Transmigrated to the 70s: The Scheming Female Supporting Character Lies Her Way to Victory with Metaphysics

Metaphysics master Song Ning transmigrated into a period novel, becoming the eponymous manipulative fake young lady. Immediately after transmigrating, she was tragically set up for divorce by her i...

Chapter 50 Injured

The cave was much deeper than Qiao Bo had seen, and the rope around Qiao Bo's waist was tied straight.

He pulled hard a few times, but the rope didn't go down anymore, so he guessed that the rope had reached its end.

Qiao Bo took out his flashlight and shone it at a distance below, and could see the bottom.

He decisively untied the rope around his waist and jumped off.

"Why did the rope suddenly become lighter?"

Er Xi was standing at the front. He was the first one to feel the rope become thicker.

"really?!"

The village chief's face changed drastically. He walked quickly over to the door and pulled the rope. Sure enough, it became light and fluffy.

"Is anything going to happen to Qiao Bo?"

"Don't panic yet!"

Feng Hai held a torch and listened carefully at the entrance of the cave. "I didn't hear any sound inside. Nothing should have happened..."

"Look... the rope moves!"

Erxi suddenly pointed at the rope and shouted, "It's too much, Brother Qiaobo is fine!"

Qiao Bo vaguely heard some noise from above, so he looked up and said something.

"I'm fine...I saw Uncle Junshan..."

Qiao Bo's voice could be heard faintly coming from the cave, and everyone felt relieved.

"That's it! Be careful..."

The village chief breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Shall we pull you up now?"

"The rope moves... pull..."

Erxi kept his eyes on the rope all the time, and as soon as the rope moved, he started to exert force.

The people behind also pushed hard, and Qiao Bo quickly came up carrying Qiao Junshan.

"How is Junshan?"

Feng Hai helped Qiao Bo put Qiao Junshan down.

He accidentally touched Qiao Junshan's head and got blood on his hand, which scared him immediately.

The village chief and others also saw that Qiao Junshan had blood on his head. The blood mixed with mud covered his face, making him look horrible.

"Uncle Junshan hit his head. We must get down the mountain immediately."

When Qiao Bo was downstairs, he had already checked Qiao Junshan's injuries. The bleeding had stopped, so it shouldn't be serious.

But I don't know if you have any other injuries, so I should see a doctor as soon as possible.

"Then hurry up and go!"

The village chief instructed his men to find a few thick branches and use ropes to make a simple stretcher.

Qiao Bo was still leading the way, with the people behind taking turns carrying Qiao Junshan, and Feng Hai walking at the end.

At times like this, the one who dares to walk at the back is the truly courageous one.

Those young men would rather carry Qiao Junshan than walk behind him.

On the way back home, everyone was much more obedient, following Qiao Bo's footsteps carefully, not daring to step on him more than once.

When they finally saw the candle lights in the village, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

When Qiao Bo got home, it was almost eleven o'clock.

Old Man Qiao heard the noise, put on a coat, and walked out of the house, "Why are you here so late?"

"Uncle Junshan was injured and stayed at Zhoucun Doctor's House for a while..."

Qiao Bo took off his coat, took out the washbasin and soap and planned to take a quick shower.

His clothes were stained with blood and dirt, mixed with sweat, and were sticky and uncomfortable.

"Ho… Is Junshan okay?"

Old man Qiao was shocked. There was something really weird in the mountain behind!

"My head was bruised and my leg was broken..."

It was such a deep hole and I missed a step and fell down. I was lucky to be able to save my life!

“This is really…”

Old man Qiao carefully glanced in the direction of the back mountain and asked, "Did we attract some unclean creature?"

"Hurry up and wash your clothes. Put them in the yard first and don't wear them anymore!"

"I'll go see Master Liu tomorrow and see..."

"Qiao Ran and your mother are sleeping in the east room, Qiao An and I are in the middle room, you should go back to your room tonight!"

"Go to bed early. If you have anything to say, we can talk about it tomorrow!"

Qiao Bo responded softly, and then Old Man Qiao sighed and went into the house.

Qiao Bo took a shower and came into the house smelling like soap.

Song Ning went to bed early after dinner as there was really no entertainment activity in the village at night.

At least the Song family still has a TV to watch, but most of the villagers in Qiaojia Village have never seen what a TV looks like!

When Qiao Bo came in, Song Ning was sleeping soundly with her legs clasped under the quilt.

"You heartless little girl!"

Qiao Bo smiled and tapped Song Ning's little nose.

The gauze on Song Ning's foot had been changed, and the medicine had obviously been changed. It was probably his mother who helped change it.

His mother couldn't be said to be an evil mother-in-law, but she had learned all the bad habits of the village women.

Fortunately, Song Ning was able to find a way to control her!

Qiao Bo looked at the yellow ground beneath his feet and realized that he couldn't sleep on the floor anymore.

There are very few hard surfaces for building houses in the village, and the floors inside the houses are all made of hard-packed loess.

A sophisticated family may lay a layer of bluestone or bricks in the house.

But most people won't spend that money.

Qiao Bo looked at the position next to Song Ning and lay down carefully.

In the rural areas in the north, most families have heated kangs, and their house also has a heated kang.

Song Ning was not used to sleeping in a double bed, so she paid someone to replace it with a double bed.

Although it is a double bed, it is only one and a half meters wide.

Song Ning alone took up most of the bed, and Qiao Bo's body just took up one edge of the bed.

Although the weather has warmed up, it is still a little chilly in the morning and evening.

Song Ning felt too hot before going to bed, so she pushed the quilt under her body, but now she felt a little cold.

Without even opening her eyes, she subconsciously looked for the source of heat, groping her way through it with her hands and feet, and crawled into Qiao Bo's arms.

Qiao Bo didn't even bother to react, and was hugged by Song Ning like an octopus. His body froze all of a sudden, and he didn't dare to breathe.

After Song Ning's breathing became even, Qiao Bo carefully pulled the quilt over her.

It was such a simple action, but it made Qiao Bo sweat all over.

"hot…"

Not long after the quilt was covered, Song Ning grumbled about being hot again and kicked the quilt away.

Qiao Bo was rubbed by her and felt hot all over. Sweat was pouring out of his body. The bath he just took was a complete failure.

After tossing and turning all night, Qiao Bo hardly slept a wink.

Song Ning slept comfortably. As soon as the rooster crowed, she closed her eyes and stretched lazily, feeling extremely comfortable.

"woke up?"

Song Ning was startled by a sudden sound next to her ear.

She suddenly opened her eyes, and when she saw that it was Qiao Boyi next to her, she immediately felt relieved.

She asked why she slept so comfortably last night, and it turned out that her “human plug-in” had returned!

With Qiao Bo's "plug-in", Song Ning doesn't envy Song Wan's "golden finger" at all.

"When will you be back?"

Song Ning took advantage of the situation and lay down in Qiao Bo's arms again, "Why didn't I hear any sound?"

"Someone sleeps like a pig. I'm afraid someone might have sold him without him knowing!"

As Qiao Bo spoke, he pulled at the quilt, carefully covering up his embarrassment.

Someone was a very restless sleeper, and the whole night was very troublesome for him.

Sleeping with her is such a "sweet burden".

"That's because this person is you!"

Song Ning touched Qiao Bo's abdominal muscles with her left hand dishonestly, "If it was someone else, I would have noticed it long ago..."

"Don't move!"

Qiao Bo frowned and held down Song Ning's rebellious fingers, as if he didn't think that he had made a fool of himself enough!

"If you don't want to get up, just lie down for a while. I have to get up and work..."