When Wen Wangqiu heard Lu Zhiye say that Wen Shize almost couldn't be saved, he almost fell down.
He staggered and was about to fall to the ground, and Lu Zhiye quickly reached out to support him.
Wen Wangqiu tilted his head back and breathed hard, finally calming down.
He held Lu Zhiye's arm with a little force and whispered, "I'm fine, I'm fine."
Having said that, his shaking hands still betrayed him.
Lu Zhiye originally wanted to help the man in, but Wen Wangqiu was afraid of being exposed, so he forced Lu Zhiye to help him sit down in the drying room not far away.
"Give me a cigarette."
Lu Zhiye quickly handed over a cigarette and struck a match.
Wen Wangqiu smoked the cigarette in big puffs. He was in a different mood each time.
At this moment, he felt fear and terror in his heart, but he had to work hard to overcome it and not let his wife notice anything.
What Lu Zhiye didn't know was that he and Wen Sihe both knew the magical uses of the spiritual spring water.
But others don’t know. He only said that his life was saved after all-out treatment.
Wen Wangqiu just felt thankful that his son was alive.
Who knows what sequelae there might be in the future, how could he not be worried.
He knew his son's love for the army, and if his health really did not allow him to continue staying in the army.
For Wen Shize, that was a blow more painful than his physical pain.
Neither of them said another word until Meng Yuqing's voice rang out.
Hearing his wife's shout, Wen Wangqiu rubbed his face hard, then reached out and tugged at the corner of his mouth.
"Let's go. Be careful and don't let anything slip."
Lu Zhiye responded softly.
The three of them chatted about some interesting things about their children. Seeing that it was getting late, Meng Yuqing smiled and said to Lu Zhiye, "You have been running for such a long time, you must be very tired.
Take a rest quickly. Didn’t you just say you wouldn’t leave recently?
We have plenty of time later.”
Lu Zhiye smiled and nodded: "You are right."
After sending the two people away, Lu Zhiye took out old newspapers from the space and pasted them on the windows.
He put the charcoal basin at the door again. Just as he was about to close the door, a lame voice rang out: "Hey, Adasi, Comrade Lu..."
Lu Zhiye quickly stretched his head to look outside, and saw that it was the village party secretary.
Dilimulati bent his body and walked over with something in his hand with great effort.
Lu Zhiye hurried over to him, and when he saw what he was holding, he asked in surprise: "What is this???"
Dilmurat smiled and said, "This is a coal stove, it is very useful.
We only have this one in our brigade, and it was distributed by the commune.
I'll bring it over for you to use first. Put the water on it and it will boil quickly.
You can just take a sip of warm water, eh."
He became increasingly unresponsive as he spoke, and slapped his own mouth in annoyance.
He smiled naively at Lu Zhiye.
Suddenly thinking of something, he quickly took off the backpack from his back.
"This is coal, put it in..."
Dilmurat pointed at the stove. Lu Zhiye picked up the stove with one hand and the backpack with the other.
As easily as 1, Dilimulati was surprised and exclaimed: "Oh, Adasi, you are very strong.
He's awesome, tall, and handsome."
He used too many interjections, and when Lu Zhiye responded to him, he couldn't help but add some interjections.
Only after seeing the branch secretary off did Lu Zhiye laugh helplessly.
He didn't use the stove. From the words of the branch secretary, it was not difficult to guess how precious the coal was to them.
Normally, their village is far from anywhere, so they use charcoal to grill meat, which is homemade.
They seldom use coal briquettes.
Lu Zhiye was no fool. He locked the gate of the vineyard, locked his own door from the inside, slipped into the space, and had a good sleep.
The bullpen on the other side was not particularly peaceful at this time.
Wen Wangqiu and his companions were stopped as soon as they approached the cowshed.
Meng Yuqing was startled and exclaimed subconsciously.
Wen Wangqiu quickly covered her mouth and looked at the person in front of him with confusion.
The cotton cover of the black cotton jacket was exposed and it was basically impossible to sew it shut.
When you wear this thing, it can only serve as a wind blocker.
There was no way to keep warm. The man's hair was messy and there was mud between his fingernails.
Different from his usual silly look, his eyes were shining with a strange light.
"I saw it all."
Wen Wangqiu's heart skipped a beat. When they left today, everyone had turned off the lights. They even took a long detour before arriving at the entrance of the vineyard.
How could this crazy old man in front of me know?
Wait, crazy??
Wen Wangqiu finally understood what had puzzled him before.
He pretended to be puzzled and asked: "Madman, what did you see?
We are just going out for a stroll as a couple.”
They didn't know the madman's name. When Wen Wangqiu and his group arrived at the cowshed, he was already there.
Before, everyone in the bullpen called him a madman or a fool.
He usually just smiles foolishly at everyone he sees and doesn’t even bother to wash up.
But he knew to go to work and earn work points.
But it would be good if he could get half of the grain distributed every year.
All of it was divided up by the guys in the bullpen.
Wei Sa said he was a fool, but he didn't even know how to resist and just watched others take away his food with a smile.
The madman's eyes fell directly on Wen Wangqiu's face, and he said to him word by word: "I saw that you know the new driver.
Or maybe it’s a relative’s relationship….”
Before the madman could finish his words, Wen Wangqiu jumped up and covered his mouth: "What are you talking about!
Don’t you know that talking nonsense can kill people? ! "
Wen Wangqiu shouted sternly while carefully glancing around.
He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that there was no one there.
It’s nothing for them, but if people knew about Lu Zhiye’s relationship with them and the fact that he came all the way here, he might be implicated by them.
Wen Wangqiu covered the madman's nose and mouth, and he almost couldn't breathe.
He quickly patted Wen Wangqiu's arm, signaling him to let go.
Seeing that he was about to roll his eyes, Meng Yuqing quickly pulled Wen Wangqiu's arm and whispered, "Let him go."
Wen Wangqiu nodded and said viciously: "I will let you go, you shut your mouth, do you understand?"
The madman blinked quickly to show that he understood.
Wen Wangqiu slowly let go of the man, but his other hand became more alert.
If the madman shouts again, he will really take action.
Fortunately, the madman was clear-headed. Seeing the murderous intent in Wen Wangqiu's eyes, he sighed helplessly.
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