Dong Yingying seemed to be crazy.
After a brief moment of shock, she suddenly burst into sharp laughter.
"I'm a disaster? How could I be a disaster? I'm reborn, sent by God to save you!"
"You, Li Yuetang..."
Dong Yingying suddenly pointed at Li Yuetang and said, "In your previous life, you died tragically in a cadre school! Your good nephew traveled thousands of miles to bring you life-saving medicine, but guess what happened?"
She laughed and suddenly pointed at Lin Wanjun.
"She and her lover ambushed Li Guanyu and killed him!"
Dong Yingying took a few steps forward and tried to grab Li Yuetang's hand, but was stopped by Song Mingcheng.
"What are you doing!?"
Looking at Song Mingcheng's defensive look, Dong Yingying was about to cry.
"Dad, don't you even recognize me? I'm your daughter-in-law!"
She said aggrievedly, "That bitch surnamed Lin almost killed our entire family. How can you trust her?"
Song Mingcheng warned sternly.
"Dong Yingying, watch your mouth! You humiliated my daughter-in-law in front of us. Don't think we dare not touch you!"
Dong Yingying is a little afraid of Song Mingcheng.
She took a few steps back and suddenly stopped crying, her tone pleading.
"Dad, you're mistaken. I'm your daughter-in-law!"
Lin Wanjun looked at Dong Yingying who had lost her composure calmly, trying to observe whether she was pretending to be stupid or was really crazy.
Finally, she came to a conclusion.
Dong Yingying must have been a little unconscious after the strong stimulation.
Yes, she thought she had done a great thing by saving the world, but in the end she became the indirect murderer who forced innocent people to death. For her, it was indeed a great thrill.
But now, Lin Wanjun no longer wants to be a good saint and care about Dong Yingying's life or death.
Not letting her pay the price was already her greatest tolerance.
"Zhanjin, I'm tired!"
Lin Wanjun felt weak all over and leaned tiredly in Song Zhanjin's arms.
"I want to go home and rest."
"Okay, I'll carry you back!"
Song Zhanjin leaned over and picked up Lin Wanjun by the waist, and walked towards home against the biting cold wind.
Li Yuetang also left shortly after him. She had to return to the clinic to take care of Jiang Xiaoyu and her son.
Dong Yingying sneered.
When she saw Qin Sijun, she tilted her head and said "Huh".
"How are you still alive? You were already dead!"
Hearing Dong Yingying's words, Wang Chuang wanted to rush forward with anger, but was stopped by Qin Sijun.
"Why bother with a madman?"
Dong Yingying shouted, "I'm not crazy! I'm telling the truth! Listen to me, a severe dysentery outbreak will soon break out in the cadre school. Hurry and prepare food and medicine, or people will die!"
"He's a lunatic indeed!"
Wang Chuang looked at Dong Yingying with a squint and sneered.
"You idiot, the dysentery thing is over! You're just kidding me!"
Looking at the crazy Dong Yingying, Wei Yifu got a headache.
In Dong Yingying's current condition, she definitely cannot continue to teach at school.
Meng Shuangou's indifferent attitude undoubtedly meant that he was throwing the burden of Dong Yingying to the cadre school.
Not to mention that Dong Yingying is the daughter of Dong Xiaoguo of the Beicheng Military Region, even if she is an ordinary person, we can't just leave her alone!
It's freezing cold, and someone might die.
Thinking of this, Wei Yifu sighed and waved to the people watching the fun.
"Hey, you ladies, come over here and take her to the women's dormitory first... Forget it, just send her directly to my office, and leave two of you to take care of her!"
Several female comrades carried Dong Yingying into the cadre school.
Dong Yingying has been talking nonsense.
"Principal Wei, you need to hurry and stock up on food. This winter, we're going to have several heavy snowfalls. The cadre school will be without food, medicine, or firewood for heating. Over a dozen people will starve or freeze to death!"
"Even you yourself died in an accident while searching for food!"
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Wei Yifu shook his head after hearing this.
"A rich young lady, instead of staying in the big city and enjoying herself, she has to come here and stir up trouble. Look, she's completely crazy, right?"
"And there's heavy snow and no food? And I'm going to die on the road? What nonsense!"
Lin Wanjun vaguely heard Dong Yingying's words and her eyes moved slightly.
In the original plot, Liulin Farm did suffer a snowstorm that occurred once in a century, but the fatal cause was not the snowstorm, but a fire.
Just as the roads were blocked by heavy snow, the cadre school's grain storage warehouse caught fire in the middle of the night.
When people found out, the food had been burned to ashes...
As the principal, Wei Yifu had no choice but to walk to the county in the snow and wind to ask for food.
He fell into a snow pit on the way and was already dead when he was rescued.
Dong Yingying was indeed not talking nonsense, but her state was too manic, so people mistakenly thought she was a lunatic talking nonsense.
Thinking of this, Lin Wanjun looked up at the dark night sky.
There was not a single star, and it was obvious that winter was approaching and a blizzard was about to come.
No, she had to go into the space immediately and take a final look at the supply situation to ensure that the cadre school could survive this once-in-a-century snowstorm.
After returning home, Song Zhanjin put Lin Wanjun on the bed and half-knelt on the ground to take off her shoes.
"Jun-jun, I'm sorry."
He apologized, "Before you left for the provincial capital, I promised to take care of Xiaohu and the others, but who knew..."
Lin Wanjun's face was pale and bloodless, and she shook her head slightly.
"I don't blame you. No one would have thought that Dong Yingying would capture Jiang Xiaoyu."
Her eyes were red and she looked up at Song Zhanjin.
"Zhan Jin, go help out at the clinic!"
Song Zhanjin said softly, "Dad and Mom are over there, and Uncle Qin and the others are helping. I'd better stay and take care of you!"
Lin Wanjun's tears rolled down her cheeks. She raised her hands to cover her face, her voice choked and unclear.
"Please go out, I want to be alone for a while!"
Song Zhanjin's throat also felt a little blocked.
He knew that Lin Wanjun cared very much about Xiaohu and his sister and the old man, so now that something had happened, she was naturally sad.
She is a stubborn girl and probably doesn't want anyone to see her vulnerable side.
So Song Zhanjin stood up and nodded.
"Then I'm going to the clinic. You take a good rest. I'll be back soon!"
After covering Lin Wanjun with the quilt, Song Zhanjin closed the door and left.
Song Zhanjin's footsteps gradually faded away. Lin Wanjun did not get up immediately, but buried her face in the quilt and sobbed silently.
After a long time, she finally raised her head, wiped her face twice with her sleeves, and then entered the space.
It was already late at night, but the space was still as bright as day.
"Great-grandfather!"
Lin Wanjun greeted Song Xiu first.
"A snowstorm is coming. I came in to take inventory of supplies and see if anything is missing so we can prepare in advance."
Song Xiu was very concerned when he saw Lin Wanjun's red and swollen eyes.
"What's wrong? Did my little bastard bully you?"
Lin Wanjun shook her head.
While counting the supplies, she chatted casually with Song Xiu.
"Grandpa, you live in here, can you hear what's going on outside?"
For example, although she is in space, she can still hear the movements outside.
Song Xiu shook his head.
"You are the master of this space now. Theoretically speaking, I am just a supply within your space, completely isolated from the outside world!"
Lin Wanjun was a little disappointed.
"I also want you to see the new world we live in today. This is the new life that generations of revolutionaries have fought for us with their blood and lives!"
After a pause, Lin Wanjun asked, "Grandpa, if you could leave this dimension and return to the real world, where would you most like to go?"
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