Seeing that the other party was just looking at her without saying anything, Wu Xiaoyu turned her head away in embarrassment, thinking of her identity.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked for that. It's quite far from here, and it seems it's not very convenient for you to carry the firewood. Can you help me find a thicker stick?"
The firewood she collected were all small branches. With the sticks, she should be able to slowly make her way home.
"It's inconvenient," Jiang Wanwan refused directly. "The bigger branches have already been picked up by the villagers. I don't have the tools to remove them from the tree."
Wu Xiaoyu became even more depressed.
But the next second, the girl walked over, took one of her arms and asked, "Can you walk like this?"
She put her arm on her shoulders, held her waist with one hand, and half-pulled and half-hugged her to lift her up.
Wu Xiaoyu was surprised for a moment, but quickly realized that it was inconvenient for her to help her get the stick, but she wanted to send her back.
Nodding, "It seems possible."
"Then put as much of your weight as possible on me, and don't let your injured leg take too much of the pressure."
Wu Xiaoyu nodded.
In this way, the two of them, on three legs, finally returned to the thatched hut.
Wu Xiaoyu hadn't returned for a long time, and Professor Wu had been anxious for a long time. He was looking out from the thatched cottage, and when he saw the injured Wu Xiaoyu, he hurried over and asked, "What happened?"
"I twisted my ankle while going down the mountain. Thanks to Comrade Jiang."
Jiang Wanwan raised her eyebrows secretly. It turned out that Wu Xiaoyu knew who she was.
Yes, considering the original owner's reputation in the village during this period, it would be difficult for him not to know.
Professor Wu thanked Jiang Wanwan, asked Wu Xiaoyu to sit on the chair, and squatted down to help her examine her.
"It's just a twisted tendon, no broken bones, but it's badly twisted and swollen. You need to be more careful for the time being. I'll go and help you look for some herbs that can be used."
Professor Wu is very knowledgeable. He read a lot of books in his past, including some medical books.
This knowledge, which is considered to be more reactionary the more it is, has saved their lives countless times.
"Dad, I'm fine. I'll be fine in a few days. You're not in good health, so don't go into the mountains alone," Wu Xiaoyu said hurriedly.
Jiang Wanwan didn't participate in the conversation between the two people anymore. She said hello and left the thatched hut.
Returning to the position where the two people were just now, the two bundles of firewood were still there.
Jiang Wanwan was carrying one bundle and pulling another. Fortunately, she was not far from her home. She put down her firewood, thought for a while, took two plasters from the two-bedroom apartment, and went to the thatched house carrying another bundle.
The two were still arguing about whether to go into the mountains. Professor Wu was worried about Wu Xiaoyu's injury and insisted on going into the mountains. He had already carried a backpack on his back, and Wu Xiaoyu was so anxious that she cried.
Seeing Jiang Wanwan coming back, both of them were a little surprised. Then they saw the firewood on Jiang Wanwan's back and thanked her sincerely.
"Jiang Zhiqing, I'm really sorry to bother you."
Professor Wu felt a little embarrassed.
In the past, he would at least offer them a drink of water and a meal, but now they have nothing. In fact, because of the accusation, everyone stays away from them and can only say a few dry words of thanks.
Jiang Wanwan didn't care at all and took out the two plasters from her pocket. "This is what my family sent me a while ago. I don't need it, so give it to her first."
She placed it beside the bed and without waiting for them to say anything else, Jiang Wanwan turned and left.
When Professor Wu saw what it was, his lips trembled and he couldn't speak for a long time.
Wu Xiaoyu couldn't help but tear up. "Everyone in the village says Jiang Zhiqing is arrogant and domineering, and he's willful and has no sense of community. I don't think he's like that at all."
Professor Wu nodded and said, "Don't believe the rumors. If they were true, we would be dead."
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When Jiang Wanwan returned home, Lu Xiao had not returned yet, so she quickly washed her hands and cooked.
No one knew where Lu Xiao got the white flour. There was some left after eating noodles in the morning, so Jiang Wanwan took some more from the two-bedroom apartment, mixed it with corn flour, and added some yeast powder, preparing to make steamed buns with two-grain flour.
We already have corn and flour at home, so it is not easy to tell whether there is more or less flour in the flour.
In this era, in addition to yeast, a starter, also known as baking soda, is used to make dough.
She doesn't know how to use that, so she uses yeast powder instead. Even if you can tell, you should still think she has good cooking skills, hehehe~
Just make a big stew.
Jiang Wanwan was planning what delicious food to cook at home, but the atmosphere in the field was a bit tense.
Qiao Wenwan looked at the tall man in front of her, then at Du Jiaming who was confronting him. She was extremely jealous, but she did not show it on her face and spoke in a good-tempered manner.
"Lu Xiao, I've already told you that Wanwan went home a long time ago. You know Wanwan can't do this kind of hard work, so Brother Jiaming will naturally help her. You don't have to worry. She should be back at the educated youth camp to cook for Brother Jiaming. This is how it was in the past. Whenever Brother Jiaming did work for her, she would make him a delicious meal as a reward."
Du Jiaming's expression softened considerably when he heard Qiao Wenwan say this. "Xiao Wan is always like this, reluctant to let me get tired. But she's a bit more delicate, and I'm used to it. You don't have to worry about these chores. It's getting late, so you should go back."
Lu Xiao looked at Du Jiaming and Qiao Wenwan who were singing the same tune, and then looked at the others who were also used to it, with their thin lips tightly pursed and their perfectly curved jaws tense.
A terrible storm seemed to be brewing in his deep eyes, and the big hands clenched at his side clenched and then unclenched.
Ignoring what the two people said, he bent down, picked up the four-toothed rake, and began to turn the soil quickly.
He asked Cao Zhiqing and found out what Jiang Wanwan's tasks were today.
Du Jiaming was annoyed by his behavior and sneered, "Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself? Do you really think Xiao Wan will like you? Unless she's crazy, she's a bad guy."
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