Are you sick?

"If she's sick, go to the health center right away. I'll take her there now!"

"But this child just locked himself in the room and refused to open the door no matter how much we persuade him." Mr. Shen's words were filled with helplessness, his eyes fixed on the tightly closed door.

Lu Qingyang knocked on the door: "Shen Mo, come out for dinner. I'll bring you some delicious food."

There was no reaction from inside. The room was silent and there was no response at all. This was totally out of character for her.

Normally, as soon as she heard the temptation of delicious food, she would rush out of the room and have a feast.

Lu Qingyang tried calling her a few more times, but she still didn't respond.

He suddenly felt nervous, wondering if he had fainted.

Grandpa Shen was also extremely anxious, his old voice trembling as he called his granddaughter's name over and over again: "Xiaomo, Xiaomo, grandma will no longer stop you from looking for Lu Qingyang. Look, he has come to find you in person. Come out and have dinner with grandma!"

Seeing that she didn't respond, Lu Qingyang kicked the door open.

Mr. Shen seemed to understand what happened, but he was more worried about his son's granddaughter.

Shen Mo was lying alone on the kang, wrapped in a quilt, when she suddenly burst into tears.

Lu Qingyang breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that at least she didn't faint.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Can I take you to see a doctor?"

Shen Mo poked out her tearful little face and shook her head desperately: "Lu Qingyang, I'm dying. I'm sick. I'm very sick."

"There is always a cure for illness."

"It can't be cured. It's bleeding a lot. I can't stop it. Am I going to die? Wuwuwuwu..."

It was the first time that Lu Qingyang saw such a panicked expression on her face.

He gently advised: "Where is the bleeding? You need to treat the wound well or you will die."

Shen Mo cried with tears in her eyes, whispering in despair: "It's no use, I'm afraid this time it's really... hopeless."

Looking at the bloodstains on the bed, Lu Qingyang suddenly realized something?

He picked up the bear meat and placed it next to Shen Mo in the room, then pulled Master Shen out of the room and asked in a low voice, "Master Shen, is Shen Mo..."

Master Shen stammered, "Alas, I don't really know what's going on. After all, this is a matter of the daughter's family. It's hard to interrogate an old man like you too much."

This must be the reason. No wonder she was so sad before and kept saying that she couldn't live.

After Lu Qingyang thought it through, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he was a man, so it was really inconvenient for him to talk about such things.

"Go find a female educated youth to teach her."

Having made up his mind, Lu Qingyang walked towards the Youth Courtyard.

Coincidentally, he ran into Gu Ni head-on. He simply intercepted her and invited her to go with him.

"Gu Ni, I have a favor to ask of you."

…

After Gu Ni came out of the room, she couldn't help but chuckled and nodded, "Explain it to her clearly, she should understand. Shen Mo has grown up, so you should pay more attention to her in the future."

As expected, Lu Qingyang couldn't help but laugh when he thought of Shen Mo saying that she was about to die.

It is true that girls these days start to have their periods later, but I didn’t expect Shen Mo to have her period just now.

"Master Shen, you heard it too. She's fine. It's just that the girl has grown up."

Master Shen could only shake his head and smile bitterly, his face full of helplessness: "This old bone is getting more and more useless. It turns out that I can't help at all."

For the first time, he felt that he was careless. The child had grown up, and he was old...

Even after all these twists and turns, he was finally able to resolve the problem thanks to the help of 깊, the educated youth whom he had always looked down upon.

Shen Mo devoured six bowls of rice and the plate of bear meat in no time at all, and then fell into a dream with a sense of contentment.

Lu Qingyang handed over a bag of brown sugar and whispered, "Shen Mo still feels uncomfortable, so make some brown sugar water to warm her up."

"I know." Master Shen nodded repeatedly.

But he never liked taking other people's things for free.

Mr. Shen groped around to find the pecan nuts he had saved before.

After searching for a long time, he found an empty bucket and asked, "Where are the walnuts inside?"

Lu Qingyang remembered the walnuts that Shen Mo had brought before. It turned out that she had taken these walnuts secretly.

Last time, Shen Mo gave him half.

"Master Shen, if you don't, just raise your hand and you're done."

Mr. Shen's face was stiff. Although his attitude softened a little, he still couldn't change his view of the educated youth.

"No, you help me, I can't owe you anything."

"Shen Mo often comes to help, so this is nothing. If you really want to thank me, you can just give me a puppy when the time comes."

Now that he has joined the hunting team, he needs to find a decent hunting dog.

Xiao Huihui has not grown up yet, and Dahuang is a good hunting dog, but he is the watchdog of the Shen family.

He can also set his sights on his children.

"If you like, just pick a good one."

Dahuang is a genuine white-faced yellow dog, and is the smartest of the country dogs.

Lu Qingyang looked at the farm dogs running around freely.

Pick up the fattest one. They have just been weaned and can eat meat.

The older generation often says that when choosing a dog, you should first look at its mouth, then its waist and then its legs.

The eyes should not be too big and triangular, and the eyelids should be thick, so that when you crawl into the bushes, you will not get pricked in the eyes.

The muzzle must fit well, the teeth must be long so that it can bite the prey tightly, and the beard must be lush.

The waist should be strong, the legs should be sturdy, and the toes should be short, so that you can run fast.

He thought this little yellow dog was a good match, and since Mr. Shen insisted on giving him something, he would take the dog away.

"Don't worry, follow me, I won't let you suffer any loss."

When Xiao Huihui grows stronger, he plans to bring him back to raise. One wolf and one dog, so they can be companions.

"Take it! Even if you don't take it away, you will give it to your neighbors sooner or later."

Lu Qingyang went back with the little yellow dog in his arms.

This reminded him of his hometown in the countryside, where his parents also raised a yellow dog like this.

What a pity! The dog thieves would go out when the Chinese New Year is approaching. His yellow dog was poisoned to death after eating the meat that had been drugged.

As a young boy, he was sad for a long time and still remembered the dead yellow dog.

Let’s also name this little one 뇽饅頭!

Lu Qingyang got some bear meat and mixed it into the porridge, and that was how he ate it.

The little guy worked hard and ate the whole bowl cleanly.

Lu Qingyang couldn't help but chuckle: "How come you can eat just as much as your original self?"

…

Shen Mo burrowed into the quilt. She never knew that she would bleed when she grew up.

Thinking about what she said to Lu Qingyang during the day, she, who was usually calm, began to feel embarrassed.