Boyi, losing his mind, rushed to the driver and yelled, "I told you to stop. Are you deaf?"
As he spoke, he tried to avoid the driver's steering wheel. The two of them struggled for it twice. The driver probably took the safety of everyone in the car into consideration and had no choice but to step on the brakes.
Boyi then took Shumei's photo from Qianqian's outstretched hand through the driver's side window and said, "Qianqian, go back! You don't have to worry about the money."
The car started again and headed towards the county town.
"Be careful and stay safe. If you can't find it, come back. There are still many things waiting for you to deal with. There are also Shuangning and Youchen. Youchen can't live without his father by his side."
Qianqian was like sending her lover to a distant place, and she told her some things that she shouldn't say, and her words were full of reluctance.
Boyi waved his hands and his lips moved slightly.
The car sped away, driving further and further away, so far away that Qianqian could no longer hear what Boyi was saying. Watching the car gradually disappear from her sight, Qianqian felt an indescribable pain in her heart. Reluctantly, she turned and headed back to the store. She had wanted to go look for Shumei, but it seemed Boyi didn't want her to interfere.
Yes, after all, they are the two who will accompany each other until old age. And I am just a passer-by in their lives. Whether I am there or not, it will not cause too much trouble in their hearts.
I am like a rootless grass, trying hard to sprout and survive. But others cannot see my efforts, and no one can see the pain in my heart.
I've compromised and given up my own flesh and blood just to avoid losing this rare friendship. I've been alone for too long, so I'm afraid of going back to the days of having nothing.
She walked on the familiar street. A breeze blew and she couldn't help shivering. She felt a loneliness she had never felt before.
Boyi sat in the car on the way to the county town, clutching the photo tightly in his hand, looking out the window at the unfamiliar scenery. He felt a fear he had never felt before. This trip had to succeed, not fail. He had to find Shumei and take her to the hospital for treatment. Otherwise, they would be separated forever.
No matter how hard or difficult it is, Boyi is not afraid. As long as he can cure Shumei, he will not blink an eye even if it costs him everything he has.
Shumei arrived in the county town and immediately began a frantic search, holding Shuangning's photo and asking passersby one by one. She left no shop or household untouched, beginning her carpet-like search for her daughter.
Boyi arrived in the county town and also began to ask around with the photo in his hand. Their behavior was exactly the same. It was like a mantis stalking a cicada while an oriole was behind it. Unfortunately, no one knew where the cicada was, and the oriole was also blind, struggling hard in the vast crowd.
Shumei walked in the wind and rain. When she was hungry, she would just buy something to eat. When she was tired, she would just find a roof to shelter her from the wind and rain to rest.
Repeated setbacks and disappointments could not make her give up the idea of looking for her daughter. The strange looks from others and the harsh voices of others chasing her away could not make her waver in the slightest.
**The pain became more and more frequent, and when it came, she still suppressed it with painkillers.
Her life was getting shorter day by day, and she was even afraid that she would go to bed one day and never see the sun the next day. The more this happened, the stronger her desire to find Xiao Shuangwan became.
In the vast sea of people, Shumei and Boyi missed each other again and again, and sometimes even brushed past each other. It was unknown whether they were really not destined to be together, or whether God was deliberately teasing this pair of ill-fated mandarin ducks.
One day, two days, three days...
Time passed by mercilessly day by day. Boyi did not find the love of his life, and Shumei did not find the biggest debt of her life.
The two of them had nearly exhausted all their money in this bustling county town. Boyi had no choice but to temporarily end his search for love and set out on his journey home. Shumei, determined to find love, begged along the way, vowing to herself that she would not give up even if she breathed her last.
Boyi returned home. In order to collect enough money to go to the county town to find Shumei, he sold all the grain in stock and closed the grain store he had worked so hard to run.
He returned to the village and informed his fellow villagers, relatives and friends of the actual situation, and postponed the wedding date indefinitely again. This wedding was a thrilling one, with many twists and turns. He tried to get it right twice but still failed to score.
In the cold twelfth month of winter, wild Jerusalem artichokes ripen all over the mountains and fields. For the villagers, they are a delicious and inexpensive delicacy. Dig them up, wash them, and marinate them in jars. They can be stir-fried with meat or eaten with rice porridge. They are sweet, crispy and refreshing.
Jerusalem artichokes are not a rare vegetable and are not valuable. Only those who like them will travel across mountains and rivers to dig them. Those who don’t like them would be too lazy to pick them up even if they were delivered to their doorstep.
Zhang Xiaoqin's family loved pickled Jerusalem artichokes. Zhang Binglin and Wu Ju were old, and it was difficult for them to go through the mountains and compete with others to dig Jerusalem artichokes. Zhang Xiaoqin reluctantly went up the mountain to dig Jerusalem artichokes under Wu Ju's persuasion.
Digging Jerusalem artichokes is a technical job. At this time of year, the stems and leaves of Jerusalem artichokes have already withered, and you have to spend some time searching among the weeds. Even if you find them, you may not be able to dig out good Jerusalem artichokes. Some Jerusalem artichokes are not only old, but also old and rotten.
However, for those who were born and raised in the village and dig ginger every year, these are not difficult tasks. They more or less know which places produce good ginger.
But Zhang Xiaoqin was different. Before she got married, Wu Ju doted on her. She definitely wouldn't let her delicate daughter do something like digging ginger in the mountains. Therefore, Zhang Xiaoqin didn't know much about the locations of the gingers. Although Wu Ju had given her some rough directions before they left, they were only approximate and not very precise.
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