Zhuang Zhimeng didn't want to watch anymore, so she told Jiang Yanxia that she wasn't feeling well and left the village entrance with An Qingbai.
Back home, An Qingbai took Zhuang Zhimeng's hand and asked her again, "Zhizhi, do you know the people on the oxcart?"
"Yes, the person injured on the oxcart is my grandfather's good friend. I never expected that he would be the one sent down to the village this time! He used to be so energetic, but now he seems to have lost his spirit!"
"I reckon they'll be sent to live in a cowshed. Let's go check on them tonight when no one's around, and help them out if we can!"
"Brother Qingbai, let's go later then, so as not to get you involved!"
"I'm not afraid that you'll drag me down. We're one, and we'll face everything together, good or bad!"
"Okay! I'll do as you say, we'll share the burden!"
That evening, Zhuang Zhimeng and An Qingbai arrived at the cowshed and knocked on the door.
A middle-aged man opened the door and asked Zhuang Zhimeng and her companion, "What brings you here?"
"Let's go see Grandpa Shang, is he alright?"
"You've come to see Old Shang? Come in, he's not doing well!"
Zhuang Zhimeng and An Qingbai quickly went inside and saw Shang Jingshu lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling without saying a word, his wounds untreated.
Zhuang Zhimeng called him softly, "Grandpa Shang!"
Hearing the voice, Shang Jingshu came to his senses and looked at Zhuang Zhimeng, a moment of joy in his eyes. "Zhimeng, what are you doing here?"
"I came here as a sent-down youth last year! Grandpa Shang, how could you...?"
"Ugh! Don't even mention it, I ran into a beast! And you saw what happened!"
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