Sorry to bother you.
For some reason, Zheng Nanle suddenly felt a little nervous.
Perhaps it was the guilt of peeping at someone, or perhaps it was the intense gaze of those dark, inky eyes, but Zheng Nanle looked away and glanced down.
He paused, then looked up at Lu Guangbai.
Lu Guangbai had already turned his gaze away, bent down, and continued planting rice.
Zheng Nanle glanced at it for a moment, then shifted his gaze to the other side of the road.
Over there are fields, and the village women are harvesting rapeseed. Two grandmothers are sitting on nylon cloth, using sticks to beat the rapeseed stalks and remove the rapeseed seeds from the mature pods.
Seeing the villagers working so enthusiastically while she stood idly by the roadside, Zheng Nan felt somewhat out of place. Not wanting to work in the fields, she sheepishly left the area.
Lu Guangbai then straightened up and turned to look at Zheng Nanle's figure.
No, what was he thinking? He actually thought Zheng Nanle was quite handsome standing there, with his piercing eyes and graceful figure.
Like elegant bamboo, like a tall and solitary pine.
It's clearly a little black monkey.
Lu Guangbai wiped the sweat from his forehead with the towel draped around his neck, shook off the thoughts that had suddenly appeared in his mind, and focused on the rice paddies.
With nothing to do, Zheng Nanle decided to head to the back of the mountain.
She can't eat the prey she hunts, but she can use Lu Guangbai as a connection to get Xie Ronghua to help her sell it and save up for Er Ya's future.
A few years later, with the reform and opening up, Er Ya will need capital whether she wants to be a farmer at home or go out to do business.
As I crossed the crossroads, I could see a tall man in military uniform carrying a bag walking from the village entrance.
The children playing at the village entrance caught sight of him and scattered. Only a few boys and girls from the village chief's family gathered around him. The man took out candy from his pocket and gave it to the children. The children peeled a piece of candy and put it in their mouths, carefully putting away the rest. They then gathered around the man and walked with him this way.
Zheng Nanle knew who he was: Xie Jianhua, the village chief's successful grandson who served in the army.
Xie Jianhua is nearly 1.8 meters tall, with broad shoulders, a straight back, a narrow waist, and long, thick legs. His loose-fitting trousers accentuate the strong muscles in his thighs as he walks. Ignoring his appearance, his physique is truly amazing, exuding hormones and a powerful presence.
Of course, it's also very dangerous.
No wonder Er Ya looked scared.
Er Ya was thin and small. When this man stood up, he was like a wall. He clenched his fist, and his arm was thicker than Er Ya's thigh. With one punch, Er Ya would fall to the ground and face her great-grandmother.
She could appreciate the beauty of such a wild man, but Er Ya probably couldn't; she'd probably be trembling with fear, and before she could even speak, she'd be shaking.
Noticing Zheng Nanle's scrutiny, the man's sharp gaze suddenly swept over.
Thick, dark eyebrows and deep, dark eyes exuded an intense sense of oppression.
Zheng Nanle grinned, revealing a silly smile, and turned to leave.
"That's... Er Ya?" Xie Jianhua barely managed to recall a thin figure with her head always down.
"Yes, yes, Fifth Uncle, poor Er Ya, she bumped her head and had a high fever, but her grandma won't treat her, and she's gone mad."
Xie Jianhua felt a lump in his throat and a sense of powerlessness.
In rural areas where the preference for sons over daughters is extreme, he can only watch and listen without being able to do anything about it.
At noon, Zheng Nanle went home for lunch, ignoring the stench of chicken and pig droppings filling the air, and ate his rice with relish.
That's a joke.
The meals the Zheng family ate became increasingly perfunctory. Before, it was sweet potato rice with a little oil in the dishes, but now it's all sweet potatoes with plain farm-style dishes, without a trace of oil or salt. It's simply awful.
They treat themselves like rabbits, feeding them grass.
Seeing Old Man Zheng and Old Woman Zheng swallowing sweet potatoes and vegetables with expressionless faces, Zheng Nanle mindlessly followed suit and stuffed sweet potatoes into his mouth.
In short, it's not feasible to make her save on food rations.
She should eat what she is entitled to.
In the afternoon, Zheng Nanle couldn't resist and went to the mountains to hunt a pheasant.
There's no way around it; without oil, you won't feel full.
Time flew by, and soon it was Xie Xiaoyi and Xie Xiaosan's wedding day.
Generally speaking, when someone in the village holds a wedding or funeral, the whole village will come to help. However, the village chief was dissatisfied with the Xie family and used the busy farming season as an excuse to make the Xie family prepare everything themselves.
It's not really an excuse. Funerals are unavoidable; when the King of Hell wants someone dead, it's hard to keep them alive. They can't take care of the busy or slack farming seasons. But weddings are always avoided during the busy farming season.
Several able-bodied women in the Xie family had to take leave for the wedding, losing a full day's worth of work. The eldest, Old Mrs. Xie, had a long face, looking more like she was attending a funeral than a wedding.
The villagers who are well-off give a few cents, while those who are not well-off bring some vegetables as a gift (this is still very little, unless they really have no other choice). Each family will also send one or two representatives to the banquet (unless they are particularly shameless, they can't afford to send a dozen or so family members to the banquet for just a few cents).
The banquet was held at noon, so we could get back to work right after the meal without wasting any time.
After finishing his meal, Zheng Nanle came over to watch the excitement with his hands tucked in.
There were many villagers like her who didn't sit at the table but stood outside the table. If someone invited them to sit down, they would go over and have a bite.
Zhang Yu sat with the other educated youth. All the educated youth from the village had come. They were single and had given gifts, so they naturally sat down to eat. When they saw Zheng Nanle, Zhang Yu came over with a bottle of malted milk powder. She first gave Zheng Nanle a few White Rabbit candies and chocolates, and then handed her the malted milk powder, saying, "I've never had it before, you should drink it."
Zheng Nanle accepted it without refusing.
It's not like I can't pay it back.
"Why is there malted milk powder?" Zheng Nanle glanced at the table and saw that each of the female educated youths had a bowl of malted milk powder in her hand.
Is the Xie family really that wealthy?
"Xie Hemiao collapsed."
Xie Hemiao is Xie Xiaowu's younger sister and Xie Laoda's youngest daughter.
Zhang Yu said, "I don't like drinking this, you drink it."
Seeing that the malted milk powder in the bowl was still there, Zheng Nanle knew that Zhang Yu was not lying. "Okay, thanks."
"You're welcome." Zhang Yu smiled shyly, looking at Zheng Erya with gentle eyes.
Even now, thinking about Er Ya's kick still excites her.
Er Ya is the hero in her heart.
Zheng Nanle looked up and his gaze fell on the newlyweds. He couldn't help but laugh.
The two newlywed couples were radiant with joy. Xie Xiaoyi and Zhou Guihua were beaming with happiness, while Xie Xiaosan and Zhang Pandi looked utterly dejected, one as if she had lost her parents, the other blushing with shyness.
When people are happy, they are in high spirits. Zhang Pandi's face was much smoother, and she was wearing new clothes without patches. Her hair was styled into two braids like a young girl. She looked as pretty as a flower and looked more than ten years younger than before.
The villagers exchanged knowing glances.
Oh my, this middle-aged woman still has her charm; no wonder Xie Xiaosan prefers an old lady to a young woman.
Looking at Xie Xiaoer, he was eating and drinking nonchalantly at the table, showing little sign of sadness, as if the person getting married today was not his ex-wife, but a complete stranger.
This disappointed the villagers who were hoping to see him make a fool of himself.
How can he be so easygoing? He has no backbone at all.
They point fingers and criticize, expressing their disappointment and frustration.
Zheng Nanle watched with amusement, and without any suspicion, he picked up the bowl and gulped down the drink. After taking a sip, his face contorted in rage.
I miscalculated; they actually drugged me.
She handed the bowl to Zhang Yu and said, "There's something dirty in this malted milk powder. Take it to the village chief."
"What?" Zhang Yu trembled with anger.
Is someone plotting against her again?
Is she some kind of pushover, someone that everyone wants to take advantage of?
But that's not the most important thing right now. She took the malted milk powder and stared nervously at Zheng Nanle. "Er Ya, wait for me. I'll take you to Dr. Tang."
"No need, I'll find a quiet place to wait for a while." Zheng Nanle had never met Dr. Tang and didn't know how skilled he was, but she had witnessed Lu Guangbai's medical skills.
So, she went to find Lu Guangbai.
"No, we should see a doctor." Zhang Yu stepped forward to help Zheng Nanle.
Zheng Nanle waved his hand and turned to leave the Xie family's courtyard.
Zhang Yu followed for a couple of steps, but seeing that Zheng Nanle was walking fast and had disappeared in a few moments, she had no choice but to stop, wipe away her tears, and turn around to find the village chief.
Er Ya suffered because of her, and she must make the mastermind behind it all pay the price.
The village chief, upon learning of this, was speechless.
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Lu Guangbai was not in the Xie family courtyard. His identity was still a taboo subject among the villagers, so they only gave him a gift and then returned to the cowshed.
Zheng Nanle was aware of this as well, and headed towards the cowshed with a clear purpose.
Zheng Erya, who was standing beside her, asked worriedly, "Sister, are you alright?"
"It's alright." Zheng Nanle only took a sip; it wasn't much, and the medicine wasn't very potent.
Up to now, I only have a slight fever, like I've been drinking fake alcohol.
However, in the period novels she read, this kind of spring medicine was usually for veterinary use, and she was worried that it would put a burden on her body.
I'd rather have Lu Guangbai take a look than feel at ease.
Before even reaching the cowshed, I could hear noises inside, like something rolling on the ground, along with heavy breathing and muffled groans.
Zheng Nanle's eyes lit up, his radar activated, and he approached the cowshed with light and quick steps, like a cat.
At the same time, she wondered who was so shameless as to do that in the cowshed, so bold, and not afraid of being caught by the people in the cowshed.
Could it be that Lu Guangbai has been framed?
The thought made Zheng Nanle feel uneasy. She walked to the cowshed, lifted the straw mat, and peered inside with a cold gaze.
Lu Guangbai and Xie Ronghua were seen embracing each other, their arms and legs intertwined like octopuses. They were staring at each other, their breathing heavy.
Hearing the noise, the two of them looked towards the door at the same time.
Zheng Nanle's eyes widened.
Lu Guangbai and Xie Ronghua actually have this kind of relationship?
She stepped back silently, saying, "Excuse me, I'm sorry to bother you. Please continue."
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