"Li Qiumei, the road ahead is all along the ridges of the fields, and it's not easy to walk on.
You just stand here, I'll go find them." Cheng Zhiqian said and strode forward.
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Li Qiumei looked at the foot of the mountain from afar and saw that there were indeed several groups of people fishing.
When the two brothers Dashuang came over, all wet, Li Qiumei looked at their fish basket and saw only a small bowl of small fish.
Not enough to fry a plate.
Seeing that the two brothers were a little dejected, Li Qiumei comforted them: "Your grandmother is at home collecting the fish caught by others, so hurry home to eat.
After eating, I helped grandma collect the fish."
"Yeah, okay." The two brothers laughed.
Cheng Zhiqian told them to go back first, and he followed Li Qiumei and walked back slowly.
These half-grown children were full of energy and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Li Qiumei walked gently dragging her injured foot, and Cheng Zhiqian took a look.
"Li Qiumei, your feet won't be able to operate the sewing machine for a while. Have you thought about what to do?"
Li Qiumei stretched her legs and said, "Don't do anything. Just rest until my foot is fully healed.
I have to travel all over the world with my feet, so I can’t afford to make any mistakes.”
After Li Qiumei finished speaking, she carefully avoided the stones on the road.
Cheng Zhiqian frowned: "Does this mean you want to travel all over the country?"
Li Qiumei nodded.
Cheng Zhiqian was stunned for a moment: "Then what are you going out to do?"
Li Qiumei thought for a moment and said, "I don't want to do anything, I just want to walk around and take a look."
Cheng Zhiqian frowned again.
"So you don't want your family anymore?
Your parents, your children, have you neglected them?"
Li Qiumei smiled slightly: "Cheng Zhiqian, they have their own lives, and I don't need to worry about them.
I just worry about my life."
Now, Cheng Zhiqian was completely silent.
He didn't expect that Li Qiumei would have such a bizarre idea.
He couldn't tell whether it was right or wrong, he just felt a tightness in his chest.
When we returned to Grandma Han's house, the two tables in the house were already full of guests.
The three generations of grandparents and grandchildren are busy.
The two of them hurried into the kitchen to help, cooking the noodles and preparing the fish.
A few more fish sellers came outside.
Xiaoshuang nimbly took out a beam scale and weighed the fish, while Dashuang counted the fish on the side.
After a while, two more bowls of fish were collected.
The children cheered as they received the money they earned.
A skinny little boy tightly grasped a dime in his hand and said, "Xiao Shuang, does your family need more fish tomorrow?"
"Yes."
The little boy grinned, “That’s great!
I'll go catch some fish and sell them to you tomorrow."
Xiaoshuang nodded and agreed.
After getting Xiaoshuang's consent, the little boy's eyes sparkled and he took the hand of a child younger than him.
"Brother, let's go home and come back tomorrow."
Looking at their cheerful backs, Li Qiumei recalled her childhood when she went up the mountain to dig herbs and sold them to the peddler who went from village to village.
After getting a few cents, she was as happy as the little boy for several days.
Li Qiumei taught Grandma Han how to make braised noodles.
Grandma Han had already bought various seasonings and a small piece of hind leg meat as Li Qiumei had said last time.
Li Qiumei would stay in the kitchen for an hour, starting from frying the meat sauce until a bowl of braised noodles was ready.
Just then two customers came in and smelled the aroma of the meat sauce. One of the men decided to buy a bowl to try it.
The braised noodles were served on the table and the man ate them with relish.
"Delicious, delicious! This noodle is really fragrant and delicious."
His continuous praises put Grandma Han's mind at ease.
"Qiumei, thank you for teaching us these skills. You are the benefactor of our Han family.
Da Shuang and Xiao Shuang, come over here and thank Auntie."
The two brothers ran over to thank Li Qiumei.
If I were to live my life again, I wouldn’t want to be a saint.
However, there are too many poor people, and I can't bear to see them, so I unknowingly get involved in these trivial matters.
When I came out of Dashuang's house, Hei Xiaowu was not there. He probably went to pick someone up and had not returned yet.
Li Qiumei suggested: "Let's walk back. We're full, so it's a good time to exercise."
Cheng Zhiqian nodded.
Li Qiumei talked about Lin Zhiya visiting her bedside last night.
"Cheng Zhiqian, is Lin Zhiya sick?
What is she trying to do?"
Cheng Zhiqian said with a sullen face: "Or, let's change to another hospital."
Li Qiumei shook her head: "No, I can be discharged from the hospital in two or three days anyway.
I don’t want to bother anymore.”
Seeing Cheng Zhiqian's pensive look, Li Qiumei sighed: "Cheng Zhiqian, I thought that the daughter of a wealthy family like Lin Zhiya should at least have some moral bottom line..."
Cheng Zhiqian stopped and looked at Li Qiumei in surprise.
"Who told you that Lin Zhiya is from a wealthy family?"
Li Qiumei also looked at him.
“Isn’t it?
I think her temperament and dress are much better than those of ordinary girls.
So I think she must be the daughter of a wealthy family."
Cheng Zhiqian shook his head: "Lin Zhiya is an orphan and has been living with her aunt.
Her aunt's family was not well off either, so she sat in the row in front of me when she was in high school.
I saw that she only ate one steamed bun for every meal, which was quite pitiful.
I gave her all the living expenses my parents gave me every month.
Then, I secretly took part-time jobs to earn a living.
If it weren’t for this, I wouldn’t have failed the exam.”
Li Qiumei saw that Cheng Zhiqian looked calm and composed, as if he was describing someone else's story.
After returning to the hospital and waiting for Cheng Zhiqian to leave, Li Qiumei went upstairs to find Lin Zhiya.
The door of Lin Zhiya's office was half open. Li Qiumei leaned on the door and looked inside. Lin Zhiya was not there, but an old man was sitting inside.
A sharp gaze came over, frightening Li Qiumei so much that she shuddered.
"Who are you looking for?" came the old man's majestic voice.
"I'm looking for Director Lin."
The old man then put on a peaceful smile: "Then come back later, Xiaoya just went out."
"Okay." Li Qiumei just retracted her head and saw Lin Zhiya standing behind her.
Lin Zhiya looked at her expressionlessly: "What are you doing here?"
Li Qiumei stood up straight and said, "I came to ask Director Lin what instructions he had for me.
I came over to listen to it myself, so you don't have to bother coming to see me in the middle of the night."
Lin Zhiya smiled and lowered her voice: "Li Qiumei, I just like to see you drooling in the middle of the night.
"Has Cheng Zhiqian ever seen you drooling and snoring?"
Li Qiumei blushed: "Lin Zhiya, you are a pervert!"
Lin Zhiya laughed out loud, then she covered her mouth.
"Shh, go back first.
I will come to see you again tonight, and we will meet at midnight."
Li Qiumei grabbed Lin Zhiya's sleeve.
"Lin Zhiya, if you dare to harass me again.
I'll go tell your leader.
Now, I'm going to go in and sue your dad first.
Ask him what kind of good daughter he has raised? "
Lin Zhiya grabbed Li Qiumei.
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