As soon as he came in, he rushed to Qin Shuang's bedside, "Sister, sister, how are you, are you feeling better?"
He raised his little head and shouted, his tanned little face full of worry.
Qin Shuang smiled gently, and gently stroked his little head and said, "Sister, it's okay, how about you?"
"Me!" Tiedan raised his little face, his dark eyes sparkling, "I'm fine, I'm a man, it's okay to fall down!"
Qin Shuang pursed her lips and smiled. Although Tiedan was not as good-looking as Yansheng and Lusheng, and his thick black eyebrows were always wrinkled, he always had a stubborn little masculinity, which she liked.
While daydreaming, she turned her gaze to the small flower in his hand, raised her head and asked, "Tiedan, what are you holding in your hand?"
Tiedan looked at the thing in his hand and said, "Oh, nothing, I picked it up at the door of Uncle Cheng's house. My grandma said it seemed to be called something like trumpet creeper!"
"Trumpet creeper!" Qin Shuang frowned, then looked away from his hands. Just as he was about to ask a question, the voices of Cheng Manfu and Tiedan'er's grandmother came from outside.
"I'm sorry, Uncle Fu, it was my son Tiedan's mischief that caused Lu Wa Zi's wife to fall. I'm so sorry!"
Tiedan'er's grandmother walked in while talking. Seeing Tiedan'er still hanging around Qin Shuang's bed, she immediately pulled his ears and scolded him, "You little brat, you're not a worry at all. You're itching to get better right after you recover from your illness, right? If you dare to bump into your sister next time, I'll make you pay!"
After saying that, Tiedan's grandmother dragged Tiedan out.
Tiedan grimaced in pain and retorted, "I didn't do it on purpose. How would I know Yansheng would fly the plane? Besides, my sister is fine..."
"How dare you talk back? I'll teach you a lesson. You don't know what's good for you, do you?"
Listening to the conversation between the two people fading away, Qin Shuang smiled and shook his head.
This Tiedan is also a little naughty boy.
Seeing Cheng Manfu and A Niang still standing at the door, Qin Shuang pursed his lips, turned over, and went to sleep.
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Not long after resting in Cheng Manfu's shop, she was taken away by her mother.
Her days fell into boredom again.
Ever since she almost had a miscarriage, her mother watched her even more closely.
Cheng Manfu also had to run around every few days, and she had no freedom at all.
On this day, a rare heavy rainstorm fell. The rain kept falling, and the whole village was shrouded in a hazy mist. Looking up at the mountain from a distance, it seemed as if we were in a fairyland on earth!
Cheng Manfu, wearing a raincoat, ran in from the front door of Lu Sheng's house.
"What kind of weather is this? It's raining so hard in October?"
As Cheng Manfu spoke, he took off his raincoat.
A'niang handed him the woolen cloth and said worriedly, "Uncle Fu, Lu Wazi hasn't come for a long time. How is he doing? His father is offering sacrifices. Can he come?"
Cheng Manfu put away the things in his hands, and took out a paint-chipped pipe from his pocket, wrapped it with tobacco, and smoked it while muttering, "I don't know, he hasn't brought me any messages for a long time!"
In the past, whenever he went out, if someone from the village came, he would ask someone to bring a message, and the person would pass the message or letter to him. But it has been more than half a month, and there is no news at all. I don’t know what happened!
"Oh!" Looking at the gloomy sky in front of her, A Niang sighed heavily.
"Yansheng is about to go to junior high school, and the family's debts have not been paid off. He must want to earn more money, so he has no time to bring us a message!"
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