Zhou Weiguang paused for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "Okay!"
He paused, then asked, "What kind of help?"
Qin Hanshu put the tiger aside, patted its head to keep it from running around, and then pulled Zhou Weiguang aside and muttered a few words to him.
Zhou Weiguang's expression was somewhat complicated upon hearing this.
Give the cat a crunchy egg?
Afraid of cats and hates her?
So, are you using him to divert hatred?
Qin Feiyang's sister's brain...
Zhou Weiguang coughed lightly, composed himself, and said, "Alright."
Qin Han smiled and said, "Thank you, Brother Zhou."
Because of the height difference, Zhou Weiguang lowered his head, while Qin Hanshu tilted her head slightly up. Because they wanted to speak softly, they were very close together.
He hadn't noticed it at first, but Qin Hanshu's smile made Zhou Weiguang's gaze involuntarily shift to her face.
What caught my eye were the fine downy hairs on her temples.
Zhou Weiguang then realized that the two of them were too close.
He raised his head abruptly and took a step back. Zhou Weiguang grunted, "You're welcome."
Qin Hanshu added, "Oh, right, remember to use a gun to snatch it from my hand later."
Zhou Weiguang: "...Rob?"
Qin Hanshu nodded, "Yes, otherwise it will think that I gave it away, and I'm the culprit! I have to completely distance myself from it!"
Zhou Weiguang had his doubts.
Is this cat really that intelligent?
Zhou Weiguang and Niu Quangen went to the purchasing station to sell wool, while Qin Hanshu went to the health station to buy anesthetic.
The livestock station certainly didn't have anesthesia, but the tiger's testicles would definitely hurt. Qin Hanshu couldn't bear to see the tiger suffer too much, so she inquired about it in advance.
The health station had anesthetics, but not Western medicine; they were anesthetic powders made from herbs.
It won't achieve the same effect as general anesthesia as Western medicine, but it will definitely provide local pain relief.
In addition to the anesthetic, she also bought iodine solution for inflammation.
The veterinarians at the livestock station are all doctors with decades of experience in the profession, and they frequently go to the countryside to perform sterilization on livestock.
There's no difference between giving eggs to a pig and giving eggs to a cat, so Qin Hanshu wasn't too worried about the safety of the surgery.
After the surgery, you can also use the water in the space to help it recover.
Upon arriving at the entrance of the livestock station, Qin Hanshu gestured to Zhou Weiguang with her eyes that they could begin.
Thinking of Qin Hanshu's words about putting on a show for the tiger, making it believe that he had taken it from Qin Hanshu's hands... Zhou Weiguang couldn't help but scratch his head, looking ashamed and embarrassed.
Why does this sound like children playing house?
He suddenly regretted agreeing to help Qin Hanshu.
Seeing that Qin Hanshu's eyes were practically twitching from giving him signals, Zhou Weiguang took a deep breath, rolled up his sleeves, and walked over.
"No! Don't take my tiger away!"
Qin Hanshu's sudden scream startled Zhou Weiguang.
"You bad person!" Seeing Zhou Weiguang standing there in a daze, Qin Hanshu quickly kicked his foot lightly. "Don't you dare steal my tiger!"
Helpless, Zhou Weiguang tried to ignore the strange looks from those around him and, together with Qin Hanshu, reached for the tiger.
Unexpectedly, Qin Hanshu dodged. After two rounds of back and forth, he finally managed to grab the tiger by the scruff of its neck.
As if it were a memory etched into their genes, once the back of their neck was grabbed, the tiger stopped struggling, but still let out defiant roars and stared angrily at Zhou Weiguang.
Zhou Weiguang strode into the livestock station, wanting to get as far away from Qin Hanshu as possible!
Half an hour later, Zhou Weiguang came out carrying the tiger.
The tiger lay limply in Zhou Weiguang's arms, looking completely drained. It had a collar around its neck, probably put on by the veterinarian to prevent it from licking its wounds.
Upon seeing Qin Hanshu, the tiger perked up and began to struggle again, its meows filled with obvious grievance.
Qin Hanshu felt extremely guilty. She hugged the tiger and asked gently, "What's wrong with our little tiger?"
Pretending to look down, Qin Hanshu exclaimed in surprise, "Did a bad guy cut off your testicles?"
"Meow~"
"Don't feel wronged, little tiger. Mommy will avenge you. Shall we also cut off the bad guy's testicles?" Her expression was still fierce.
Although Zhou Weiguang knew that Qin Hanshu was acting, he still felt a chill down his spine.
Noticing Zhou Weiguang's expression, Qin Hanshu quickly said, "Brother Zhou, don't be afraid, he wasn't talking about you!"
Zhou Weiguang's face instantly turned red to the roots of his neck.
His face had never been this red since he was born.
Qin Hanshu also realized that in this era, given their relationship, discussing "ga dan dan" was indeed a bit too much.
She coughed awkwardly and changed the subject, "Brother Quan Gen, you should be done shopping by now, right?"
After selling the wool, Niu Quangen said he wanted to go to the market.
It took Zhou Weiguang a lot of effort to get the redness off his face and return to normal.
"Not that fast."
After a moment of silence, Qin Hanshu asked again, "Then shall we go find him?"
Zhou Weiguang asked, "Would you like to go to the market?"
Qin Hanshu shook her head; it wasn't convenient for her to be holding the tiger.
Zhou Weiguang: "Then you go wait on the tractor, I have something to take care of."
Qin Hanshu nodded quickly, "Okay, go ahead and get busy."
In fact, Zhou Weiguang had nothing to do at all. He just estimated that Niu Quangen wouldn't be back so soon and didn't want to spend too much time with Qin Hanshu.
He felt a chill run down his spine whenever he saw Qin Hanshu's face.
To be honest, Qin Hanshu's image in his mind had successfully transformed from Sun Wukong to the Black Mountain Monster.
Zhou Weiguang found a spot to lean against the wall and smoke.
After the cigarette had burned down to almost half its length, a low chuckle suddenly escaped his throat.
Lin Daiyu, Sun Wukong, and the Black Mountain Demon are clearly three completely unrelated figures.
Calculating the time, Zhou Weiguang returned to where the tractor was parked.
It was already noon, and the aroma of food wafted from every household in the commune.
Qin Hanshu was probably hungry, so she bought a pork head meat sandwich and was eating it, her cheeks puffing out.
Upon seeing him appear, she quickly raised the cake in her other hand.
"Brother Zhou, I bought one for you too."
With food still in her mouth, her speech was somewhat slurred, making her voice much softer than usual. After speaking, her cheeks began to move again.
Zhou Weiguang looked away and glanced at the vendor selling sea buckthorn juice nearby.
She's choking on the pancake, should I buy her a bowl of sea buckthorn juice?
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