Cheng Yujiao didn't expect her to refute. Just as she was about to continue speaking, she was stopped by Gu Xiangnan, "Alright, hurry up and eat. Jiang Zhiqing is sick. What's wrong with you if Lu Zhiqing makes something delicious for him?"
Lu Xia laughed and said, "Yes, that little bit of rice was brought from home when I came here. It was just a little bit, and I couldn't bear to eat it. I was planning to save it for the New Year.
Now that Jiang Zhiqing is ill, I made it for him, hoping that he will get better soon after eating it.
Hey, he's not in good health to begin with, I'm really worried. We just got married, if he has an accident, I don't know what to do. "
After she said this, everyone else started to comfort her.
In fact, the educated youth didn’t think much about it except for envy.
Everyone understands this, and so do other people, who all have their own food reserves and are reluctant to take them out, or occasionally cook a little, but they do it secretly. .br>
No one will say it out loud.
Seeing that everyone was on Lu Xia's side, Cheng Yujiao looked unhappy. However, when she thought that she was already married to a sickly man, she felt a little gloating and didn't bother to argue with her.
After dinner, Lu Xia went to see Jiang Junmo again and found that he had already fallen asleep. He didn't stay here anymore, after all, the others also had to come back to sleep.
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In the evening, Lu Xia asked Li Yi to take care of him and returned to his room.
Because she was a little tired today, she simply said a few words to others who were concerned about Jiang Junmo's condition, and then lay down to rest.
However, after lying down, she thought of the cause of Jiang Junmo's death in the original novel.
It seemed that he fell into the water for unknown reasons, which caused his health to become worse and he died of a minor cold.
I don’t know if his falling into the water in the book was related to Shi Chunyan, but Lu Xia thinks it is very likely.
So in the book, she was the culprit who indirectly caused Jiang Junmo's death.
In this way, Shi Chunyan can't get away with it so easily.
So she had to think of a way to make her pay the price.
The next day, after Lu Xia got up, he went to see Jiang Junmo first. He had felt much better today and no longer had a dizzy head, but his body was weaker. He was probably frozen by the cold water and needed to be well rested. Fortunately, he no longer had a fever.
Lu Xia let him continue lying on the kang and cooked more porridge for him. After he finished eating, she took the food and went to Li Hongjun's house.
It was Li Hongjun who rescued him yesterday, and because of this he even delayed his blind date. It is only right that he should come and thank him.
This time, Lu Xia took half a pound of brown sugar and a bag of pastries that he bought last time.
When she arrived at Li Hongjun's house, she found that there were quite a few people there.
Lu Xia felt that she came at the wrong time, but since she was already here, she had no choice but to go in.
Li Hongjun's mother is a cheerful-looking aunt, and everyone calls her Aunt Cuiyun.
When Aunt Cuiyun saw Lu Xia coming over, she raised her eyebrows in surprise, and then said enthusiastically: "Oh, Lu Zhiqing is here, what a rare guest, come in quickly!"
Lu Xia was a little overwhelmed by her enthusiasm and quickly said, "Aunt, I came here to thank Comrade Li Hongjun for saving Jiang Zhiqing. I heard that Comrade Li almost missed his blind date in order to save people. I felt embarrassed, so I brought some things with me. I hope you can accept them."
Aunt Cuiyun smiled even more when she saw her carrying something. "Oh, you are so polite. Anyone could have saved her. My eldest son just happened to catch up with her yesterday. Don't worry, the blind date was not delayed. I heard that you, Lu Zhiqing, and Jiang Zhiqing have already obtained the marriage certificate? Oh, you two are both handsome, a perfect match!"
Having said that, regardless of Lu Xia's thoughts, he pulled her into the house.
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