Qu Huaiyuan's face flushed, and he touched his cheeks again, asking Zhen Wanwan hesitantly, "Is there something dirty on my face?"
Zhen Wanwan was completely bewildered by his question. What did he mean?
Zhen Wanwan let out a confused "Ah."
She wasn't looking at him. Isn't this kid too narcissistic?
Zhen Wanwan's reaction made Qu Huaiyuan even more embarrassed.
He wondered if his words had been too direct and embarrassed Zhen Niangzi.
Qu Huaiyuan wanted to explain that he didn't mind Zhen Wanwan staring at him, he was just... just a little shy.
However, he was not good at socializing with women and couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time.
He stammered, "That's not what I meant, it's...it's..."
"Brother Qu, why is your face so red? Do you have a fever?" Zhen Wanwan asked worriedly when she saw his unusual reaction.
Unexpectedly, after she finished asking the question, Qu Huaiyuan's face turned even redder, and he stammered, "No..."
Zhen Wanwan sighed and took out some fever reducer from the medicine box for him: "This is medicine for treating fever. Take it three times a day. Brother Qu, you need to get plenty of rest. Aunt Qu's eyesight isn't good. What will she do if you fall ill on the road?"
Qu Huaiyuan gave up struggling, closed his eyes and accepted the fact that he had a fever. He stiffly thanked Zhen Wanwan, "Thank you, Madam Zhen."
"Don't be shy. No matter how difficult the journey is, you must persevere. If you feel unwell, just tell me. Don't feel embarrassed," Zhen Wanwan said generously.
She knew about the Qu family's difficulties; the only thing the whole family had worth was that old donkey cart.
The two ended up having this wonderful misunderstanding.
Qu Huaiyuan slunk back home and continued to lead the donkey cart slowly. His mother asked worriedly, "Huaiyuan, are you sick?"
How could Mother have misunderstood too?
Qu Huaiyuan froze for a few seconds, then replied with a wry smile, "I'm fine, it's just that the weather is too hot and my face got tanned, which made Zhen Niangzi misunderstand that I had a fever."
"Phew...that's good, that's good. Zhenniangzi is such a good person." Aunt Qu praised from the bottom of her heart.
Qu Huaiyuan agreed with this statement, and he murmured an "Mmm".
Zhen Wanwan was reminded by Qu Huaiyuan's illness that the weather was so hot, and everyone should be careful not to catch a cold, otherwise it could easily turn into a severe cold if they were not careful.
Many of the villagers along the way did not buy any medicine to keep on hand. If they really got sick, they could only endure it and accept their fate if they couldn't bear it.
She wasn't a saint, nor did she presumptuously consider herself a savior. All she could do was protect the Zhen family.
The others should help within their own capabilities!
Don't say that in chaotic times, it's most taboo to be a saint; as a native Chinese, she really couldn't do something like standing by and watching someone die.
The poor should cultivate their own virtue, while the rich should help others—this is a mission that every child who grows up under the red flag keeps firmly in mind.
This is the inherent kindness in the Chinese people.
Zhen Wanwan was parched, so she took out a bamboo bucket from her waist and drank it in large gulps.
She added lemon slices and ice cubes to it, and after drinking it, she felt completely refreshed.
"Why is it so muggy today? Is it going to rain heavily?" Zhen Wanwan asked, frowning.
Grandpa Zhen replied solemnly, "Alas, there is a high probability of a torrential downpour."
"Good, let's water those fields. I wonder how Chief Li and the others are doing now?"
Ever since leaving Lijia Village, Old Lady Li has often talked about the few acres of land her family owned.
Occasionally, I would miss the other members of my clan in Lijia Village and hope that they were all alive and well.
Zhen Wanwan knew about her worries and was afraid that overthinking would be bad for her health. Whenever this happened, she would comfort Old Lady Li: "Mother, once we find Aunt, I will build you a big house to live in and buy you hundreds of acres of land so you can be a landlord."
Grandma Li was pleased by Zhen Wanwan's words and said, "Okay, I'll wait to enjoy your good fortune."
Fearing that Grandpa Zhen would be jealous, Zhen Wanwan didn't forget to play the role of a mediator: "Dad, you get the same treatment as Mom."
Grandpa Zhen twitched his beard and said arrogantly, "Hmph, I'm not your mother, you don't need to coax me."
Despite saying that, the corners of her mouth were already turned up, and Zhen Wanwan knew that Grandpa Zhen was embarrassed.
Indeed, empty promises are applicable in any era; thank you to my boss from my past life for the pie in my hand.
The calm before a storm is always there. Children, oblivious to the changing weather, skip and jump with joy as they travel on a cloudy day, while the adults wear worried faces.
This rain is going to be really heavy! Traveling in the rain will make you sick, and all you can see is flat ground; there's nowhere to find shelter from the rain.
Lin, the镖头 (bodyguard), naturally knew that a heavy rain was coming. According to his original plan, he intended to walk 20 kilometers today and rest at the dilapidated temple in the evening.
The wind was blowing very hard, and he felt uneasy. The lives of these thirty or forty people were temporarily tied to his shoulders, so how could he not be anxious?
After thinking for a moment, he quickly stepped forward, found the Fang family's guard leader, and solemnly advised, "Chief Fang, you can see how quickly the weather is changing. I'm afraid we're about to have a heavy rainstorm."
We can't keep going; we need to find shelter before the rain starts.
Chief Fang had a square face and looked stern and serious. He stared at Lin, the head镖师 (bodyguard/escort), and finally made up his mind, saying, "Then urge the whole team to get to the landing point as soon as possible!"
Lin, the head镖师 (bodyguard/escort), hurriedly refused, "No!"
Why?
The Fang family mainly uses horse-drawn carts to transport goods, which are much faster than the hand-pulled carts used by ordinary people. If they listen to Chief Fang...
That would inevitably leave the people behind!
This was not his original intention in accepting the ride-sharing service; he couldn't sacrifice the interests of others for his own!
Lin, the镖头 (bodyguard), spoke his mind: "The people behind me have families to support, the young are still infants, and the old are already in their sixties."
They had neither horse-drawn carriages nor donkey carts, relying solely on their brute strength to pull the carts. Even if we quickened our pace, they simply couldn't catch up!
Although Chief Fang sympathized with these people, when serving his master, he had to prioritize the master's safety.
He refused without hesitation, saying, "When you accepted the escort mission, we made it very clear that the Fang family would take the lead in everything. Now you're leaving your employer behind these villagers. Is this your sincerity in cooperating?"
Lin, the镖头 (bodyguard), was speechless and his face turned red, but for the sake of the people's lives, he had no choice but to continue arguing with Chief Fang.
"Chief Fang, look back at these people. They are defenseless. If we abandon them, I'm afraid less than half of them will survive!"
"If you knew this would happen, why did you take on these villagers in the first place?" Chief Fang was also a little angry. He wasn't an ungrateful person, but his position required him to serve his master.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com