Liu Weimin's smile, which had just begun to fade, drooped again. This kid knew how to dampen his spirits, and he immediately became listless.
"Yes, you have new neighbors again,"
"ah?"
Jian Dan paused for a moment, wielding her sickle, and moved closer to the wall.
"Someone really came?"
After thinking about it, they decided not to ask any more questions. After all, this wasn't an environment with free speech. Although there were no outsiders nearby, they didn't know any of the people on the bus.
In other words, under normal circumstances, everyone would avoid this cowshed.
So, Jian Dan doesn't plan to be too enthusiastic.
"Uncle, you go ahead and get back to work. I'll go back to my job too."
After saying that one sentence, his head had already disappeared on the other side of the wall.
Liu Weimin felt a lump in his throat and burst into laughter in anger.
"Is she trying to annoy me? I was thinking she was going to help me."
The oxcart stopped at the entrance of the cowshed, and Uncle Liu jumped down.
"Heh, you're just being stubborn, aren't you? You're lucky if she doesn't scare people away with this kind of thing. She's so afraid of trouble, how could she possibly come over?"
Alright, hurry up and get down.
Huh? Neither of them are here. They probably went up the mountain to gather firewood...
He quickly stepped away from the wall, his smile fading, and muttered to himself.
"Another group is here? Looks like I need to be careful."
"What do you mean, 'be careful'? What did you say?"
Mingzhu came to deliver something. As soon as she entered, she heard Jian Dan muttering something, but she couldn't make it out clearly. She only heard something about being careful.
"What happened? Who should we be wary of?"
"Um?"
Upon seeing it was her, he briefly turned around to acknowledge her and lowered his voice.
"People have come to the cowshed again."
To date, there are only two people in the cowshed in Liujiatun: Mingzhu's father and Cheng Jia. In the end, it is only related to these two families.
Mingzhu immediately perked up, and her worried expression returned.
"Really? You saw someone? What kind of person was it? Could it be...?"
He simply placed his hand on it and patted it.
"Don't scare yourself. We just arrived."
I glanced at it from a distance just now, and there seemed to be a child on the bus, and probably someone else lying down. I just don't know why, whether it's because they're old or have difficulty walking.
Don't worry, we just delivered the items yesterday, didn't we?
"That's perfect. Let's pretend we don't know them for the next few days and avoid that area. Even if the people who come have ulterior motives, we're not afraid they'll find something to use against us."
Mingzhu's mood immediately plummeted.
"Sigh, it took so much effort to get here. I was hoping that this remote place would give me a few days of peace and quiet. But look at this."
Huh?
"Do you think they might be in cahoots with Xia Tian and his group? They were scared away that time, and now they've figured things out and come back with replacements?"
Since it involved her own father, Mingzhu was indeed a bit paranoid, always feeling that everyone around her was a bad person with ulterior motives.
Simple pulled her to sit down, thought for a moment,
"It shouldn't be that bad, unless he has something important in his possession that people are constantly eyeing."
Last time, I didn't notice any signs of human intervention; it was definitely just the usual behavior of those young guys.
Don't worry, there are many places implementing this policy now, almost everywhere. We're considered relatively safe here; at least we don't have those people willing to cause trouble, right?
I got up and looked over there. The oxcart was still outside, but there was no one on it. They must all be inside the house. I could only vaguely see a small figure going in and out, struggling to drag something, and occasionally wiping his face or nose with his sleeve.
Now that Mingzhu is a mother, she's incredibly soft-hearted and can't stand seeing things like this.
"Such a young child, wouldn't the parents be heartbroken?"
It wasn't close, and it looked only slightly larger than Huizhou. You could see the clothes swaying on its body. The small child, clutching a piece of firewood, accidentally tripped and fell. The child endured it without uttering a sound or crying, stubbornly wiping its eyes with its sleeve again and again. Then it picked up the firewood and continued dragging itself in step by step.
Under the setting sun, a sense of desolation pervaded the air. Mingzhu remained silent for a long time; her worry and anxiety had vanished, replaced by a surge of maternal love.
"What kind of mess is this? What could such a young child possibly have done? It's truly a tragedy!"
How much of what happens at this point can be clearly explained?
Wrongful convictions, betrayal by brothers and friends, student whistleblowing, and children whistleblowing are all commonplace. How much fairness and clear distinction between right and wrong can we expect from such situations?
What more can be said about a child like this? 100% of them are affected by their family, their parents, their relatives, it's just a matter of which one.
"Little Jane, little Jane?"
The two exchanged a glance, then simply stood up.
"Hey, you're here, Uncle. Are you done?"
Upon opening the front door, Liu Weimin immediately saw Mingzhu with her back to the door, busy arranging cabbages by the window. He frowned slightly and lowered his voice.
Do you have any fever reducers?
Just staring wide-eyed, and that's it?
A thought quickly crossed his mind, and he realized it was related to the new person who had just arrived, so he didn't ask any further questions.
"Uncle, is An Nai going anywhere?"
She remembered that at that time, Analgin seemed to be a miracle drug that could cure many minor illnesses, especially in rural areas. If a family had a patch of it, they would keep it safe just in case.
Sure enough, Liu Weimin's eyes lit up immediately, and he nodded repeatedly.
"Okay, okay, that's great!"
"Okay, Uncle, come in first, I'll go in and find it for you. By the way, shouldn't Uncle Chen have this kind of medicine? Isn't it a commonly kept medicine?"
With that matter resolved, Liu Weimin went into the hospital and started his nagging mode again.
"They say it's a commonly used medicine, but the commune doesn't even have enough for itself, so how can it distribute it to the lower levels?"
Old Chen only had a few pills in his hand. He almost had to throw a tantrum at someone's door to get them. Sigh, it got cold early this year. It's only been a few days since then, and they were all gone yesterday. They gave them to those kids with fevers, and several of them are still sick.
well! "
The temperature dropped suddenly these past few days, and the village children are used to running around outside. They probably got all sweaty from running, and then the northwest wind blew on them, so it's no wonder they caught a cold.
Mingzhu nodded as well.
"That's true, mine was the same. He'd been sneezing for days. I gave him several doses of ginger water and kept him confined for several days before he got a little better."
Jian Dan has been staying home tidying up the yard these past few days and hasn't gone out, so she really didn't know.
After taking the medicine, Liu Weimin hurriedly returned to the cowshed, only turning his gaze away briefly.
"Sister Zhuzhu, Xiaozhouzhou caught a cold too? Do you still have any ginger? I have some brown sugar, I'll pack some for you."
Should I give him some cold medicine?
Xiao Huizhou was the oldest among the educated youth. Moreover, Jian Dan was already close to Mingzhu and her husband, so she naturally treated this child the same as her own, just like Cheng An, Cheng Rui, and Jian Xin.
Mingzhu waved her hand wearily.
"Don't even mention it. Giving him ginger water is like making him drink poison. People who don't know any better would think we're abusing our child."
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