Shen Banxia lifted Zhou Mingqian's head and made him sit in a chair. "Zhou Mingqian, listen to me. You're not bad at all. It's their own fault for being so inhuman. Your thinking is not wrong. If it were me, I would have shut them up long ago. You are the best person in the world."

In a direct physiological sense, he shut up, so Zhou Mingqian was much kinder than I was.

Zhou Mingqian felt like he was hallucinating, and he checked again and again, "Wife, what did you just say? I didn't hear you clearly. Can you say it again?"

Shen Banxia rolled her eyes. "Zhou Mingqian, when did you become so insecure? Since they are at fault, why take the blame on yourself? Do you think the burden you're carrying is too light? If you don't like them, then fight them."

Zhou Mingqian hadn't expected that he would feel disgusted, resentful, or pitied. None of that was true. The woman in front of him told him that he was the best and that they were the ones who were wrong.

Zhou Mingqian stood up and hugged Shen Banxia tightly.

Shen Banxia could sense his inner turmoil, but she still said the same thing: why should she punish herself for someone else's mistakes?

In her opinion, the Zhou family members were rotten to the core.

Whether it's the father who tries to smooth things over, the mother who is biased, the second brother's family who works like an ox, the third brother who is greedy, the fourth brother who is snobbish, or the selfish Zhou Mingjiao, they are all bad people from the bottom of their hearts.

In this case, Zhou Mingqian, who is slowly awakening to himself in the script, seems out of place with the rest of the family.

But how could she explain these things? Could she say that there was a script in front of her, in which his younger sister was the heroine of a beloved novel, and he himself was the villain with a bad ending?

Shen Banxia shook her head. Forget it. If sharing could be enabled, that would be fine. Anyway, husband and wife are one. If she knows, doesn't that mean Zhou Mingqian knows?

The most important thing right now is to get through this tough winter. Suddenly, Shen Banxia's expression froze. What was going on? This was clearly the most important thing right now, yet she seemed to have completely ignored it.

They were either engrossed in watching the spectacle or caught up in the entanglements with the Zhou family.

Something's not right, this is completely wrong.

Given the current weather conditions, even a city girl like Shen Banxia, ​​who knows nothing about farming, could see it. The old hands in the village should have noticed it long ago, but why is it that the village is acting as if nothing happened?

Even before they fell out, she had Zhou Mingqian remind the Zhou family, but now it seems they didn't take it seriously.

Is it really going to be like in the script? She remembers that people died because of this cold disaster.

The thought sent chills down Shen Banxia's spine.

Is human life really so insignificant?

No, no, Shen Banxia refused to accept her fate. Since she had come to Zhoujiazhuang by chance and obtained something like the Light Screen Script, she couldn't ignore it.

It's not that Shen Banxia is a born saint; it's just that, apart from a few exceptions, everyone in Zhoujiazhuang is quite lovable.

Knowing she was pregnant, she always liked to bring a handful of peanuts or other treats from home and feed them to herself.

Moreover, when she was hospitalized, many people came to visit her, bringing gifts.

Even when Zhou Mingqian was away on a business trip, her family never lacked firewood or water.

Zhou Mingqian thought Shen Banxia was cold, "Wife, why don't you go lie down on the bed for a while?"

Shen Banxia shook her head. "Brother Da Ming, where did the little field mouse go?"

She remembered something she had overlooked.

Why did this happen? After encountering that thing (the poisonous snake), she was fortunately saved by the little field mouse. What was she thinking at that time?

She clearly remembered telling herself that when she got home, she would ask Zhou Mingqian to sew her a cloth bag.

But what happened next? She never even thought about it.

If it weren't for today's disaster, she would have completely forgotten about both the extremely cold weather and the little field mouse incident.

The more Shen Banxia thought about it, the more she felt as if an invisible hand was controlling everything.

Just like Zhou Mingqian said, everything was clearly wrong, but his family members didn't seem to notice anything at all.

Now, Shen Banxia also has that feeling.

She knew a little more than Zhou Mingqian, and she vaguely felt that it should be related to the so-called script.

It makes people unconsciously overlook the important things.

"Why did you suddenly bring up that chubby little mouse?" Zhou Mingqian hadn't quite come to his senses yet.

“I need to see it. If it weren’t for it last time, you wouldn’t even be able to see me now. Tell me, why did I forget about it?”

Zhou Mingqian was stunned.

"Take a look around its original cave and see if you can find it there."

"good".

Zhou Mingqian had no time for sentimentality.

After Zhou Mingqian left, Shen Banxia couldn't calm down. To prevent herself from forgetting again, she took out her personal notebook and pen and wrote down everything that had just come to mind.

Of course, to prevent others from noticing anything amiss, Shen Banxia simply wrote down a few words and numbers that she knew.

Snow, freezing rain, hailing of eggs (10+), firewood, water tank, rice, sweet potatoes, milk powder...

Write down whatever comes to mind.

The waiting time always seemed to pass incredibly long. After pacing back and forth several times, Zhou Mingqian finally appeared.

Zhou Mingqian pulled a small field mouse out of his chest. "Xiaxia, come and see it."

Shen Banxia took it; its fur was covered in blood, and she dared not delay.

After a careful examination, the external injury was first disinfected with alcohol. "Squeak—", the ground Panax notoginseng powder was sprinkled on it.

"Find the little basket that holds the eggs, and remember to stuff my thick cotton coat inside."

Zhou Mingqian quickly got it ready, but he used his own clothes instead.

After the medicine was applied, the little field mouse finally got a chance to rest and recuperate.

"What on earth happened?"

"When Wu left, this little guy was fighting a weasel."

Shen Banxia's silence was deafening.

But now is not the time to worry about that. We'll only know the truth once it wakes up.

Shen Banxia had a premonition that she could find the answer to her questions about the little field mouse.

It is special; Shen Banxia can understand its language. But how did this little guy get involved with a weasel?

Thinking back to what I'd heard in stories before, it wasn't a good thing.

It's amazing that this little guy, no bigger than the palm of your hand, could fight a weasel.

However, according to the little field mouse, it is quite old and can be considered a sentient being. So how did this happen?