Chapter 90090 Chu Song's Worldly Fireworks
Chu Song yawned and opened her eyes. The process of waiting for people to rescue her was too boring, and Lu Minglin's peacock-shaped display almost blinded her old eyes. She simply closed her eyes and tried to take a nap, but she fell asleep because she was too tired.
"Someone's coming?"
Chu Song heard faint shouts in the distance. She stood up in surprise, "I heard it too. Someone's really here! My mother is looking for us!"
"Um."
Chu Song circled around the bottom of the pit. The walls were covered in slippery, soft mud, making it difficult to climb up without a foothold. She could only shout at the top of her lungs, "Ye Xiuzhier! I'm here, Xiu-zhi-er-!"
The people organized by Xiang Baoshu split into several groups and searched all the hills, big and small, until they found this place.
"Wait, there's a sound." Ye Xiuzhi lived up to Chu Song's expectations. She paused and said, "Baoshu, I think I hear someone calling me."
Xiang Baoshu also stopped and signaled everyone to be quiet. She held her breath and listened attentively for a long time, and sure enough, she heard Chu Song's intermittent voice. They hurriedly followed the sound.
"Chu Xianxian!"
"Xiuzhier!"
Chu Song raised her head, the sound above her head was getting closer and closer. Soon, she saw Ye Xiuzhi lying on the ground with a nervous and worried face at the entrance of the cave.
Chu Song smiled and waved. Although he looked a little embarrassed, he was very carefree. "Mom, I've been waiting for you so hard!"
Ye Xiuzhi didn't say a word. She looked the person up and down, and after making sure that she was fine, she started scolding her.
"Chu Xianxian, you've made it big! I asked you to do something, and you ran here? Did you grow legs so you could run around? In this deep forest, you're not afraid of wild boars carrying you away. You walk with your head held high and your eyes focused on the ground. You could even fall into a wild boar pit!"
Chu Song stared at the man resentfully.
"What are you looking at? Are you hurt? Are you hurt?"
"pain!"
"You deserve it."
Chu Song: “…”
The pit was more than two meters deep, and the mud on the edge was loose, making it difficult for a group of people to go down and rescue the people. Xiang Baoshu then sent someone back to get a ladder, and only then did they rescue the people.
Chu Song was carefree. She climbed up by herself and did half a set of radio gymnastics on the spot. Lu Minglin followed behind, limping and looking a little pale.
Ye Xiuzhi noticed something was wrong at first glance, "Xiao Lu, what's wrong? Is your leg injured?"
Lu Minglin was helpless, "I accidentally twisted my leg when I fell."
"Hey, Auntie, let me see if it's serious."
It would have been fine if she hadn't looked. But once she did, even Ye Xiuzhi couldn't help but raise her voice, "It's so serious! Xiao Lu, your leg is so swollen, you must have injured your bones."
Chu Song turned around and saw Lu Minglin's ankle was almost swollen like a sorghum bun. She was also a little shocked. Could it be that he had hit it himself?
Even if she was the one who smashed it, it was Lu Minglin's fault for being too fragile.
He was so swollen, and he didn't say a word?
Lu Minglin: "I didn't want to make...everyone worry, so I didn't tell you. Aunt Ye, you don't have to worry, I know what's going on."
Chu Song suddenly realized, "No wonder you were sitting there all that time..."
She said that when she was thinking about how to climb up, Lu Minglin had no insight at all and was always in a state of meditation like an old monk.
Ye Xiuzhi glared at her silly daughter, then turned away and said worriedly, "We have to go to the clinic right away. We can't delay at such a young age. It would be bad if she develops any underlying illness."
Chu Song nodded in agreement, "Yes, yes."
Lu Minglin: "Okay."
Lu Minglin injured his leg and was eventually carried down the mountain by others in turns. Chu Song also went to the clinic with him and got a bottle of blood-activating and blood-stasis-removing ointment on the pretext of "worrying about Brother Lu's feet."
In fact, she cares more about her butt.
There are usually two doctors on duty at the clinic in Luhua Brigade. Due to the busy farming season recently, Chu Heng is the only one left. He stays in the clinic for about three hours every day, and has to go to the fields to help out for the rest of the time.
Lu Minglin was lucky enough to arrive just in time for Chu Heng's shift.
"Brother Lu! What's wrong with you?"
Chu Song cut to the chase, explaining the situation. Finally, he sighed, "I planned everything, but I didn't anticipate a trap. Even the wisest man can make mistakes. I guess that's me."
"well."
He also praised himself unconsciously.
Ye Xiuzhi said sharply: "It's all because of laziness. Now it's okay."
Chu Song was a little unconvinced and snorted, but since adults don't bear grudges, she didn't argue with her mother.
Chu Heng helped Lu Minglin sit down. The clinic in the 1970s was not as good as the hospital in later generations. It was a small place with simple decoration. There was only a bed and a large medicine cabinet with peeling paint. There was also a large and conspicuous copy of Chairman Mao's quotations hanging on the wall.
"Brother Lu, please bear with the pain."
Chu Heng took out several bottles and gauze. Lu Minglin rolled up his trouser legs. His ankle looked worse than before. It was shiny and swollen, and the purple color spread from his ankle all the way to his calf.
shocking.
Lu Minglin was still fine, but Chu Songxian was grinning from ear to ear, hissing from time to time, as if she was the one who was injured.
Ye Xiuzhi glanced at her sideways and said, "Why are you breathing so hard? It's not like you're in pain."
"Who said that there's a kind of pain that hurts just looking at it?"
Ye Xiuzhi: "...Go away, go away. I think you're in the way just standing here, and you don't even bother to help."
Chu Song reluctantly moved over. Chu Heng first disinfected him. He pressed around Lu Minglin's ankle and examined it before saying, "It's okay. It looks scary, but it's just a flesh wound. No bones are hurt. It will be fine after resting for a while."
Ye Xiuzhi: "That's good. Sigh, tell me, you've suffered this."
After saying that, he glared at Chu Song fiercely.
She knew in her heart that Xiao Lu's injury was most likely related to her silly daughter. No matter how good-tempered a person is, it is inevitable to feel resentful if they are repeatedly humiliated by the same person.
Therefore, Ye Xiuzhi took the initiative to "teach" others a lesson, with the purpose of doing it to show everyone that she, as the mother, had already scolded them, and others could not say anything else.
Chu Song didn't understand her mother's complicated little thoughts, but she was always tough and a mere look was nothing to her.
Lu Minglin: "Aunt Ye, don't blame Xianxian. It was my own carelessness. Speaking of which, it was me who got her into trouble. If she hadn't wanted to pull me up, she wouldn't have fallen in with me."
"Really?" Ye Xiuzhi couldn't believe it.
Lu Minglin nodded, "So I should be the one thanking her."
Since it was all a misunderstanding, Chu Song simply said shamelessly, "That's right!"
Ye Xiuzhi waved her hand, "Why bother talking about thanking me? It's so formal. Xianxian calls you big brother, so it's only natural for her to protect you."
Lu Minglin smiled faintly, but felt a little blocked in his heart.
By saying this, wasn't Ye Xiuzhi actually pushing him away?
Big brother…this wasn’t the kind of relationship he wanted at all. He didn’t want to be her brother.
Chu Heng was a straightforward person. "Yes, Brother Lu, we have such a close relationship. We are not family but better than family. There is no need to be so formal!"
"Okay." Lu Minglin smiled reservedly.
He would rather be a family.
Chu Heng took out another ball of black medicinal herbs. He used a folk method that was quick to work. He used it on anyone in the village who had injuries or bruises. "Xianxian, come on, let's go outside and pound the herbs."
Because this medicinal herb has a pungent and spicy taste, and the smell lingers for a long time, Chu Heng always goes to the yard outside to pound the medicine to dissipate the smell.
The brother and sister went out happily to make medicine.
Chu Heng sighed: "Hey, Xianxian, you said that Brother Lu was injured last time because of me, and this time it's because of you. We always let him get hurt, right..."
Chu Song: "It means he's not strong enough. It's his own fault."
Chu Heng swallowed the question "Are we unlucky for him?" and continued, "That makes sense. It's just that Brother Lu and we are not compatible."
Chu Song: "That's good. Everyone is so busy, but Big Brother Lu can just lie down and rest in peace. I'm so envious."
Chu Heng said that he would not want this kind of "blessing" even if it was given to him.
It takes a hundred days to heal a broken bone. Chu Heng applied medicine and bandaged Lu Minglin. Although there was no bone injury, he still had to lie down and rest for a few days.
Ye Xiuzhi really couldn't bear to watch people "fend for themselves". The most important problem was food. Now the educated youth all ate in the canteen and there was no one to cook.
"Xiao Lu, your leg is injured, so it must be inconvenient for you in your daily life. I..."
Chu Song volunteered: "Mom, I'll take the food to Brother Lu. I have to take it to others too, so it's just a matter of convenience!"
How could Ye Xiuzhi not know her real purpose? It would be best if she went to deliver it so as not to waste other labor in the village, but she selfishly hoped that the two of them would have less contact.
The man and the woman are unmarried, and Ye Xiuzhi is afraid that sparks will fly.
Chu Heng said: "I can also send it. On the way to the clinic... Uh, forget it, let my little sister come. I suddenly don't have the same route."
Chu Song then retracted his threatening look and nodded with satisfaction.
Lu Minglin didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He only had a leg injury, not a disability that made him unable to take care of himself. "Aunt Ye, don't worry about me. I can take care of myself."
"That won't work. It's so inconvenient."
Chu Song: "Yes, yes!"
Lu Minglin stared at Chu Song with burning eyes, feeling extremely warm. After a moment, he shyly turned his head away, wondering what he was thinking about.
Chu Song: “…”
Chu Song felt that he might have misunderstood again.
Ye Xiuzhi had her back to the crowd and didn't see Lu Minglin's affectionate look. She thought about it for a while, but finally gave up. "Forget it, you should continue to be responsible for delivering the meals."
Chu Song immediately smiled like a flower, "Mom, I knew you were the best to me."
"That's all you can say. What's good about that? Whoever gives you milk is your mother."
Chu Song ignored her. Her mother was a bit of a tsundere.
When the group came out of the clinic, it was already around eight or nine in the evening. Xiang Baoshu and Ye Xiuzhi couldn't let go of the work at hand, so they rushed back to continue working against the clock.
Chu Song skipped work openly on the pretext of taking care of Lu Minglin, who was forced to live without being able to take care of himself.
There was no one at the educated youth point at the moment. Everyone was still working late into the night on the hill. Lu Minglin opened the door and was about to invite Chu Song in to sit down, but suddenly he remembered something. He stopped Chu Song awkwardly and said, "I'll clean up first."
Chu Song had an expression that said, "Don't worry, I understand."
After waiting for about five or six minutes, Lu Minglin reopened the door. He was leaning on a simple crutch. His face was slightly pale, probably because he had moved too hastily and with such large amplitude that the wound had been torn.
"I live with a group of men, and they don't care about their appearance..."
"So, are you hiding now?" Chu Song didn't have the habit of prying into other people's privacy. He took a quick look and didn't see anything that shouldn't be there.
Lu Minglin looked at her helplessly and defended himself, "I am not included in this. I cleaned it for them. Sit down."
"I understand, he's a handsome boy." I still remember the first time we met. Among a group of disheveled people, only Lu Minglin was dressed exquisitely and cleanly, and was particularly eye-catching.
Chu Song sat down. Although it was not her room, she behaved more naturally than Lu Minglin. Instead, Lu Minglin became shy and unnatural.
"What does the little fairy boy mean?"
"It's just to praise you for being so ethereal and otherworldly."
Lu Minglin was stunned for a moment, then curled his lips and shook his head, "Those who are not concerned with worldly matters are gods, but I am different. I have human desires."
Chu Song pretended not to understand. Ever since Lu Minglin misunderstood that she fell into the wild boar pit in order to pull him out, she had completely changed. She would spread her peacock tail and hit a straight ball from time to time.
Unfortunately, Chu Song didn't respond at all and instead asked, "Are you hungry? I'll get you something to eat."
"good."
Chu Song's cooking skills were average, barely enough to kill someone. She washed two sweet potatoes and a cucumber, peeled them, cut them into pieces, and sprinkled some salt on them.
It was a complete mess.
Lu Minglin didn't know what was wrong, "It's delicious."
Chu Song: “…”
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