"Meihua, guess who I met?!"
In a room in the cowshed, Cai Qingwen finally released all the excitement he had been holding back for the entire morning after returning here.
He tried to lower his voice and said happily to a pale-faced, coughing woman in the room.
“Who is it?!”
Zhou Meihua hadn't seen her husband so lively and vivid for a long time. Although she looked at him curiously and asked, she suspected in her heart that the person her husband saw should be of similar status to them, otherwise he wouldn't be so excited.
"It's Su Huaiyuan. I never thought that I would see him here ten years later. Oh, and not only him, but also his son."
Cai Qingwen was delighted to see his old friend. After all, he hadn't seen him for so many years, but he still recognized him.
"Lao Su?! What?! Were they also sent here to be relegated?!"
Zhou Meihua also knew Su Huaiyuan. They both studied in the United States at that time. As alumni, they were from the same country and often got together.
After returning to serve the motherland, Cai Qingwen and Zhou Meihua returned to Hai City to work, and Su Huaiyuan also returned to Jing City. They had met a few times earlier, but hadn't seen each other since ten years ago.
However, I never expected that we would meet again here.
Cai Qingwen came back to his senses from his excitement after hearing his wife's words. Thinking of his own experience, he realized that meeting his former schoolmates here was not a good thing at all.
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There was silence.
Zhou Meihua looked at her husband's suddenly depressed expression and sighed in her heart. How could she not know what he was thinking? !
"Qingwen, you should actually be happy. Happy that Su Huaiyuan is still alive and that he is here. We know that Baigou Village is not a bad place. At least no one beats or scolds us, or forces us. As long as we work hard and don't leave the scope of this village, we will basically be no different from many other members."
"Although we live in this kind of place here, it doesn't leak, it's not dirty, and it doesn't smell bad. We even have a kang to sleep on during the day. There are also a lot of mountain products, wild fruits, wild vegetables, and firewood here. We don't have to work during the day. It's really much better than other places."
Zhou Meihua gently persuaded her husband, and coughed violently for a while because she said too much.
Cai Qingwen was immediately distracted by her cough. While helping his wife to calm down, he was extremely worried.
"Meihua, why is your illness not getting better? Should we go see Uncle Jiu again?!"
Since the beginning of the twelfth lunar month, my wife caught a cold and had a high fever for several days. After it finally subsided, she has been very weak and coughing, and her face is very pale.
Fortunately, he had the guts to act decisively and shamelessly, taking great risks to secretly ask the production team leader and Uncle Nine for help. Fortunately, they did not stand by and watch him die, but gave him a lot of antipyretics and cough suppressants.
Moreover, the team leader agreed that his frail wife did not have to go to work for the time being, which prevented Cai Qingwen from feeling so desperate and helpless.
"I've taken the medicine, and I'm fine. Maybe it's because the weather is still cold. I'll be fine when it warms up."
Zhou Meihua coughed and shook her head at her husband, but she felt more and more uncertain.
However, she didn't want to make her husband worry, so she urged him to eat quickly and have a good rest as he had to go to work in the afternoon.
On the other side, Su Huaiyuan took the ointment that Qiao Jiuru took out from the space and applied it to Shuangxiao. He decided to listen to her and go back to eat before coming back.
Just after walking a few meters away, Su Huaiyuan seemed to remember something, turned around abruptly, and ran back to his wife.
"Aru, I seemed to see a familiar face this morning."
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