Transmigrating into a Book in the '70s: The Rough Guy Dotes on His Chubby Wife

(Period Piece + Sweet Pampering + Transmigration into a Book + System + Frog Cub)

What to do when you transmigrate into a book and become a dark-skinned, chubby, tyrannical, and willful woman...

Chapter 159 Rescue Xie Ying (2/2)

As for the others, they were all bought for Zhou Qi and Zhou Ba.

I bought a few books for Zhou Qi, which tell short stories and are suitable for children who are just starting to learn.

I bought Zhou Ba new clothes, a suit, and he looked no different from the kids in the city when he wore them.

What I bought for Liu Yu was not clothes, but a hairpin made of cloth. It should look good when worn. The bow style is also very special.

Zhou Zheng took the gifts he bought for his family and pushed his bicycle back to the village.

As a result, halfway through the journey, he heard someone humming, and it sounded like a woman.

And the voice sounds a bit sad.

Looking around, apart from a pile of wormwood, there was no one to be seen in the suburbs.

The road was not very flat at first, it was a muddy road, riding a bike was very bumpy, and walking was even more difficult with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

Zhou Zheng pressed the brakes, stopped the car, and listened carefully to the source of the sound.

After listening for a while and identifying the direction, Zhou Zheng parked his bicycle on the ground, put his belongings in a net bag, and went to check the situation inside the half-man-high wormwood.

Some of the wormwood was crushed, which showed that someone really had fallen inside.

Zhou Zheng walked closer to the wormwood and finally found the person who had fallen down in the grass.

When I looked closely, it turned out not to be Xie Ying.

How could she fall here? She was still groaning.

Xie Ying was in a very miserable condition at this time. There seemed to be scratches on her face, and blood was oozing out.

The worst thing was her leg. There seemed to be a wound on her leg, about seven centimeters long.

The wound was no longer bleeding, but blood was flowing down the white leg.

At this time, Xie Ying was half leaning in the haystack, humming constantly.

When she looked at Zhou Zheng, her eyes lit up and she couldn't help but ask for help:

"Zhou Zhengzhi, can you please help me? I really can't get up."

When Zhou Zheng saw that the injured person was Xie Zhiqing from the village, he was at a loss for a moment.

He looked around, but couldn't find anyone else to help.

As a grown man and married, how can I have the nerve to pull someone of the opposite sex?

But if I don't help her, am I going to let her lie there in the grass forever?

It was only a three-second ideological struggle before Zhou Zheng's sense of justice prevailed over his others and he stretched out his hand.

"Xie Zhiqing, how did you do this? Why did you fall here and get injured?"

Zhou Zheng stretched out one hand and let the woman hold it, then he pulled her up from the bushes with one hand.

It was impossible to hold her or carry her on my back, so I could only help her to get to the road.

The process was very difficult, after all, we still wanted to keep our distance.

Xie Ying almost hung herself on Zhou Zheng.

Maybe she had that in mind.

After Zhou Zheng helped Xie Ying onto the road, he helped her sit on the back seat of his bicycle.

"Just bear with it, I'll take you to the doctor right away."

This place is halfway along the road, with no village in front and no shop behind.

It is still some distance to Qianjin Village, and even farther from the city.

So the only thing Zhou Zheng could think of was to send Xie Ying to the barefoot doctor in the village.

Along the way, Zhou Zheng rode his bike very fast and didn't care about the shaking road.

He wanted to get the patient to the doctor as soon as possible.

As a result, Xie Ying felt very painful and asked him to slow down, saying that she was shaking too much and would fall.

Zhou Zheng had no choice but to slow down.

There was a section of mountain road where it was impossible to ride a bike, so I had to get off and push it.

As a result, Zhou Zheng pushed the cart and Xie Ying was still sitting on it.

So being a good person is actually not easy.

Zhou Zheng didn't think too much about it at the time. Who could say that he was always just?