Yu Xiangnian's profile was pressed against Cheng Jingmo's back. The vibration of Cheng Jingmo's chest when he spoke seemed deafening.
Yu Xiangnian felt mixed emotions at this moment.
She could imagine the humiliation suffered by He Meiying and understand Cheng Jingmo's powerlessness. At the same time, she was delighted with Cheng Jingmo's awareness and broad-mindedness.
"Cheng Jingmo, it will be over soon."
Yu Xiangnian leaned close to him and said, "All of this will soon be over. Professionals like them will return to schools and research institutes, and those with knowledge and culture will enter universities. Our society will become one that respects knowledge and culture."
"Really?" Cheng Jingmo was excited, holding Yu Xiangnian's hands tightly. "That's great! Their knowledge shouldn't be buried in the fields."
Although Cheng Jingmo had never experienced the kind of society that Yu Xiangnian described, he subconsciously believed in Yu Xiangnian.
Yu Xiangnian is knowledgeable and far-sighted. What she said will definitely come true.
"Cheng Jingmo, I'll go with you to visit them tomorrow and see if I can help."
Cheng Jingmo said, "Okay."
At night, the two of them were lying in bed, and Cheng Jingmo said, "Niannian, when will the society you're talking about come into being?"
Yu Xiangnian just said vaguely: "One or two years, very quickly."
Cheng Jingmo said: "I always feel that my power is too weak. There are many things I want to do and many people I want to help, but I am powerless."
Yu Xiangnian replied: "So, we must first change ourselves. Only when we are strong enough can we influence others. Through our influence, we can bring positive and advanced ideas to society, leading everyone to escape poverty and ignorance and pursue civilization and development."
"Niannian..." Cheng Jingmo looked at her with deep affection, "The best thing I have done in my life is marrying you. You are like opening a door for me, and outside the door is a world I have never seen."
Yu Xiangnian was about to open a dyeing factory when he was given some color. "Of course, not everyone has the same mindset as me! You must have burned incense sticks as thick as pillars in your previous life to marry me!"
Cheng Jingmo: "...So you think I'm bad?"
Yu Xiangnian said with a guilty conscience: "When I say dishes, I mainly mean your purity."
"I don't believe it!" Cheng Jingmo's hand had already reached in, "This is not the dish you mentioned last time!"
Last time?
Yu Xiangnian recalled that the two of them had whispered in bed not long ago.
Yu Xiangnian told an adult joke, saying that the man had a strong addiction to being a loser.
Finally, Cheng Jingmo pinched Yu Xiangnian's slender waist and asked, "What's wrong with me?"
Yu Xiangnian's hair was soaked with sweat, his cheeks were stained with red, and his whole body was soft as mud. He lay on Cheng Jingmo and murmured, "You are an old bird, it's okay."
Cheng Jingmo: “…”
Old...bird? He won't accept it!
Another rookie, Yu Xiangyang, was lying on his bed in the dormitory, with Cheng Jingmo's words still echoing in his ears.
Yu Jiashun taught him from a young age that family and country are the most important things!
The stories he heard since he was a child were all about real people and events told by Yu Jiashun.
Stories about heroes and revolutionary martyrs who left their homes and careers and were willing to sacrifice everything for their country.
Looking back at his recent affairs, he was so obsessed with love affairs that he had forgotten his identity and mission!
The next day, Yu Xiangyang received an order from his superiors, asking him and soldiers from other regiments to go out on a mission.
Yu Xiangyang understood that this must be what Yu Jiashun meant.
I wanted to send him away and didn't want him to have too much contact with Xia Qingyun.
If it were a few days ago, he would definitely obey the order, but he would first have to talk to Yu Jiashun.
But now, he accepted the task without complaint.
Maybe Cheng Jingmo was right. He needed to calm down for a while before looking back at this relationship.
Yu Xiangyang came to the hospital as usual to take care of Xia Qingyun.
This time, he found a woman working odd jobs at the hospital entrance and brought her to the ward.
Xia Qingyun smiled the moment she saw Yu Xiangyang, and then she was surprised when she saw the middle-aged woman behind Yu Xiangyang.
Yu Xiangyang took the initiative to explain: "Xia Qingyun, I have to go out on a mission tomorrow, and it may take more than ten days for me to come back. I have hired a nurse, and she will take care of you in the next few days."
There was a look of disappointment on Xia Qingyun's face that was not concealed at all.
Yu Xiangyang said to the woman, "Come over tomorrow morning."
After the woman left, Yu Xiangyang took out the food he had just bought and put it on the table, then called Xia Qingyun to come and eat.
Today's meal is chicken soup, braised pork slices with celery, stir-fried corn with diced carrots and cold-mixed black fungus.
Yu Xiangyang poured Xia Qingyun a bowl of chicken soup and said, "Just tell the nurse what you want to eat and ask her to buy it. Don't worry about the money."
Xia Qingyun drank a few mouthfuls of chicken soup and asked, "Yu Xiangyang, where are you going to carry out your mission this time?"
Yu Xiangyang said, "I'll come to see you when I get back. You should take good care of yourself."
Xia Qingyun knew that Yu Xiangyang didn't want to reveal anything about the mission, so she didn't ask any more questions.
The two chatted about various things while eating.
Xia Qingyun always felt that there was something different about Yu Xiangyang today, but she couldn't tell what was different.
Later, she thought, maybe she was overthinking it, Yu Xiangyang was still so devoted to her.
Maybe it was because he was going out on a mission, and both of them were a little uncomfortable.
The other side.
Yu Xiangnian and Cheng Jingmo brought some medicine to the village to visit Zhang Guoping and He Meiying.
As soon as I walked into the yard where Zhang Guoping and his wife lived, I heard a man shouting loudly.
"Meiying!"
Cheng Jingmo was stunned for a moment, then rushed into their residence at great speed, and Yu Xiangnian also ran in quickly.
Then, she was shocked!
A woman in her forties was hanging motionless under the beam in the middle of the house, her eyes wide open and her tongue hanging out.
Cheng Jingmo grabbed the chair that fell to the ground, quickly jumped on it, held He Meiying's body with both hands, and lifted He Meiying down from the rope.
Yu Xiangnian quickly regained his composure and helped Cheng Jingmo lay He Meiying flat on the ground.
He Meiying's face had turned purple and her expression was terrifying.
Yu Xiangnian calmly felt He Meiying's carotid artery and found no sign of beating.
Although he knew there was little hope, Yu Xiangnian still refused to give up and said, "Cheng Jingmo, cooperate!"
Cheng Jingmo understood Yu Xiangnian's meaning and nodded solemnly.
Yu Xiangnian unbuttoned two buttons on He Meiying's collar, knelt beside her, and began cardiopulmonary resuscitation.
The two had worked together once before, and this time they cooperated even better.
The entrance was crowded with villagers who came to watch the excitement. Zhang Guoping sat on the ground in despair, shouting, "Meiying, Meiying..."
Twenty minutes passed and He Meiying showed no signs of waking up.
Thirty minutes passed, and still nothing.
The people watching the fun were talking louder and louder.
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