Helplessly, she followed him for a while and arrived at the door of an old house.
Also in the dark alley, there are door gods pasted on the doors, which look eerie.
Now it was obvious that this was not a bookstore or a store, but the aunt didn't seem to be afraid of her running away and didn't care where she was standing.
The old lady put down the cart, knocked on the door, and said a few words that she couldn't understand. Then she heard the sound of the door opening from inside.
Lin Miaoyin clenched her fists nervously, held her breath, calmed herself, stayed away, and was ready to run away at any time.
The person who opened the door was another middle-aged woman, also wearing a headscarf. She poked her head out and looked carefully before waving, "Come in."
The lady with the green headscarf turned around and saw her standing so far away. She patted her thigh and said, "Come here."
"You guys, where are we and what are you doing?" Lin Miaoyin shrank back and didn't move forward.
"Aren't you here to buy cloth?" asked the aunt.
What? Buy cloth? Didn’t she mean buying books? Lin Miaoyin was stunned.
But she also wanted to buy cloth, but she didn't have the cloth coupons, and the cloth was difficult to produce privately, and there was very little of it on the black market, so it was hard to buy.
She walked up and asked, "I said I was buying books, are you selling cloth?"
The lady with the red headscarf rolled her eyes at her. "You look like you came from a remote place. How could I know you really wanted to buy books? Buying books is our secret code. I thought someone introduced you here."
Okay, she understood. She had accidentally stumbled upon the black market in the county town.
"I want to buy some cloth too. Is it expensive? If not, I'll buy some."
"Not expensive, not expensive, come in and choose." The lady with a green headscarf inside the house greeted.
After entering, the aunt closed the door and led her inside, through the patio, to a large room in the backyard where there were sewing machines and rolls of cloth.
"It's right there. Choose for yourself. One piece of cloth can make a whole set of clothes. It's three dollars a piece. They're all pure cotton."
Nowadays, the average teacher earns more than 30 yuan a month, and 3 yuan a piece of cloth is not cheaper than outside, but there is no need for cloth coupons.
Lin Miaoyin went over to take a closer look and sighed that people in this era were very honest. The material was good pure cotton, but it didn't have any nice colors, only black, white, gray, blue and green. Other colors were hard to sell.
But she doesn't know how to make clothes by herself. She can do it with a sewing machine, but if she sews by hand, she might even prick herself.
She looked again, her eyes fell on the sewing machine, and asked, "Do you sell finished clothes?"
“Yes, but you have to place an order in advance and pay a deposit before we can make it.”
“Do you design the styles or do the customers decide?”
"We only design common styles. We can't provide other designs. Do you want to buy cloth or clothes? I suggest you buy clothes. It is only one dollar more expensive than buying cloth, but you can save a lot of time. If you take it home without a sewing machine, it will take you ten days or half a month to sew it by hand, and you also need to know how to cut. It is not as durable as one made by a sewing machine." The aunt picked up a finished piece of clothing and shook it out to show Lin Miaoyin.
"Look at the stitches of this sewing machine. They are so neat and dense. We will also iron them for you."
Although most people still wear black, blue and green these days, new and colorful clothes have become popular in big cities.
The most famous ones are naturally the clothes made of Dacron, which are durable and come in many colors and patterns.
For girls in small places, only those whose families are well-off can ask relatives and friends to buy them a skirt or a red suit jacket to wear when they get married.
But Dacron is a chemical fiber fabric after all, and is not as soft and comfortable as cotton.
"Don't you sell Dacron fabric?" Lin Miaoyin asked.
"We can't make those Dacron styles, and if we make ordinary styles, people won't like them."
Lin Miaoyin thought about it and came up with a plan, "If I provide the design, can you make it?"
"You can design? Are you kidding, sister?" the aunt said in disbelief.
"I'm not kidding. I have a cousin who is a college student and lives in a big city. She sends me some clothes every year. They are all the most popular styles. If we can make them ourselves, they will definitely sell well."
Lin Miaoyin smiled and said, "If you don't believe me, I can draw a pattern for you now and see how it goes."
The two aunts looked at each other, led her to the cutting board, and found a piece of black cloth and drawing powder for her.
Drawing chalk is like chalk, but in round flakes, and is used to mark fabric.
Lin Miaoyin thought about it in her mind and drew a V-neck, puff-sleeved, waist-hugging dress.
This style will never go out of style even in the 21st century.
"You must have seen some women wearing this kind of skirt. It has been popular in big cities for a long time, but it has not spread to our small place. It is very expensive and can only be bought in big shopping malls. It's not that people here don't want to buy it, but they can't buy it. There is no rule that prohibits wearing this skirt. People in big cities wear it like this."
Lin Miaoyin said this as she drew another style of skirt.
In her previous life, she read a lot of fashion magazines and bought clothes frequently, so she could draw styles with ease.
The two aunts were very surprised. They had tried to make new styles before, but it was always difficult to make patterns because they couldn't draw and they couldn't make satisfactory clothes just by imagining.
"Sister, would you like to help us design it? We can buy it with money."
Lin Miaoyin smiled and said, "I won't sell it."
"Not selling?"
"I want to join you. I'll provide the design and get dividends."
The two aunts were in hesitation, their minds a little confused for a moment.
Lin Miaoyin was not in a hurry. She waited for them to think and said slowly, "It doesn't matter if you don't agree. There must be more than one clothing store. I'll try to find someone else."
"No, no, no, don't worry." The aunt smiled with wrinkles on her face, "Let us discuss with others for a few days. These clothes and cloth are not made by the two of us."
Lin Miaoyin knew that there must be a black market system behind them, which might involve all walks of life.
The above stipulates the monthly limit of food, meat, cloth, etc. for each person in the city, but these limits are obviously not enough to support life, especially for those who have relatively good wages but suffer from the lack of tickets. The gap is filled by the black market.
She didn't plan to curry favor with a business this time, but wanted to use it to infiltrate their ranks. After all, it wouldn't be long before the national market opened up, and there would be too many people who wanted to get a piece of the pie from the reform wave, and those in the black market would undoubtedly seize the opportunity.
"Then I'll order two pieces of clothing from you first and come to pick them up in a few days. You can give me your reply then," she said.
"That's right, that's right." So both sides are happy.
Lin Miaoyin picked out a blue and a gray one, recalled Meng Yuanzheng's height and weight in her mind, wrote down the size, and paid a deposit.
The aunt gave her a piece of paper with the address on it.
Before the aunt sent her out, she asked, "I want to buy something else. Do you know where I can find it?"
Because she had paid the deposit, the aunt didn't doubt anything and told her how to get there.
After expressing her gratitude, Lin Miaoyin followed the route to a dilapidated street. This place was also very secluded and everyone covered themselves tightly.
Lin Miaoyin walked around and first exchanged her money for ten kilograms of meat tickets, and then bought a lot of snacks such as dried red dates and melon seeds. As I walked, I saw a person squatting in a corner with a lot of old books in front of him.
Since you want to buy a book, you might as well take a look here to see if there is anything you need.
What was surprising was that these books were all very useful for the college entrance examination, such as the Xinhua Dictionary, geometric figures, etc., which were quite cheap. Then there were some novels, mainly those by Jin Yong and Gu Long. She bought three of them, plus two study books, and it only cost her a few cents.
After leaving the black market, I went to ask where the bookstore was. When I arrived at the bookstore, I found that what I wanted was not there, so I could only buy some pens and notebooks. In the end, I felt that I had gained a lot today and returned to the hospital with satisfaction.
After staying in the hospital for a few days, I will go home tomorrow. It is inconvenient to take a shower and wash clothes here. Lin Miaoyin feels like she is going to rot.
When I entered the ward, I saw a lot of people gathered in the ward, including patients from nearby wards, doctors and nurses. It turned out that they had read today's newspaper and knew that the hero was nearby, so they all ran to see what he looked like.
"He's so handsome. Look, he just glanced at me." said a patient's relative dressed as a schoolgirl.
The girl next to him said, "He looked at me. But he seems to have a wife. His wife is not here today. I saw her yesterday when I first came. She was dressed very rustically and didn't look that good."
Lin Miaoyin, who was standing at the back and unable to go in, thought to herself: he, tui!
What do you mean she is dressed in a shabby way? It’s obvious that you are jealous of my man’s good looks!
"Please make way, thank you." She raised her voice.
The two girls in front turned around and didn't recognize her at first, "What are you pushing?"
"My husband is in the hospital. Do you think I should go in? I haven't even asked you yet. Why are you blocking someone else's door?" Lin Miaoyin snorted.
The two men realized that this woman was the one they had just complained about. Their faces turned pale, they awkwardly stepped aside, and left in shame.
Lin Miaoyin squeezed in. When Mr. Zhu saw her coming back, he said happily, "Miaoyin is back, come and see, you are on the newspaper!"
Lin Miaoyin leaned over and saw that half a page on the second page of the newspaper was devoted to introducing the landslide incident.
He praised Meng Yuanzheng for saving dozens of people by himself, even though he broke his leg while saving people. When the reporter asked him why he went into the mine despite knowing the danger, he said with respect and determination, "Comrade Lei Feng once said that human life is limited, but serving the people is unlimited. I want to devote my limited life to unlimited 'serving the people'."
Finally, a passionate paragraph was used to express that everyone should learn from Comrade Meng Yuanzheng and learn his spirit of "no one else but me".
As for the fact that Lin Miaoyin and Zhu Wanqin were the first to discover the landslide, it was only briefly mentioned in one paragraph, with their names mentioned briefly. This was because it mentioned that Meng Yuanzheng didn't want to take all the credit...
To put it bluntly, they are just foils.
Lin Miaoyin chuckled. How come she didn't know that Meng Yuanzheng had mentioned Lei Feng's Quotations? It seemed that everyone had a deep sense of heroism.
There was also a photo placed in the middle of the text. The photo was taken when the reporter came to interview him. It showed Meng Yuanzheng lying on the hospital bed in a hospital gown with his feet hung up.
She took a look and found that he was really handsome but haggard, which made people feel distressed. No wonder so many people came to climb the window to look at him.
And is she in the photo?
A figure appeared... She was making malted milk for Meng Yuanzheng, with the caption: His wife came to the hospital early the next morning to take care of him without sleep. The two of them had a very good relationship. Meng Yuanzheng was an educated youth who went to the countryside, and his wife was a local. The two of them...
This reporter is really good at writing, she admires him.
"This is a good shot, but it's in black and white, so it's not as good-looking as the real person." Mr. Zhu said as he compared the photo with the real person.
Not bad at all, don’t I deserve to have a good face? She complained inwardly.
"Don't look, don't look. If you have looked, go back. He needs to rest." Lin Miaoyin stood up and said to the people outside the door.
After hearing this, the people outside finally left one after another. She breathed a sigh of relief and came back to pick up the newspaper to read.
Although she did not appear on camera, Meng Yuanzheng did, so she was happy too.
"Uncle, do you know how to order newspapers? I want to order one for Yuanzheng. He has nothing to do at home to kill time."
"Just go to the post office and order it. It will be delivered to your home in a few days."
Old Master Zhu took the newspaper and started to criticize Zhenhua again, "You should learn from your brother Meng. Look, it's all in the newspaper. It's such a great honor for our family."
Zhenhua pouted, "I don't want to break my legs."
"What did you say?"
A rolled-up newspaper hit him on the head, and he quickly changed his tone, "Learn, learn, learn. I will definitely learn from him."
Lin Miaoyin put the newspaper away and put it carefully into her bag. This was a good thing and it would be best to frame it so that her descendants would know that she was also a person who got angry because of newspapers.
Then she put the bags on the bedside and motioned Meng Yuanzheng to look inside the bags. After all, Mr. Zhu was an old Red Army soldier, and she didn't dare let him know that she had gone to the black market.
"How about it, is it okay?" She raised her eyebrows.
"Yeah." Meng Yuanzheng took a quick look inside and showed a look of praise.
She found that this person was becoming more and more "lively". He used to be dull and serious, but now he often smiles.
After lunch she went out again, to the post office to order a newspaper and to buy two cans of malted milk which she had forgotten to buy in the morning.
The next day, after completing the discharge procedures and saying goodbye to Mr. Zhu and his grandson, I took the car sent by the county revolutionary committee back to the team.
After getting off the car at the main intersection, many villagers gathered around. Lin Miaojun and Jin Chengren were already waiting on the roadside, and they brought homemade crutches with them.
"Are Miaoyin and Meng Zhiqing back?"
"Hey, uncle, aunt." Lin Miaoyin responded.
"Our Miaoyin and her husband have become celebrities now, even reported in newspapers!" The enthusiastic aunt clapped and laughed.
"I'm just lucky." Lin Miaoyin said modestly.
"What did the doctor say about Meng Zhiqing's leg? Can it be cured? If it can't be cured, how can he earn work points in the future?" Everyone was looking at Meng Yuanzheng's dangling legs, and the talkative woman spoke up.
Another person added, "Such a handsome boy, what will he do if he has a lame leg?"
Lin Miaoyin was a little unhappy. These people might have cared about Meng Yuanzheng, but they were also teasing him. The speaker might not have meant it, but the listener might have taken it to heart. She didn't want Meng Yuanzheng to suffer this kind of hurt.
"The doctor said Yuanzheng needs to rest more, so we'll go back first. Uncles and aunts, we'll talk again when we have time."
After that, everyone dispersed. Lin Miaojun stepped forward and held Meng Yuanzheng's arm and walked in front, while Lin Miaoyin and Jin Chengren walked behind with their luggage.
She deliberately walked slowly, and only spoke after she was some distance behind the two people in front of her, "Comrade Jin."
"Hey, sister-in-law, just call me Chengren." Jin Chengren said cheerfully.
"Chengren, how is Zhu Zhiqing living in your house?"
According to the original plot, it was Jin Chengren who broke his leg. This incident brought the relationship between Jin Chengren and Zhu Wanqin to a new level. Now that Meng Yuanzheng has taken on the role of the male lead, her relationship with Meng Yuanzheng has improved.
Upon hearing this, Jin Chengren frowned slightly and seemed to be hesitant to speak.
"What's wrong?"
"Maybe she just arrived and is a little unaccustomed to it..."
"Is she not used to the food or the living environment? You should take better care of her. After all, it's inevitable for a city girl who has just moved to the countryside to feel uncomfortable." Lin Miaoyin took the opportunity to urge Jin Chengren to take the initiative.
Jin Chengren, however, had a lot of grievances but couldn't say them out loud. What he couldn't say was that his family was living on thin ice every day because of Zhu Wanqin's arrival.
Because his grandfather was a landlord and his family background was not good, the team assigned them jobs that others were unwilling to do. The villagers were already happy that they could just get enough food and clothing.
But Zhu Wanqin is not from the same world as them.
She came from a big city, her parents were respectable people, and she might be able to go to college after staying in the countryside for a short time. But with his status, he would never be able to enter a university in his entire life.
When she first came to his house, his family treated her with great care, fearing that if something did not please her, she would go to the team to complain, and his family would be in trouble.
But she was always cold to them. When her sister wanted to help her wash clothes, she said, "Don't touch my things with your dirty hands." She often found fault with the food during meals, saying it was not clean and tasted bad. She couldn't eat it, so she gave her these things to eat. Are they food for human beings? Did they withhold the food coupons she gave them?
This is what everyone in the family has been eating. You can't let the whole family eat fine grains just because she gave them food coupons. You can't cook exclusively for her either. If you let her cook for herself, she will say that you are excluding her.
It's really a headache. The other party is a delicate young girl who can't be beaten or scolded. She has the secretary's support behind her. The people in her family really feel like they are serving an ancestor.
The strange thing is that she acts so gentle and kind to others outside, which is really hard to understand.
But he was thinking one thing in his heart, and he couldn't say anything bad about the girl, so Jin Chengren could only say, "I know, sister-in-law."
What they didn't know was that there was someone behind them watching them leave from a distance.
Zhu Wanqin waited for them to walk away, then leaned against a tree, scratching the bark with her nails unconsciously. A smile that seemed both sarcastic and smug appeared on her face, "Lin Miaoyin, Jin Chengren..."
…
When they got home, he helped her to lie on the bed, with the luggage piled on the table. Lin Miaojun sighed, "I haven't seen you for a few days. Your house has been much cleaner."
"From what you said, it seems like I used to be very untidy." Lin Miaoyin rolled her eyes at him.
"That's right. You didn't wash for seven days before... Well, we should go back now. It's almost time for dinner. Mom said you shouldn't cook at noon. I'll bring the meal over when it's ready."
Lin Miaoyin quickly brought him the Lin family's thermos bucket and kettle of boiled water, as well as a bag of red dates and a bucket of malted milk.
"Brother, take these back and use them to nourish my sister-in-law."
Seeing that Jin Chengren had already walked into the yard, she secretly stuffed ten kilograms of food coupons and two kilograms of meat coupons into Lin Miaojun's hands. Facing Lin Miaojun's shocked eyes, she quickly pinched him and swallowed back the words he almost blurted out.
She leaned closer and whispered, "The food coupons were awarded by the county revolutionary committee, and the meat coupons were exchanged on the black market. Don't tell anyone else, just tell my parents that they are all rewards. My sister-in-law is pregnant now and needs to eat something good."
Lin Miaojun's eyes widened and he whispered, "How did you find the black market? If my parents find out, they'll break your legs."
She slapped him, angrily saying, "So don't tell anyone. I'll try to get more in the future. If my parents don't agree, you can ask your sister-in-law to come to my house for dinner. You can't let my nephew suffer."
"This is a matter of speculation, you have to be careful." Lin Miaojun said worriedly.
"I know, I know. Don't worry. Just don't let anything slip. That's it. Let's go back."
She hurried the two of them away, and returned to the room, where she saw Meng Yuanzheng leaning against the head of the bed, staring at the wall with an expression of "studying things to gain knowledge", his face expressionless, which looked quite frightening.
"What's wrong?" She was now closer to him, so she didn't hesitate to do some small actions and reached out to pinch his face.
With the end of the random landslide incident, there was an inexplicable relationship between the two people. Neither of them broke the window paper, but they were closer than ordinary friends.
She thought it would be nice if it stayed like this forever.
Meng Yuanzheng frowned slightly and turned his face away to prevent her from pinching him.
He was unhappy, but he didn't say it.
Just now he and Lin Miaojun were walking in front, and not only did Lin Miaoyin not come to support him, she was also whispering with Jin Chengren behind them. Just now she and Lin Miaojun were whispering together, and she also patted Lin Miaojun affectionately.
"Forget it. I'm going to get some water and wipe the tables and cabinets. They're covered in dust since I haven't been back for a few days." She said and went out.
Meng Yuanzheng's face darkened and he sat on the bed without saying a word.
Lin Miaoyin thought that the child might be in a bad mood due to his leg injury, so she planned to move him to the yard to bask in the sun so that she could wipe the dust more easily.
She put the basin on the table and said, "Shall I help you to the yard to get some sun?"
"No." He said coldly.
No matter how careless she was, she could see that this person was unhappy, but why was he unhappy?
Discharge syndrome?
"Just tell me what makes you unhappy, okay? I'll help you solve it." She coaxed patiently.
The reason I am unhappy is because of you, woman!
He thought so, but he didn't say it. He wanted Lin Miaoyin to reflect on herself. He still looked cool and said, "I'm a little tired after the car ride."
"Okay, then take a nap after dinner. I have to go out this afternoon."
When he heard that she was going out, he looked up and asked, "What are you going to do?"
That look, as if she was going to abandon him. Lin Miaoyin laughed to herself, "Go to my parents' house to catch chicks. My brother said he has helped to weave the chicken coop."
"Yeah." After getting the response, he returned to his original state.
"I'll catch it and feed it for you. Raise it well to eat during the New Year." She said with a smile and started to wipe the tables and cabinets.
Meng Yuanzheng was lying on the bed, staring at a place with deep eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.
After lunch, she washed the dishes and took them to Lin's house. Everyone else went to the fields, and only Cui Fen was at home. She had not been going to work because she had been feeling unwell recently, and was sitting under the eaves sewing shoe soles.
Actually, the cloth shoes that Lin Miaoyin and Meng Yuanzheng wore were their dowries when they got married. Most of them were made by Cui Fen and Lin's mother. The original owner only made two pairs for them as a token of her appreciation and refused to make any more. Fortunately, Cui Fen was kind-hearted and did not argue with her sister-in-law.
"Sister-in-law, are you doing needlework?"
"Hey, Miaoyin is here, come and sit down." Cui Fen called out and went to pour her some water.
"Don't bother, we're family." Lin Miaoyin held her hand, "I'm here to catch the chicks."
"Your brother has installed it at noon. I'll bring it up to you to see." Cui Fen quickly brought over the chicken coop, in which were two pale yellow chicks, the size of a palm. They had been raised for a while and were not likely to die prematurely.
"So cute." Lin Miaoyin held up the chicken cage and pressed the chicks' heads with her fingers.
"Both are female." Cui Fen said with a smile, "By the way, you know, we are planning to build a power station here to generate electricity."
Lin Miaoyin paused. This matter was mentioned in the original work. A power plant was built and several nearby teams were given electricity.
"Hydroelectric?"
"I don't understand these things either. It's just that the coal mine in the back mountain collapsed, so the higher authorities sent experts to take a look. The experts said that the coal mine can no longer be mined. But here we have high mountains and deep valleys, and with that river, we can build a power plant."
"This is a good thing. Then we can use electric lights." Lin Miaoyin said happily.
"We don't know if it will succeed yet. Everyone in the team is a little afraid that something might happen again." Cui Fen said.
Everyone was frightened by the mountain collapse, and some even thought that the mountain god was angry.
But Lin Miaoyin knew that building hydroelectric power was relatively safe. It mainly involved building a reservoir upstream and installing a generator downstream. At this point, she remembered that since they were building a power plant, they could also build a rice mill at the same time.
The machines in the rice mill are also driven by water power. If it is built, people in nearby teams will no longer have to carry millet back and forth for several hours on the mountain road to the commune to grind rice.
Besides, there was only one rice mill in the commune, and one had to wait in line for a long time.
She told Cui Fen about this idea. Cui Fen stopped sewing the soles of the shoes and said in surprise, "Oh Miaoyin, you are really smart. I will tell Dad about it tonight."
"Yuanzheng told me all this. How would I understand it?" She laughed.
Cui Fen nodded, "People with intellectual talents are different."
…
After carrying the chicken coop home, she built a simple chicken coop, made a chicken trough with bamboo tubes, put vegetables in it, and poured water into another bamboo tube.
The chicks have to stay in the coop for a while before they can come out and move around freely, to avoid being eaten by cats, weasels or the like.
If it were in the past, Meng Yuanzheng would definitely rush to do these jobs, but now she wants to prove herself, so she can do any job.
After settling the chicks, she went to wash some dirty clothes that the two had taken off in the hospital.
Meng Yuanzheng sat next to her and flipped through the book she bought for him. While washing clothes, she thought, the three compulsory subjects in the college entrance examination are politics, Chinese, and mathematics, and there is no foreign language. Apart from these, the liberal arts subjects are history and geography, and the science subjects are physics and chemistry.
Since Meng Yuanzheng comes from a high-ranking official family, she should have no problem with politics and Chinese. She knows nothing about mathematics, but is good at history and geography. In her previous life, she was held back in the college entrance examination because of mathematics and English, otherwise she would not have gone to a technical college.
If Meng Yuanzheng chose liberal arts, she could give him some tutoring.
"Brother Yuanzheng." she called.
Meng Yuanzheng was already able to respond calmly to her ever-changing names, "Hmm?"
"Are you going to choose liberal arts or science in the college entrance examination?"
Meng Yuanzheng pondered, "Which one do you think I should choose?"
"Liberal arts. Well, actually, I'll tell you something. I had a relative who was a teacher ten years ago. I was about ten years old at that time. He often taught me history and geography. I also liked to flip through the books in his study. He taught me how to read."
After she finished her nonsense, she saw Meng Yuanzheng remained silent, and continued, "Don't look at me as a person who is not doing well now. I was very smart when I was young, and I had a good memory. I remember everything I have seen. If you don't believe me, you can test me on history or geography."
As he spoke, he scrubbed the clothes skillfully.
Meng Yuanzheng became interested after listening to this. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Then I'll ask you. If you can't answer me, don't say I'm bullying you."
"Ask! Ask whatever you want! If you can't answer, I'll call you dad. But what you ask must be official history, not legends," she said confidently.
She studied history in college and knew all the historical events, big and small, by heart.
Meng Yuanzheng raised his lips and said, "I've read some books before and the term Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms appeared. I only know that history was very chaotic at that time, but I can't figure out their order. Can you explain it to me?"
Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms?
Lin Miaoyin thought that this guy was quite powerful. Many people didn’t know what dynasty this was from, and had never even heard of it.
"Listen carefully." She cleared her throat. "The order of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms should be Liang and Jin, Later Tang, Ten Kingdoms, Later Jin and Later Han, Later Zhou, and then Zhao Kuangyin unified the Northern Song Dynasty."
"Oh~" Meng Yuanzheng seemed to be thinking, "Why is it called Later Tang?"
"Because there was already a Tang Dynasty before it."
"Why did the previous dynasties last for so long, but these dynasties disappeared so quickly?"
"Because this era is very chaotic, with heroes fighting for supremacy, just like the Warring States Period."
"Why did it take until the Northern Song Dynasty to unify the country? Why could the Northern Song Dynasty unify the country but other emperors could not?"
"because……"
After answering several questions in a row, Lin Miaoyin felt that she was almost exhausted, while Meng Yuanzheng still looked eager to learn.
After patiently explaining a few more questions to him, Meng Yuanzheng asked again, "I forgot the order you just mentioned. Can you tell me again?"
Lin Miaoyin...
She is angry.
"Dad, please let me go!" After saying that, she quickly wrung out the clothes, hung them up and ran away.
If he stayed any longer, she might not be able to bear it and would want to kick him.
Meng Yuanzheng looked at her busy figure with a smile in his eyes. He lowered his head, gently stroked the words on the book with his hand, and sighed inaudibly.
After dinner, it’s time to take a serious bath.
In the hospital, they just wiped their bodies casually without taking a proper shower. Lin Miaoyin still looked like she didn't want to pay attention to him. She also had a cold face and didn't talk to him during the meal. After boiling water, she went into the house and said, "It's time to take a shower. I'll bring the water to you."
She didn't go to help him, but just stood a few steps away.
Meng Yuanzheng stood up on his own with the help of a cane, took two steps forward, and looked at her seriously. Lin Miaoyin glanced at him guiltily, "What are you looking at?"
Suddenly he reached out and hooked his fingers with hers, shook them, lowered his head and got closer to her, and said in a magnetic voice, "Don't be angry, okay?"
The hot breath he exhaled sprayed on her face.
Lin Miaoyin was stunned, petrified, and pulled her hand back in a flash. She felt goose bumps all over her body, took two steps back and shouted, "You are crazy!"
Meng Yuanzheng...
"Go take a shower! I see you've been doing nothing all day and have been doing stupid things. Clear your brain." She pretended to be angry.
"Oh." Meng Yuanzheng went there with a wronged look on his face, leaning on his crutches and walking slowly.
Lin Miaoyin bit her lip and rubbed her fingers that he had hooked, but she still felt something was wrong with her whole body, as if she had been electrocuted. She thought angrily and annoyedly: This bastard has changed recently, she has to be careful. She can't accept the idea of becoming a couple with him for the time being, so she'd better stay away from him to avoid attracting trouble.
Just as she was thinking about it, she suddenly heard a clanging sound of an enamel basin falling to the ground from behind the house. Lin Miaoyin's heart skipped a beat. Oh no, maybe this person fell down!
She immediately ran out and went to the back of the house. The lights were dim and the curtains were drawn so she couldn't see what was going on inside. There was no movement. Could he have fainted?
Without thinking about anything else, he pushed aside the curtain and rushed in.
With a whoosh, the door curtain was suddenly opened, revealing the situation inside.
Meng Yuanzheng was seen leaning against the wall, bending over with difficulty to take off his pants, and the empty basin fell to the ground. In order to reduce the workload, he took off his underwear and trousers together, and his pants were stuck in the bend of his legs.
When he saw her come in, he hurriedly covered his important parts, but she still saw it.
Lin Miaoyin froze, quickly covered her eyes and said, "I heard the sound and thought you fell, I didn't mean to!"
"I just accidentally knocked over the basin." He tried to stay calm and steady, "You go out first."
"Oh, go on, go on." She turned around and walked out while holding back her laughter.
Meng Yuanzheng was silent for a while, took a deep breath, and began to fight with his pants again. As a result, the door curtain was lifted up again, and he quickly repeated the action of covering his x.
Meng Yuanzheng:? ? ?
As a result, only a hand stretched out from outside the door curtain, holding a bench.
"It's not easy to take off your pants while standing. Take them off while sitting." Lin Miaoyin said outside.
"Thank you." He took the stool and put it on the ground. Noticing that the people outside had not left yet, he couldn't help but ask, "Anything else?"
"I'm afraid you'll really fall, so you'd better stay outside." Lin Miaoyin looked up at the sky and said tentatively, "Besides, it won't be easy to take it off while you're sitting, how about I help you..."
"Okay!" Before she finished her words, the person inside spoke decisively.
"What did you say?" She almost slipped and fell into the ditch.
"Aren't you going to help me take off my pants?"
The author has something to say: I went to make the rice cooker cake on Douyin this afternoon. I beat the egg whites until my hands were broken (crying with my hands covering my mouth). In the end, I only made 9,000. Dads, please forgive me.
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