As soon as she left her sisters-in-law, Song Li's face immediately returned to a smile. She didn't take this little episode to heart at all. Her interpersonal relationships were very simple. She would get along with anyone she could, and she would never humble herself to please others.

As for those sisters-in-law who have no sense of boundaries today, Song Li can only say that she should have as little contact with them as possible in the future.

When I got home, it was still early and I didn't know when Commander Lu would respond.

While waiting for the results, Song Li wanted to do something for her female friends.

This visit to her aunt made her realize the pain of not having sanitary napkins.

On the second day of her period, she went to find Huang Lili, from whom she learned that the only sanitary product currently used by lesbians during menstruation is a menstrual belt.

A menstrual belt is just a strip with a long narrow belt. When using it, put some cotton wool, shredded paper or other absorbent materials on the strip, and then use the long belt to tie it around the waist.

After seeing this, Song Li became more determined to make the little wings as soon as possible.

Menstrual pads are not only convenient to use, but also hygienic.

She uses it and is willing to use it.

Therefore, she has to make the little wings before her aunt comes next month.

Just have an idea.

Song Li found a notebook and a pen, drew the shape of small wings on the paper, and wrote notes in the blank space next to it.

In twenty minutes, the drawing of the little wings was ready.

Now all that's left is to find a reliable and capable partner to work with.

Song Li planned to make the little wings by herself. As the saying goes, greed leads to rot. Her focus now was on the rose cake. She would make the rose cake first and then think about other things.

Let's leave the matter of the small wings to other professionals.

She planned to find a paper mill to cooperate with or sell the idea of ​​the little wings directly.

She asked Huang Lili about it and found out that only the county had a paper mill, and the toilet paper used at home was produced by the paper mill in the county.

I knew that the paper mill in the county had mature technology.

Song Li thought about waiting for Fu Yanci to come back from get off work and consult with him.

As soon as half past six arrived, Song Li pricked up her ears and waited for the sound of the courtyard gate being opened.

In the past few days, as soon as Fu Yanci arrived at 6:30, he would push open the gate and come in on time.

Today it’s strange.

It was already past half past six, and there was still no sound from the gate.

During lunch, I didn't hear Fu Yanci say that he would be back late because of something in the evening.

Song Li walked out of the room and waited in the yard.

I waited until 6:50, but Fu Yanci still hadn't come back.

Smoke was already rising from the chimney in the next yard, and the smell of rice made Song Li's stomach growl.

Song Li also waited for Fu Yanci to finish his speech, guessing that he might have something urgent to do and would have to work overtime tonight.

Song Li went into the kitchen, planning to make a bowl of noodles to have a quick meal.

Just as I poured the water into the pot, I heard the courtyard door being pushed open from outside.

He put down the ladle in his hand, ran to the kitchen door and leaned forward to look out.

Seeing Fu Yanci enter the yard, he smiled and asked, "You're back!"

Fu Yanci hummed sullenly, then walked towards Song Li with a quick step, his face tightly wrapped, his eyes looking up and down at Song Li.

Song Li was frightened by his gaze and asked him, "What's wrong with you? What happened?" In the past, Fu Yanci always came home with a smile on his face. When he saw her, there was a smile on his face and in his eyes.

But today he walked in with a sullen face and his eyes looked as if he was full of worries.

This was the first time Song Li had seen Fu Yanci like this, so she couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Fu Yanci's handsome face was tightly knitted, with worry in his eyes. He asked, "Are you okay? Do you feel better?"

Song Li: “…”

"Why do you ask that? Why do I feel so good for no reason?" Song Li was confused by his nonsensical question.

Fu Yanci pursed his lips and said, "Why did you tell me that you have a heart disease?"

Blame him. Blame him for being so concerned that he forgot that his wife had a heart attack because of Qian Rujiao's anger.

He had previously thought that Song Li might be pretending, so he forgot to ask about this.

Ever since Song Li confessed her identity to him, Fu Yanci has believed and doubted everything Song Li said and did.

He now believed that Song Li had a heart disease.

Song Li frowned slightly, "Who told you that I have a heart..." Halfway through her words, she suddenly thought of something.

She asked, "놆놊놆What did someone say to you?"

Fu Yanci nodded and said, "I met a few sisters-in-law on my way home, and they stopped me and talked to me.

They said something unpleasant happened with you in the afternoon and they wanted to apologize to you, but they were afraid of giving you a heart attack.

So they found me and asked me to take them to say sorry to you. "

Fu Yanci said anxiously, "Wife, is there really nothing wrong with your heart? If you want to feel better, let's go see a doctor now." Hearing from others again that his wife had a heart attack when she came to his house last time, he felt a lot more emotional than the last time he heard from others.

There is tension, fear, worry, and regret!

Song Li rubbed her forehead with a headache, who would have thought that Fu Yanci actually took the little trick she used to scare Qian Ru's feet seriously.

Is he very perceptive?

During the time he lived with her, didn't he see that there was nothing wrong with her heart?

After all, she had to be responsible for filling the hole she dug herself.

"I don't feel well."

Fu Yanci was still relieved, "Wife, don't worry, we will treat the disease if we are sick, you must not be afraid of seeing a doctor." The wife's heart is not feeling well at the moment, which means there will be problems in the future.

Last time, Comrade Qian 꺶脚 was so angry that he was admitted to the hospital, and even Doctor Zhang confirmed it.

Heart problems are minor problems.

The best cure.

Fu Yanci now felt that he was too concerned and confused.

"Wife, if you want me to ask mom to find a doctor in the capital who specializes in heart diseases to give you a thorough checkup."

Song Li: “…”

"I don't have heart disease. My heart is healthy."

Fu Yanci explained, "Last time, Comrade Qian Youjiao was so angry that you fainted. Even Doctor Zhang said that you had a heart problem. How come you don't have a heart disease anymore?"

Song Li: "I was just pretending. I was trying to scare Comrade Qian Wojiao."

Fu Yanci glared, "Are you pretending?"

Song Li nodded affirmatively, "Yes, I pretended!"

Fu Yanci: “…”

"But Doctor Zhang has admitted that you have heart disease. He, as a doctor, might have helped you deceive people." He still couldn't believe it.

Song Li sighed, "It's possible that Doctor Zhang will find out that I have heart disease, but I insist that I feel good in my heart. If he really can't find the cause of the disease, he can only follow my words and say that he can bear the anger and the burden in the future."

Fu Yanci: "..." The worry in my heart finally settled down.

He let out a long sigh, "I'm glad you're okay."