At this moment, Shen Hongmei felt as if she had lost all feeling in her hands and feet, and the biting cold was unbearable for her.
So she stopped arguing with the old woman and quickly struggled to her feet from the cold ground. She then began to jump and move her body, trying to revitalize her limbs, which had become stiff and numb from the cold.
When she finally felt her hands and feet gradually warm up and could move freely, she ignored the old woman who was still standing there nagging and started walking forward with difficulty.
Only now did Shen Hongmei truly understand why Yang Wanqiu, who had the advantage of being so close to He Chaoyang, had no intention of seducing him.
It turned out that it wasn't as Yang Wanqiu had said; she didn't like soldiers like He Chaoyang who were all brawn and no brains.
It's not just that Chen Shuning has become difficult to deal with, but more importantly, this man named He Chaoyang is simply impervious to reason and obedience!
There is absolutely no way to break through this person. No matter what tricks you use, he seems to ignore you.
This feeling is like trying to charm a blind person—futile and frustrating.
Thinking of this, Shen Hongmei couldn't help but feel a sense of frustration.
Given Yang Wanqiu's fickle and promiscuous nature, how could she possibly be completely uninterested in Chen Shuning's men simply because she disliked He Chaoyang, a soldier with strong limbs but a simple mind, as she claimed?
The truth is most likely that she gave up reluctantly after experiencing a series of setbacks and cold treatment.
How despicable! How could I be so naive and foolish as to believe Yang Wanqiu's endless lies? I'm just like a ridiculous clown, being completely fooled without even realizing it.
What's even more infuriating is Yang Wanqiu. She knew perfectly well that He Chaoyang would never be interested in her, and that he didn't seem like the simple-minded, muscle-bound soldier Yang Wanqiu described at all. He was clearly a cunning old fox, yet Yang Wanqiu still instigated her to seduce such a person.
At this moment, Shen Hongmei felt extreme hatred for Yang Wanqiu, but considering that she still needed Yang Wanqiu's help to be successfully transferred to Qingshan Brigade, she decided to consider her options.
To be precise, she needed to rely on the power of Accountant Wang behind Yang Wanqiu, so during this period she had to pretend to be the way Yang Wanqiu wanted to see her.
Let's wait until her transfer to the brigade is settled and I successfully transfer myself before we can make any decisions!
Shen Hongmei was pondering how to transfer herself to Qingshan Brigade as soon as possible when she saw Shen Hongmei walking very fast. Chen Shuning thought that she no longer needed to pretend to be unconscious.
After all, in such terrible weather conditions, it was extremely difficult to travel against the wind, let alone to carry someone on one's back.
You should cherish and love your own man!
Thinking of this, Chen Shuning, who was lying on He Chaoyang's back, gently patted his back and said softly, "Brother He, stop for a moment, let me walk the rest of the way by myself."
However, this amount of weight was negligible for the strong and robust He Chaoyang.
Besides, having his wife on his back would also help shield her from the biting cold wind, so He Chaoyang never even considered putting her down to let her walk on her own.
Not only that, he lifted the person on his back a little higher, and smiled to comfort him, saying, "It's windy and the road is slippery outside, so it's really hard to walk."
"Just let me carry you! That way we'll walk faster. Close your eyes and sleep a little longer; we should be almost home by the time you wake up."
Chen Shuning knew very well that He Chaoyang did this entirely out of concern and love for her, but in truth, she also felt sorry for He Chaoyang.
So she said firmly, "We've already walked so far, you must be tired. Let me walk by myself for a while. If I really can't walk anymore, then I'll trouble you to carry me, okay?"
He Chaoyang, however, looked unconvinced and said, "Don't worry, I'm not tired at all."
You're not heavy at all, not even as heavy as a machine gun. Just lie still, okay? Grandpa Yang might come to pick us up soon, and I can rest once we're on the oxcart."
Their conversation was filled with sweetness and warmth, with each of them putting themselves in the other's shoes. However, when these words reached Shen Hongmei's ears, they almost made her vomit blood with anger.
I had already fainted, and the only treatment I received was being dragged along by someone with their waistband tied to their feet.
The woman in front of me was perfectly fine, yet she pretended to faint. And that's not all; now that she's stopped pretending, she can comfortably lie on someone's back without even having to walk a single step.
What kind of mess is this! The more she thought about it, the more unfair it seemed. Shen Hongmei's anger burned even more fiercely, but she was powerless to do anything about it and could only grit her teeth and continue walking forward.
After the four continued on their way for about half an hour, they suddenly heard a melodious and clear sound of a copper bell coming from ahead. To the four of them at that moment, the sound was simply heavenly music.
It turned out that after Old Yang took the people to the village clinic, he rushed over to meet them without even helping to find a doctor.
Although he spent most of the journey lying on He Chaoyang's broad and sturdy back, Chen Shuning still felt as if he were about to be frozen into a sculpture by the severe cold.
After finally climbing onto the oxcart, she was pleasantly surprised to find her little mat and quilt neatly arranged on the cart. She figured that Grandpa Yang must have brought them back for her, otherwise, given Liu Guihua's personality, she would probably have insisted on continuing to use them.
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