Chapter 284
It was a little after two in the afternoon when Song Jingzhou hurried back with a lunch box.
"Are you anxious?"
Su Qingci stood up subconsciously, "No, are you done?"
"Yes, Vice President Zhang encountered some problems and just finished it."
Song Jingzhou raised the lunch box in his hand and asked, "Have you eaten?"
Su Qingci said, "Comrade Li took me to eat."
"Eat quickly."
Song Jingzhou was not polite either.
He drank a bowl of porridge in the morning and worked on mental work for four or five hours. By this time, his stomach was rumbling with hunger.
He opened the lunch box and started working.
Xiao Li was very tactful and poured a glass of water and brought it over.
Su Qingci glanced at Song Jingzhou's food.
"Oh, I even gave you some special treatment?"
There were two white face masks and half a box of fried bean curd sheets and stir-fried pork in the large lunch box.
"Our team's oxen work all morning and are given a bucket of bran as a snack. They've been treated like oxen all morning, so it's not too much to ask for a good meal."
Song Jingzhou said, picked up a chopstick and stretched it in front of Su Qingci, "It tastes good, try it."
Su Qingci glanced at Comrade Xiao Li who was standing upright not far away and said, "No, no, I'm full. You should eat quickly."
After dinner, Song Jingzhou went to submit some documents. It was almost four o'clock in the afternoon before he took Su Qingci back.
The two of them walked on the path in the woods, and Song Jingzhou felt relaxed all over.
Su Qingci raised her head and asked, "Is this it?"
Seeing that there was no one around, Song Jingzhou put his arm around Su Qingci's shoulders and said, "It's done."
"But you'll have to wait a few days here."
Seeing Su Qingci's doubts, Song Jingzhou quickly explained, "Originally, I wanted you to be closer to me and go to the General Armaments Department, but this department, how should I put it, is more strict with the political review."
"There may still be some impact on my uncle and aunt, but the other regiments and battalions below will be fine."
"It just so happens that Vice President Zhang..." Song Jingzhou paused. There were many things he couldn't say casually at the moment.
"It just so happens that there are some things that require my assistance, so I'm taking a leave of absence."
"I'll come back after you finish that thing, that's it."
The corner of Su Qingci's mouth twitched, "Are you being a rogue?"
"What a shameless act! In the compound, the children of second-generation military cadres can enlist directly as long as they are willing. You can be considered half a third-generation red."
The most troublesome problem was solved, and the two of them walked back playing and joking.
As they were walking, Su Qingci sat down on the ground and started to act like a spoiled child.
"I'm not going to leave. I'm so tired."
Song Jingzhou reached out and grabbed her collar and lifted her up. "We have to go to the platform below to wait for the bus. If we're any later, there will be no bus. If we go back too late, grandma will be worried."
Su Qingci pursed her lips and smiled meaningfully, "What should I do? I really can't walk anymore."
"How about you carry me on your back?"
Song Jingzhou wrinkled his nose and said, "Wait, I'll find you something that will run faster than me carrying it on my back."
After he finished speaking, Song Jingzhou dived into the woods nearby and quickly picked up a semicircular bow-shaped stick.
"Here, here you go."
Su Qingci looked puzzled and looked at Song Jingzhou as if he were an idiot. "I say, don't go too far. Do you think I'm three years old? If you find me a stick, can it make me run faster?"
Song Jingzhou said seriously, "You don't understand this. This is a kind of fun that you city people can't understand."
"We country kids have never played like this before."
As Song Jingzhou spoke, he raised the stick in his hand, placed it on the ground and pushed it forward.
The stick shook on the ground, making a clattering sound, which made Song Jingzhou's right hand tremble.
Song Jingzhou was intoxicated. "Look at the length, the curvature, and the toughness. This is exactly the stick I dreamed of when I was a kid."
Su Qing Porcelain......
"There's a grandpa with glaucoma living in our alley, and this is how he walks."
Song Jingzhou didn't care about Su Qingci's ridicule. He pushed the stick and strode forward with a smile on his lips, as if he had returned to his carefree childhood.
Su Qingci became interested when she saw him pushing the bicycle forward.
"Come on, let me try it, it seems to work."
"How could I lie to you? When we were kids, we walked to and from school or to the market. Many kids did the same. If they couldn't walk any more, they would just pick up a stick and walk another ten miles."
Su Qingci took the stick from Song Jingzhou's hand and pushed it forward like him.
"Da da da da~"
My arms were numb from the shock.
Su Qingci felt that she was sick. She was a 19-year-old girl, but she actually thought it was so funny.
Just like that little kid, he ran very fast pushing a stick.
“Hahahaha~”
Song Jingzhou looked at the wind-like woman in front of him with a smile and reminded her.
"Slow down, slow down, why are you running so fast?"
"Be careful..." pit.
"Ah~" a sharp scream.
Before Song Jingzhou could finish his words, he saw the stick in the hand of the wind-like woman in front of him suddenly pause, and the whole person fell forward, with her feet hanging in the air due to the push of the stick.
Su Qingci cried in pain and held her stomach tightly, unable to stand up for a long time.
Song Jingzhou was almost scared to death, "Are you okay? Are you okay?"
"Ouch, I was just telling you not to run so fast."
"Are you injured? Does it hurt?"
"Wow...Wow~"
It would have been fine if Song Jingzhou hadn't asked, but when he did, she couldn't help herself and started howling at the top of her lungs.
"It hurts so much, wuwuwu, that bastard pushed me into the pit with his stick and pushed me up."
"Wuwuwuwu~ It's all your fault that my family is honored. My stomach is even pierced~"
"Uh uh wuuuu, this is not fun at all~ wuuuuuu..."
"I'm never playing again....woooo."
Song Jingzhou was so nervous, "Come on, let me take a look, let me take a look."
Su Qingci stood up holding her stomach, and Song Jingzhou squatted down and lifted her clothes to check.
A reddish-purple piece the size of a beer cap stood out against the snow-white, flat belly.
Song Jingzhou was so distressed that he almost slapped himself twice.
What kind of thing is this?
"I'll rub it for you, it will heal soon once it dissolves."
Song Jingzhou raised his palm and rubbed it on his clothes, then rubbed the bruise on Qingci's lower abdomen with his palm.
"Bear with it, I have internal strength that can invigorate blood circulation and dissolve blood stasis."
Listening to Su Qingci's screams and howls, Song Jingzhou became even more annoyed.
He coaxed her softly, "Okay, okay, don't cry. It's all my fault. I forgot that playing with the stick requires some skills."
"Does it still hurt?"
Su Qingci's eyes were filled with tears. "Ouch, it hurts."
"You rushed forward too fast. Your lower abdomen was pressed against the stick, and your feet were suspended in the air. How could it not hurt?"
"Come, I'll carry you. Just bear with it. Hurry back and apply the medicine."
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