Bai Luomei squinted at Ruan Qingling.
Where is she going?
This is the place where the oxcart that goes to town every day passes by.
The villagers also wait for their cars here.
but……
She suddenly burst out laughing.
Because the Song family had told the oxcart that anyone could get on, but Ruan Qingling couldn't, she was going to wait and see what happened.
A couple arrived shortly afterward.
Bai Luomei greeted him warmly, "Brother Niu, are you and your wife going out?"
Brother Niu was an expressionless man who nodded.
Sister Niu had a dark blue headscarf with green flowers wrapped around her head, and she looked like she could barely walk.
But the man didn't even try to help her up.
Brother Niu glanced at it and asked, "Why hasn't the car arrived yet?"
Bai Luomei said, "It is indeed a bit late today, but I will definitely go."
Brother Niu didn't say anything, he squatted by the roadside looking at the grass, and didn't even look at his wife.
Ruan Qingling thought this man was outrageous.
My wife was so pale she could barely stand. Without any support, she squatted down and looked at the grass.
Bai Luomei, seemingly wanting to show off her popularity, kept talking to Sister Niu.
Sister Niu answered her in a voice barely audible.
Bai Luomei didn't seem to stop at all, asking questions one after another, and saying that Brother Niu and Sister-in-law Niu had a good relationship and always went everywhere together.
Sister-in-law Niu could only nod.
Just then, the oxcart arrived.
Huang Feixue immediately said, "The car is here, we can go now."
Ruan Qingling looked around but still couldn't see Song Shiting.
There were about eight or nine people who wanted to get on the oxcart.
This cartload might be difficult to move.
The man pulling the cart was Uncle Dogtail from the village.
Bai Luomei said with a smile, "Uncle Dogtail, you're late today."
Uncle Dogtail chuckled and said, "It is indeed a little later than usual."
Ruan Qingling thought for a moment. It was only 6:30, and there were already so many people on the roadside.
The villagers all leave home very early; sometimes, the car leaves as early as six o'clock.
Why couldn't the original owner leave this village?
Ultimately, it's just that they're lazy and brainless.
Because I want to sleep in every day.
Ruan Qingling was still waiting for Song Shiting; she was going to get in the car too.
I was just about to ask Uncle Dogtail to wait a moment.
Before she could speak, Bai Luomei immediately said, "Ruan Qingling, you can't leave the village, and you can't get on the car."
Ruan Qingling glanced at her and asked, "Are you a village leader? When did you become the village chief?"
Everyone else looked at Bai Luomei.
Bai Luomei's face immediately turned bright red.
She looked at Ruan Qingling.
“I… am not a village leader, but I cannot let you get on the oxcart. Everyone in Songjia’ao knows about this.”
Ruan Qingling said to Uncle Dogtail, "Uncle Dogtail, wait a moment. Song Shiting is on his way. We're going to town."
Is Song Shiting going there too?
Bai Luomei was instantly delighted.
That would be great.
He definitely won't let Ruan Qingling come with him.
Then they can travel together.
Ruan Qingling's address of "Uncle" surprised Gouwei to no end.
However, if Song Shiting is going, that's fine too.
Young couples bicker and argue, but they still have to get through it.
Just then, Song Shiting returned.
From afar, I could see a group of people on an oxcart; he arrived faster.
However, he arrived by bicycle.
Bai Luomei's eyes nearly popped out; this was one of the three bicycles in the village.
It originally belonged to Song Shiting, but Wang Guihua forcibly took the car and gave it to Song Shijian.
She felt sorry for Song Shiting for a long time back then.
Song Shiting stopped his bicycle and said to Uncle Dogtail, "You guys go first."
Uncle Dogtail nodded and said, "Okay!"
Bai Luomei didn't even have a chance to speak.
Song Shiting carried the two chickens to the basket on the side and said to Ruan Qingling, "Get in the car."
Ruan Qingling saw something in the front basket of the bicycle, but she couldn't tell what it was.
A bicycle is always faster than an oxcart.
She carried Ya Ya onto the back rack of a 28-inch bicycle.
I've never ridden in a car like this in my past life.
However, a bicycle today is equivalent to a small car today.
However, the rear rack of a bicycle isn't exactly a pleasant experience either.
Plus, the mountain road is winding and takes more than an hour to get there.
Holding Yaya in one arm, worried that the mother and daughter would be thrown off, she wrapped her other arm around the waist of the man in front of her.
The sudden softness that enveloped him made Song Shiting's hand, which was gripping the bicycle handlebars, freeze.
Ruan Qingling didn't think that much about it; her and her child's safety was the most important thing.
Although Ya Ya is small, she still has weight, and the original owner's physical condition was not good either.
She was worried that she wouldn't be able to keep going before she was halfway there.
There was a section of road that was full of potholes.
Song Shiting tried his best to take the route without any potholes, but there were still several times when Ruan Qingling almost fell off.
She had to hug Ya Ya tightly, even leaning her own weight against Song Shiting's back.
Without some leverage, I feel like I could be thrown off the bicycle in no time.
Song Shiting had strong legs and pedaled very fast, and the bicycle quickly overtook the oxcart.
Passing by the oxcart.
Bai Luomei watched as Ruan Qingling's hands wrapped around Song Shiting's waist!
His face turned green.
As soon as Ruan Qingling turned around, she saw Bai Luomei's expression, as if she wanted to chop off her hand. She couldn't help but raise her eyebrows slightly.
Song Shiting rode quite fast, and his bicycle quickly left the oxcart far behind.
Ya Ya was very happy the whole way.
Her little hands flailing about, sometimes grabbing Ruan Qingling's face, sometimes her hair.
Ruan Qingling had to take care of her daughter and endure a bumpy road. The food she ate in the morning was jolted up to her throat by the bumpy ride.
I can't stand it.
Ruan Qingling shouted, "Stop!"
Song Shiting didn't know what had happened, but he still braced himself on the ground with his long legs, and Ruan Qingling shoved Ya Ya into his arms.
Ya Ya was still holding onto Ruan Qingling's hair in her little hands, which made her wince in pain.
Song Shiting frowned slightly.
My daughter's grip is so strong.
Ruan Qingling pulled her daughter's hand away, jumped to the tree by the roadside, and squatted down to vomit.
I threw up everything I ate this morning.
She felt her mouth was bitter.
A military water bottle with its cap unscrewed was handed to Ruan Qingling.
She reached out and took it, then drank two sips of hot water.
Song Shiting asked, "How did it go?"
Ruan Qingling said, "This road is too bumpy."
Song Shiting asked, "Are you feeling any better now?"
Ruan Qingling stood up.
I felt a little better after throwing it up.
"Hmm, how much longer until we reach our destination?"
Song Shiting: "It will take another half hour."
This kind of road is truly agonizing.
If she can get out, she never wants to go back to that small village.
It was pure torture.
She nodded and said, "Let's go then."
With the child in one arm and the bicycle in the other, Song Shiting was about to hit the road.
Ruan Qingling knew how naughty Ya Ya was, so she offered, "I'll hold Ya Ya."
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