Quick Wear: Cannon fodder fly bravely, good fortune will always follow

Chapter 292 The Female Cannon Fodder Who Falsely Claims Favors in the Historical Literature 33

Lu Jianjun, who usually didn't talk much but always replied to her, seemed not to have heard her at this time. He simply ignored her and went to the corner of the yard to chop firewood.

Zhao Xue was completely ignored and felt aggrieved. Who was she doing all this for?

If it weren't for Lu Jianjun, how could she be smelling of feces?

Even though Zhao Xue had been staring at Lu Jianjun pitifully and with tears in her eyes for a long time, Lu Jianjun was still chopping wood meticulously.

Zhao Xue was so angry that she turned around and left without paying any attention to Lu Jianjun.

After a night of cold war, Zhao Xue's anger had mostly subsided the next day.

She originally went to the cowshed to find the medical master hidden inside to treat Lu Jianjun's injuries. Now that the matter of treatment was urgent, she didn't have so much spare time to argue with Lu Jianjun, so she had to lower her head.

Zhao Xue's initiative to lower her head relieved Lu Jianjun's discomfort a little. She continued to lecture him for a few more words, and the two apologized to each other. After talking it out, they reconciled.

When Zhao Xue felt that the stink of shit on her body had almost dissipated, she picked up a small bag of vegetables, and under the pretext of apologizing, she ran to the cowshed to find someone.

As soon as she approached the cowshed, Zhao Xue smelled a bad odor coming from that dilapidated place.

As she got closer, the smell became stronger and stronger. She felt so nauseous that she almost vomited. However, when she thought of her purpose, she endured the discomfort and moved to the entrance of the shed, calling softly inside.

"anyone there?"

Several hoarse coughs were heard in the cowshed. The light was dim and blurry, and Zhao Xue could not see anything clearly.

The people inside seemed to be stunned. The coughing sounds in the room stopped for a moment, and the next second someone walked towards this side.

Zhao Xue looked carefully and found that the person coming was the old man carrying dung yesterday.

Her eyes lit up, and she immediately softened her voice, picked up the small bag of vegetables with both hands and handed it over.

"Hello, I'm here to apologize. Yesterday I accidentally knocked over the dung bucket you picked. I'm sorry, and I brought these vegetables to make amends."

Xie Changqing opened his eyes with a tired look, his voice hoarse from fatigue, and avoided the small bag of vegetables.

"It's okay. The captain has already dealt with the incident yesterday, and your wife has already helped carry the manure. I don't deserve these things, and I can't accept them."

Zhao Xue coughed dryly and tried to find something to say, "Oh? Really? I didn't know about this."

Xie Changqing nodded slightly and said nothing.

Zhao Xue was thinking about how to get the other party to accept her things, and then said, "This is not a rare thing. I think you should need it. Why not just take it!"

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Xie Changqing became a little wary. He looked up and sized up Zhao Xue a few times, then refused with a firm attitude.

"No need, comrade. You didn't do what happened yesterday on purpose. It was just an unintentional mistake. And you have already made up for it. You really can't accept this."

Now they are living in this cowshed like duckweed. One careless move might implicate several other old friends, so they naturally dare not accept things from others casually.

Zhao Xue was a little anxious, and suddenly thought of something, "What should I call the old man? I was in a hurry yesterday, and I don't know if I bumped into you?"

Xie Changqing spoke in a somewhat distant tone, "My last name is Xie. I didn't hit you, so don't worry, lady."

Zhao Xue: “…”

Although she met Xie Topic Terminator, she didn't want to leave at all when she thought about asking for help.

Hearing the hoarse cough beside her ear, Zhao Xue couldn't help but feel moved. She looked around the dim scene in the cowshed vaguely and spoke with some concern.

"Uncle Xie, although the team leader took care of it and my wife helped to carry the manure, it cannot represent me after all. I am still deeply sorry for what happened yesterday."

"I just heard the person inside coughing violently. Do you need any help?"

"No thanks." Xie Changqing refused without hesitation, and at the same time, he veiled the guest, "Comrade, the bullpen is not a good place after all. You'd better stay away from it."

Zhao Xue: “…”

She really couldn't understand these old-fashioned people. She had rushed over to offer her warmth, but this person still refused it? !

"Uncle Xie, what are you talking about? I know you are all good comrades and should not be treated like this, but in today's world--"

Xie Changqing was startled and quickly interrupted the woman, "Comrade, I have something else to do."

This time he clearly ordered us to leave!

Zhao Xue: “…”

In order to avoid a falling out, Zhao Xue had to say sorry for disturbing them with a fake smile and left reluctantly.

Only after seeing her walk away did Xie Changqing return to the cowshed.

Someone asked the other weak old men, "Who is it? What happened?"

Xie Changqing picked up the half-woven backpack and continued working, saying softly, "A female comrade knocked over the dung bucket yesterday."

After a pause, he was a little worried. "That person's words were a little strange. She said that we were all good comrades and didn't deserve the treatment we were receiving. She said that the world was such and such. I didn't dare let her finish her words and sent her away."

"What?" an old man coughed violently.

Xie Changqing came over to help him calm down, still muttering, "Okay, calm down and keep leaning on me."

The old man did as he was told, but still sighed, "Is she saying this now because she thinks we are too old to live? If someone reports us..."

He shut up before he finished speaking.

The others knew clearly that many of them were demoted because they were reported by others, so they were particularly wary of such things.

"Okay, let's just stay away from people from now on."

No one said anything, just staring at the dim cowshed. No one knew what they were thinking. Their eyes were dull and some looked dazed.

Just at this moment, the sound of footsteps was heard.

"Grandpa, I'm back."

A young boy was walking inside with a bundle of firewood in his arms.

Xie Changqing paused, quickly put away the backpack in his hand, and spoke to the fifteen-year-old boy.

"Put it there first, and I'll put it in a basket and send it to someone later."

-

In the new house.

There was a square table under the big tree in the yard, with a few books on the table. Jiang Yueshu and Cheng Shuo were reading one of the books carefully.

There were three lounge chairs placed nearby. Fang Ruoyao, Hao Zhi and Cheng Yueyue were each sitting on one and rocking leisurely, closing their eyes in comfort and enjoying the cool breeze.

"Boom boom boom——"

There was a knock on the courtyard door. Jiang Yueshu and Cheng Shuo looked at each other in surprise.

The Cheng family and the house next door are located at the foot of the mountain, which is relatively remote compared to Xinghua Village, and usually no one passes by there.

Anyway, since Jiang Yueshu moved in, except for the time when Wen Hao came to pay back the money, no one else has ever come.

Although Cheng's mother's health has improved a lot recently, it is not suitable for her to be exposed to the wind at this time. It is definitely not her.

"Who is it?" Jiang Yueshu shouted.

"Here comes the firewood delivery." A young man's voice sounded outside the door.

Jiang Yueshu was surprised. Someone delivering firewood?

She stood up and walked over to open the door, her face full of confusion, wondering who this person was.

"Are you in the wrong place? We don't need any firewood."

Xie Qingyuan shook his head. "No, I'm looking for the person who helped my grandfather yesterday. He almost fell while carrying manure yesterday. My grandfather said that the female comrade lives here."

Jiang Yueshu suddenly realized that it was the old man's grandson.

"No need, I just helped a little, it wasn't a big help, you can take the firewood back and use it!"

The boy looked to be about fourteen or fifteen years old. He was skinny and looked like he was not having a good life.

On second thought, the old man lived in a cowshed, and the boy called him grandpa, so he probably lived in a cowshed too!

Thinking of this, Jiang Yueshu sighed.

The boy stood there stubbornly, not moving, pursing his lips and saying nothing.

The two of them stared at each other, as if in a stalemate.

Finally, Jiang Yueshu compromised, "Okay, then come in!"

Jiang Yueshu moved aside to make way for the young man, closed the door, and led everyone to place the firewood in the corner of the yard.

"Xie Qingyuan?"

The youngest girl on the recliner suddenly spoke up, and was now getting down from the recliner and walking towards this side.

Jiang Yueshu and the young man turned around at the same time and saw that the person who spoke was actually Cheng Yueyue.

"Do you two know each other?" Cheng Shuo followed with some caution.

Xie Qingyuan swallowed his saliva. When he followed the sister in just now, he didn't dare to look anywhere else. He didn't expect that Cheng Yueyue and her brother were here.

Thinking of the rumors about Cheng Shuo in the village and his strong physique, Xie Qingyuan felt both envious and afraid.

"Yes, brother!" Cheng Yueyue's voice was somewhat cheerful.

"Before, I stole..." Cheng Yueyue realized that she had let the cat out of the bag and quickly tried to make up for it.

"I ran out to play and was bullied by other people in the village. It was Xie Qingyuan who helped me and drove those people away with stones!" Cheng Yueyue stuck out her tongue guiltily.

After hearing this, Cheng Shuo couldn't help feeling a little guilty.

After his father passed away a few years ago, the only people left at home were his sick mother, his younger sister, and him, who had to support the entire Cheng family.

During that time, he worked very hard in the fields in order to get full work points every day so that his family could have enough food to eat.

But no matter how hard he worked, the food he was given at the end of the year was barely enough to keep him fed and clothed, not to mention that Cheng's mother was in poor health and needed to see a doctor and take medicine frequently.

In addition, their mother was sick and their sister was young, so they both needed to eat something good to supplement their nutrition.

He buried his head in the fields working hard every day, and he saw no hope at all. Listening to his mother's frequent coughing, looking at her pale and thin face and his sister's yellow and dark cheeks, Cheng Shuo finally made up his mind.

He did not listen to his father's advice before he left, and resolutely picked up the hunting tools at home and took the risk to go hunting in the mountains.

Hunting is indeed a high-risk, high-reward option.

He also saved some money by hunting in the mountains, which was enough to buy nutritional supplements for his mother and sister, and to find someone to take his mother to see a doctor.

Although he suffered many injuries during the process, he was young and had a good ability to recover, so he gradually honed his hunting skills.

He had kept the hunting secret from his mother and sister. They only knew that he would find some work in town, and nothing else.

At that time, Cheng Shuo was very busy. All he thought about every day was making money. He had no time to accompany his mother and sister. Sometimes he would just lock them in the house, and sometimes he would let his sister bolt the door. He didn't know that his sister would actually sneak out to play.

Cheng Yueyue looked at her brother with a timid look in her eyes and hid herself behind Jiang Yueshu.

With Sister Jiang around, my brother shouldn’t be angry, right?

Cheng Shuo was indeed not angry, but looked at the boy seriously, "Thank you for helping my sister."

Xie Qingyuan waved his hand, looking a little reserved, "It's okay."

Seeing that her brother was not angry, Cheng Yueyue jumped up to Xie Qingyuan and asked something.

As she grew older, Cheng Yueyue became much more sensible and rarely went out to play with people in the village. She finally met Xie Qingyuan, a person of the same age who had helped her before, so naturally she couldn't help but come over to ask her all kinds of questions.

Xie Qingyuan's attitude was not enthusiastic, but he still responded to Cheng Yueyue's words in a disjointed manner.

After he put the firewood away, he prepared to leave.

Cheng Shuo spoke at the right time, "Let's stay here and eat together at noon. It's almost time for lunch."

Xie Qingyuan paused before realizing that Cheng Shuo was talking to him, and quickly waved his hand to refuse.

"No, I'll go back and eat!"

Cheng Shuo: "Stay and eat. It's a thank you for helping Yueyue."

Xie Qingyuan still refused, shaking his head like a rattle.

Jiang Yueshu also persuaded him, "Eat it, you helped deliver so much firewood."

Xie Qingyuan was very stubborn and could only say dryly that it was not necessary. He simply ran out and left a "goodbye".

The two looked at each other, feeling somewhat helpless.

"How about sending a meal over tonight!" Jiang Yueshu suggested.

"Okay." Cheng Shuo agreed.

-

"anyone there?"

The people in the cowshed were gnawing on a very hard black steamed bun when they suddenly heard this whispered question.

"Who is it?" Xie Changqing asked.

"Looking for Xie Qingyuan."

The man's voice outside the door was still very low, as if he didn't want anyone to hear it.

Xie Qingyuan looked at his grandfather in surprise and shook his head.

Xie Changqing thought about it and asked his grandson to stay where he was while he slowly walked to the wooden door at the entrance of the cowshed.

The wooden door made a slight sound, and the man handed over a basket covered with a layer of cloth, so it was impossible to see what was inside.

Xie Changqing was secretly alert, and the man opposite him suddenly spoke.

"Grandpa, Xie Qingyuan helped my sister. This is a thank you gift to him."

Just as Xie Changqing was about to refuse, the man opposite him seemed to have guessed his move, and simply put down the basket and strode away.

Even though Xie Changqing was shouting in a low voice from behind, the man did not stop at all.

Afraid that shouting loudly would attract the attention of the villagers, Xie Changqing had no choice but to watch the man walk away.

After locking the wooden door, Xie Changqing walked back carrying the basket.

When Xie Qingyuan saw his grandfather coming, he curiously stepped forward to help take the basket.

As soon as the basket was opened, there were several aluminum lunch boxes lined up in a row.

Everyone looked at each other in shock.