After Su Yuhong left, Zhao Xiaoling asked, "Mingqing, can you get cotton?"

"Yes, I happen to know an uncle who grows cotton."

"That's really great. Could you buy some for me? Money is not a problem. My son Tianhua went around the county town yesterday and bought some, but it was only enough to make a pair of gloves. Although you can buy ready-made cotton-padded clothes, making them yourself won't keep you warm."

"No problem, how much do you want?"

"It's enough to make two or three cotton-padded jackets. Of course, more would be better."

Li Mingqing thought that he hadn't seen Zheng Chenggong for a long time, and he must be short of cotton there.

He immediately planted cotton in all the empty spaces.

It can be picked after seven or eight days.

The extra ones will not change if you put them in the space, and you can use them for ten or eight years.

He had just finished cleaning up the space when Zhou Jiangang, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, came in.

"When will you be back?"

"I just got back this afternoon, and I came to see you right away."

"Not going to school anymore?"

"Come back for the New Year, and we'll talk about it after the New Year."

Hearing this, Li Mingqing asked in confusion, "So early for the holiday?"

"Yeah, I'm not sure if I can go to school yet. The school is a bit uneasy. Luckily, I'm just a student. I heard from everyone that two teachers were taken away from the school. Everyone is in a panic for a while, and I don't know what will happen."

"It's okay, you still have to go."

After all, this is the last batch of college students, and we have to wait a long time before the college entrance examination can be resumed.

"Ah, who knows? I'll run back as soon as the holiday starts, for fear that if I walk too slowly I won't be able to get back."

Li Mingqing said with a smile: "I never thought you would cherish your life so much, seeing you look so carefree and disillusioned with the world."

"You only have one life, and it's better to live a miserable life than to die."

"What's the matter with you coming here?"

"As expected of my brother, you guessed it right. There is indeed something wrong. Although my family has a lot of coal, it can't buy that much cotton. Do you have any connections to help you get it?"

"Okay, no problem. But please send fifty honeycomb briquettes to my house."

"Sure, sure."

Zhou Jiangang agreed happily.

Not only did he find a source of cotton, but he also sold a batch of honeycomb coal, making only profits and no losses.

Only then did Li Mingqing feel that winter was really coming.

In the past two days, more and more people have come to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy cotton. If it weren't for the half-day purchase limit, it would all be sold out.

Zhou Jiangang chatted with Li Mingqing in the supply and marketing cooperative for about an hour.

"I'll go back to the county first and deliver the honeycomb coal directly to your doorstep tomorrow."

"Okay, what time will you be there?"

"It has to be at noon."

"Just right, I'll be off work by then."

Zhou Jiangang went out and rode away happily on his bicycle.

When he left home, he had promised his brother Zhou Jianshe that he would definitely get cotton. As expected, he was his good friend, and he had earned his respect in front of his brother.

The afternoon passed peacefully.

But when Li Mingqing returned to the house, he happened to meet Lin Yan who was injured while working.

It just looked scary, and there was a lot of blood, but in fact there were no vital injuries.

His head was riddled with holes made by his wife, Wang Dafeng.

Everyone in the village was stunned.

Wang Dafeng was digging the ground with a hoe, concentrating on talking to Lin Zhaodi, but accidentally hit Lin Yan on the head who was squatting on the ground to rest.

Lin Zhaodi was so frightened that she dared not say a word.

Although it was not her fault, Wang Dafeng still held her down and hit her twice.

Dislike her for causing trouble.

If it weren't for her, she wouldn't have accidentally hurt Lin Yan.

She didn't take any responsibility for herself, but blamed everything on Lin Zhaodi.

Lin Yan felt nothing in his heart as he listened to the old woman Lin cursing.

He felt dizzy and uncomfortable. He had lost too much blood and was suffering from anemia.

The barefoot doctor had been working for more than ten minutes, but the bleeding had not stopped.

Wang Dafeng was so excited to see Li Mingqing coming back, as if his life-saving straw had come.

Several people were making a fuss right in front of Li's house, and Li Mingqing couldn't pretend not to see them.

Sun Jiaxue was also outside, being protected by Old Lady Li to prevent her from getting hurt in the stomach.

Old Mrs. Lin was worried that Li Mingqing would not treat her son because of what happened to Wang Dafeng two days ago.

She said, "Ming and Qing, we are all from the same village. Is my son okay?"

"It's okay, just a little bleeding, just stop the bleeding and bandage it."

Li Mingqing stopped his bicycle and went back to the house to get the medicine box.

Acupuncture to stop bleeding.

After the blood flow slowed down, it was taken out and disinfected with disinfectant.

While disinfecting the wound, Lin Yan grimaced in pain and took several deep breaths.

He looked at the wound and said, "It's such a big wound that someone who doesn't know would think it was caused by an enemy. If it was a little more to the side, I really don't know what would have happened."

Wang Dafeng stood there in fear without saying a word.

Old Mrs. Lin glared at her fiercely, fearing that she would have a hard time in the next few days.

Seeing that Lin Yan was so patient and a real man, Li Mingqing dripped a drop of spiritual spring water on the wound.

He instantly felt less painful and stuffy.

The village chief and the team leader were completely relieved only after seeing the wound bandaged.

The village chief warned, "Everyone, don't be distracted when working. Everyone saw what happened today. What will happen if something goes wrong?"

The villagers who gathered around to watch the fun nodded one after another.

Lin Yan stood up and said to Li Mingqing, "Thank you, otherwise the blood might still be flowing now."

"What's there to thank him for? If he hadn't wanted to bring electricity to the village, we wouldn't have to go through all the hard work of cutting down trees and digging holes. Isn't this just asking for trouble?"

Wang Mazi said impatiently.

He really didn't want to work and was thinking of going to the village to find Widow Zheng.

Li Mingqing raised his eyebrows and said, "If you don't want to use electricity, you don't have to. No one will tie you up with a rope and force you to work."

"Why not use electricity? Electricity is meant for people to use."

Wang Mazi said very shamelessly.

The most outrageous one was Zhao Guiying.

She came out holding her belly and said, "Since the village has the opportunity to have electricity thanks to you, you should pay us who work in the village or find someone to do the work."

"You mean the village should just sit back and enjoy the fruits of its labor?"

"Don't say it so harshly, it's just that this way the big guys are more willing to do it."

"You've taken advantage of me and taken all the benefits. You're really shameless. It's really shameless to say such shameless things at such an old age."

Zhang Cuihua was the first to support what Zhao Guiying said.

"Yes, that's right, that's how it should be."

"Tsk—, if you don't want to do it, then don't do it. Just contact our Li family."