaoxiao took it herself this time. Suddenly, Xiaoxiao gestured with her lips, indicating to Song Yan to look behind her.
Song Yan turned around and saw He Jianian. This scumbag has no value himself, what's he doing here? Is he just craving strawberries?
When Xiaoxiao returned home yesterday, the female educated youths who lived with her could smell the aroma of fish soup on her. When He Jianian heard this, she swallowed hard several times. If Song Yan hadn't been unavailable, she definitely would have given her some fish soup. Now, seeing those tempting strawberries, He Jianian unconsciously walked over.
Wei Aiguo was nearby, but Song Yan hadn't brought him any strawberries. At this time of year, it wouldn't be strange for the couple to be affectionate in public. However, it was a different story if He Jianian ate the strawberries Wei Aiguo missed. Song Yan pulled Xiaoxiao along. Li Yuanzhao was ahead.
Wei Aiguo saw both Jiang Xiaoxiao and Song Yan's subtle actions. Was it because there were too many people around that Song Yan didn't dare to go too far, or had she simply let go of her lover?
"Sister Yuanzhao, I'm so grateful to you for visiting me when I was injured. Here, try some strawberries I picked." Song Yan handed the strawberries to Li Yuanzhao.
Li Yuanzhao couldn't resist the tempting strawberries and ate two.
Seeing Xiaoxiao, Song Yan took out some strawberries, unable to resist sharing them with her best friend. She couldn't stay here attracting attention forever. Song Yan grabbed another handful of strawberries and handed them to Jiang Xiaoxiao and Li Yuanzhao respectively. "I've been out for quite a while, and I don't know how my mother-in-law and children are doing. I have to go now." Song Yan quickly walked towards the edge of the field. Wei Aiguo also hurried a few steps forward, picked up a large bundle of grass from the ground, and handed it to Song Yan.
It's quite strenuous to carry such a large bundle of grass on your back. Wei Aiguo's actions saved her a lot of effort. Song Yan is the kind of person who always reciprocates kindness. "The strawberries I picked are so sweet. I'll save some for you later."
Everyone nearby heard what Song Yan said. Some people even teased Wei Aiguo from time to time. He Jianian, who was not far away, heard this and his face turned very ugly.
Regardless of whether Song Yanhe continues to live with Wei Aiguo in the future, she is nominally his wife now. How dare He Jianian have designs on her? Is he living too comfortably?
He Jianian was unaware that Wei Aiguo had already found out about his close relationship with Song Yan. Wei Aiguo had originally planned to divorce Song Yan and hadn't intended to do anything to him. However, today, in front of everyone, he had tried to approach her, which had touched a nerve with Wei Aiguo. He Jianian never expected to suffer for what happened today.