Chapter 117 The weather is too hot
Gu Huai fled out of the bedroom, walked to the yard, turned on the faucet on the washing machine, scooped up the water and splashed it on his face a few times, then patted the back of his neck with his wet hands.
As he raised his hand to turn off the faucet, the image of Yu Hui lying flat on the bed appeared in his mind again.
One hand on the pillow, one on the stomach.
There is a small hill on the chest that looks like a steamed bun, and there is a small dot on the top of the hill.
"Plop..." The blood from Gu Huai's nose dripped onto the washing table.
"Ahuai, why are you bleeding so much from your nose?" Zhao Changying walked to the washing table at some point.
"Ah..." Gu Huai touched his nose and mouth with his hands, wiping away the blood.
He turned on the faucet again and rinsed with water. "The weather is a bit hot and dry, and I'm getting a sore throat."
"Stop washing and lift your head up."
Gu Huai covered his nose as he was told and tilted his head back.
All the blood flowed back into my mouth, filling it with the bloody taste.
…
It’s better to keep your head down.
"Mom will cook you some mung bean porridge tonight to help you cool down." It wasn't even the hottest day yet, but Ah Huai was already so irritated. How would he bear it in July or August?
Gu Huai's nosebleed stopped after a while, and then he went out for a run to relieve the heat.
After breakfast in the morning, Gu Huai drove to the camp.
Before leaving, he said that he might work overtime in the evening, and if he didn't come back by the time, there was no need to wait for him to come back for dinner.
After hearing Zhang Jinglin talk about hawthorn candy snowballs, the children in the compound who had become familiar with the three Gu Dong brothers came to his house on the pretext of wanting to play with them.
Yu Hui didn't care and let them entertain themselves.
They gave each of the friends who came to play a hawthorn candy snowball.
In the afternoon, Yu Hui made Gu Huai's pajamas, short-sleeved shirt, and two pairs of pants, one long and one short.
"I didn't expect that Tailor Zhang also taught you how to operate the sewing machine." Zhao Changying said when Yu Hui was making clothes.
Tailor Zhang was from their village and made clothes at the supply and marketing cooperative. When he was too busy, Yu Hui would go to help him and he would treat her to a meal.
The villagers also said that he was stingy. People gave him a day's work, busy from morning to night, and he only provided one meal.
Unexpectedly, Tailor Zhang not only provided her with a meal, but also taught her the skills of cutting clothes and operating a sewing machine.
No one would easily teach a skill like this unless you formally become an apprentice and pay tuition.
Tailor Zhang is actually a kind and good man.
Yu Hui smiled but said nothing. In the original owner's memory, Tailor Zhang never taught her anything, but just asked her to help out. However, the original owner was smart and learned some things by watching.
The original owner had experience helping a tailor, so she didn't have to bother explaining to others why she knew how to cut clothes and use a sewing machine.
After waking up from a nap, Gu Dong took a ping-pong ball and took his cousin, cousin and younger cousin to the playground to play ping-pong.
Gu Qiuyan played table tennis often when she was in school or during physical education class, and she had pretty good skills.
There was only one table, so everyone played together, competing for the king position, and took turns to play. Gu Qiuyan never let go of the table tennis racket after picking it up, and she was always the king.
"Pah..." Gu Qiuyan smashed the ball and raised her chin, shouting, "Next one."
Wu Chao looked at the racket in his hand in disbelief. He was a pretty good table tennis player in school, but under the hands of his cousin Gu Dong, he didn't even have a chance to connect with the ball.
Wu Chao handed the racket to Gu Dong, "Gu Dong, your cousin is really good at playing table tennis."
Gu Dong smiled proudly, even though he was killed after just serving the ball.
Gu Qiuyan joked proudly, "It's not that I'm too good, but that the people in your military dependents' courtyard are too weak."
Although she was invincible in the school when she was in the countryside, she didn't expect that the same would happen after she moved to the city.
You know, children in the city have more opportunities to play these games than children in the countryside.
"That country girl who came out of the remote mountains? She's so arrogant." A mocking voice sounded.
Gu Qiuyan frowned and looked over, only to see two girls in white dresses walking towards them, holding ping-pong balls and holding hands.
The two of them glanced at Gu Qiuyan and smiled contemptuously.
Gu Qiuyan's face changed, and she felt that these two people looked especially like the people who laughed at them the night before.
Gu Dong and Gu Nan also frowned. Their cousin was looked down upon, so of course they couldn't be happy.
"Sister Xinhong, it's not appropriate for you to say that." Wu Chao frowned and said to the shorter girl.
The short one is Zhou Xinhong, Sun Tieying’s daughter. She is seventeen years old and in her second year of high school.
The tall one is her cousin, named Sun Wenxiu. She is nineteen years old this year, just graduated from high school, and is still waiting for the admission notice after the college entrance examination.
"Why is it inappropriate?" Zhou Xinhong looked at Gu Qiuyan and asked, "Aren't you a country girl from a remote mountain village?"
A country girl from the countryside, who had only defeated a few children, brazenly said that the people in her military family compound were too weak and she just couldn't stand it.
She is as annoying as her country mom. Recently, her dad and mom have been quarreling at home, all because of her mom.
"Yes, I am." Gu Qiuyan admitted calmly, "I am a country girl. I am proud. But the tone and expression you use sound like you're looking down on me."
Zhou Xinhong scoffed, "What do you have to be looked up to? You're just a country bumpkin, wearing a gray plaid long-sleeved shirt in the middle of summer. Can't your family afford a skirt?"
"Sister Wenxiu, grandma wouldn't wear clothes like this, right?" Zhou Xinhong deliberately asked her cousin.
Sun Wenxiu nodded and chuckled.
Gu Qiuyan frowned: "What does it have to do with you whether my family can afford a skirt or not? Just because my family can't afford a skirt, can you laugh at me?"
"As the child of a cadre, your ideological awareness is really too low."
"We rural people all know that this is a new society where everyone is equal. It's not the old society where people are divided into different classes. We can't look down on others."
"You..." Zhou Xinhong choked. She didn't expect that this country girl was not only eloquent, but also gave her a boost.
Seeing her cousin was frustrated, Sun Wenxiu tugged at Zhou Xinhong's sleeve and said, "Xinhong, why are you talking so much to a country bumpkin?"
He wanted to say that the other person was a country bumpkin, belittle him, and get back some face for his cousin.
Gu Qiuye couldn't stand it any longer. "You keep calling me a country bumpkin and a village girl. What? Are you looking down on country people? Then don't eat the food grown by country people."
"That's right," Wu Chao followed suit. "My grandfather is from the countryside, so I'm a country boy too. So what? Do you look down on me too?"
"No, Wu Chao, you're sick." Zhou Xinhong glared at Wu Chao, her face flushed. "I was just speaking up for you. Didn't you hear her just say that the people in our military dependents compound are too weak?"
Wu Chao: "We are weak to begin with and cannot defeat Sister Qiuyan. What's wrong with that? Besides, she was just joking."
"Besides, if you want to play table tennis, then just play table tennis. Why do you say that she is a country girl and a country person who can't afford a skirt?" He really couldn't understand her.
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