Gu Shi seemed to notice Lin Qingyu's discomfort, so he didn't linger.

Back home, Lin Qingyu went to the kitchen to cook. She had promised Zhao Xiaobao meat buns, but hadn't had time to make them yet.

She scooped out several bowls of noodles, intending to make more and send some to Li Xiuhua.

After kneading the dough, she was about to move the basin to the yard when she thought it would be hot and she would wake up soon.

Gu Shi walked in without saying a word and bent down to take the basin from her hands.

This basin is larger than a regular washbasin and is quite heavy.

"Why didn't you call me?"

After Gu Shi carried the basin out, he came back to help Lin Qingyu.

Lin Qingyu was taken aback for a moment before slowly replying, "I thought you were angry."

She was chopping minced meat, and the sound of the cleaver was loud, but Gu Shi heard what she said.

Gu Shi looked at her helplessly, then reached out to snatch the kitchen knife from her hand.

Lin Qingyu was startled and dared not move her hand. She scolded, "What are you doing?"

Gu Shi snatched the cleaver from her hand and continued chopping the filling. "Why am I angry? Now you don't want my help. I think you're the one who's angry!"

Lin Qingyu pouted. She didn't want things to be like this, but seeing Gu Shi helping her with the work made her feel much better.

She reached out and twisted Gu Shi's arm, but couldn't budge it, so she cursed again.

"Who told you to be so tough? I can't even vent my anger, huh!"

After glaring at Gu Shi, Lin Qingyu went to pick some scallions.

Today's steamed buns are filled with pork and scallions.

Looking at the back of Lin Qingyu's head, Gu Shi could already imagine her expression and found it amusing.

Around noon, Lin Qingyu was making steamed buns when she suddenly heard voices coming from the courtyard.

She seemed to hear Zhao Xiaobao speaking, and soon after, he ran in.

"Auntie, are you making steamed buns? They smell so good!"

There was a bowl of minced meat in the kitchen. There was some left over after making the buns, so Zhao Xiaobao gathered around the minced meat and looked at it happily.

"Don't worry, it'll be steamed in a bit and ready to eat soon. Why are you back, Xiao Bao? Did Dr. He bring you back?"

Lin Qingyu kept working with her hands while asking Zhao Xiaobao a question.

"Today Dr. He said he had to go out for a while, so he brought me back and said I didn't need to go for the next couple of days."

"Really? I'll go out and take a look."

Lin Qingyu put down the bun in her hand and went outside to take a look, only to find that Doctor He had already left.

"What did Dr. He say?"

She walked over to Gu Shi, who was repairing his bow and arrows as he prepared to go hunting in the mountains.

"Dr. He has an urgent matter to attend to and will be away from home for the next two days."

"Oh, I thought something had happened. I'll get back to work now. You can come and start the fire; it'll be ready soon."

Gu Shi stopped what he was doing and immediately stood up. "Coming."

Around 1 p.m., the first batch of steamed buns came out of the pot.

After enjoying the hot and fragrant steamed buns, the group steamed a second batch.

Lin Qingyu found a basket, filled it with steamed buns, and said something to Gu Shi, who was busy tending the fire.

"I'm going to take some to my mother. You stay home and watch the house!"

Zhao Xiaobao, who was still munching on a steamed bun, said to Lin Qingyu upon hearing this.

"Auntie, please go and come back soon, and be careful on the road!"

It made both adults laugh.

Lin Qingyu rode her bicycle and soon arrived at the Lin family home.

It wasn't time to start work yet, and when she entered the house, Li Xiuhua was tidying up the kitchen.

"Mom, I steamed some buns and brought them over to you!"

Li Xiuhua is in much better shape now, and she always has a smile on her face when she sees someone.

"You're back. You don't need to keep bringing me things. Gu Shi is young and has a big appetite, let him eat!"

"There's plenty more at home! They were steaming the second batch when I came out, so you can have some!"

Lin Qingyu knew that Li Xiuhua was afraid that Gu Shi might have some ideas.

Even if he didn't know about her space, Gu Shi wouldn't think too much about it.

She put down her basket and followed Li Xiuhua's footsteps; the two were going to see Lin Aiguo.

"You silly child!"

"How is Father doing lately? Has he gotten out of bed and started working in the fields?"

Li Xiuhua sighed. Lin Aiguo was now powerless to do anything, but he was also unwilling to do anything.

“Your dad is bedridden now, and at most he gets up to relieve himself. I can’t say anything to him.”

Lin Qingyu walked into the house, and as soon as she pushed open the door, she was hit by the smell of smoke.

She coughed a few times, fanned herself with her hand, and then saw Lin Aiguo sitting on the bed, smoking a pipe.

When Lin Aiguo saw her, he just snorted and ignored her.

Lin Qingyu had nothing to say. When Li Xiuhua saw him start smoking again, she cursed him a few times and then took Lin Qingyu out.

Zhao Hongxia didn't care about any of that. She just worked when she was supposed to work and ate when she was supposed to eat, and ignored everything else.

The two walked into the courtyard. Lin Qingyu wanted to say something, but held back.

In the end, she simply said, "I'll come over again this afternoon! I'll bring you something."

Before Li Xiuhua could refute, she quickly added, "Don't worry, I work for Gu Shi and I can earn money."

After saying that, he got on his bike and went to the village's supply and marketing cooperative.

It's not convenient to take things out of the space; some things still need to be bought from the supply and marketing cooperative.

One of the sales clerks at the supply and marketing cooperative was a thin, small boy who seemed to be some kind of relative of Feng Weiguo.

When Lin Qingyu arrived, the person was dozing off.

"Young man, I'd like to get a can of malted milk powder."

She knocked on the glass of the cupboard, waking the person up.

The little boy looked about the same age as Lin Weidong. After waking up, he quickly went to get things for Lin Qingyu.

"Is there anything else?"

The malted milk powder was pushed to the front, and after thinking for a moment, Lin Qingyu asked for another can.

"Comrade, I only have one can left here. Why don't you look at some others?"

Lin Qingyu had no choice but to give up, but after glancing at the shelf, she noticed several cans of fruit on it.

Give me all of them!

The little boy stood on the stool to reach it, then took it down and wiped off the dust.

"Comrade, these cost forty-three yuan in total, plus a jin of grain coupons."

Lin Qingyu simply took out the money and left with her things.

As she approached the school, the school bell rang, and the students noisily returned to their classrooms.

Lin Qingyu sighed, "Students are still the best!"

She had just left when the saleswoman at the supply and marketing cooperative planned to go to the restroom and closed the door.

The toilets here are quite a distance from the supply and marketing cooperative, so people usually relieve themselves at the school.

However, the little boy was a bit disgusted and ran to a place further away to attend the class.

As soon as he got there, he felt like someone was there.

The boy was brave and not afraid, so he tiptoed over.

This public toilet is a thatched hut, right next to a dilapidated mud-brick house that is about to collapse.

The sound came from inside.