Wang Hong seemed to know that last night's eggs were distributed by Lin Nianhe to the two little girls, so today she moved a small bench and stared at Lin Nianhe to finish a big bowl of soup before she was satisfied.

Lin Nianhe rubbed his stomach and burped: "Aunt Wang, then I'll go and change the dressing for Daxi." ”

Wang Hong responded: "Okay, she was in the house, and she didn't have a fever last night, so she said a few times and dizzy." ”

"It's good that you don't have a fever." Lin Nianhe said and entered Wang Xixi's house.

The Wang family now lives in the house left by Wang Hong's father and mother, with a total of four mud rooms, Wang Xixi and Wang Huanhuan live in one room, and Wang Hong takes Wang Lele to live in one.

When Lin Nianhe entered, Wang Xixi was leaning on the quilt, fiddling with an old rabbit puppet in his hand, and a bowl was placed on the edge of the kang, with a small half bowl of wild fruits in it.

"Lin Zhiqing." Wang Xixi saw Lin Nianhe come in, and subconsciously wanted to sit up straighter.

She only moved twice, and Lin Nianhe stopped her: "Don't move, lean on." ”

Wang Xixi's cheeks were slightly red, and she put aside the little rabbit that Wang Lele stuffed into her, and said to her, "Thank you, I'm much better." ”

The gauze on Wang Xixi's head was obviously untied, bandaged a little confused, and the original bow was also dismantled, and a live buckle was tied at random.

Lin Nianhe put down the satchel and gossiped with her while changing the dressing: "The wound is scabbed, and the recovery is quite fast, don't bump into it again, if the scab is torn open, it doesn't have to bleed." ”

"yes, I know." Wang Xixi has experience today, and honestly stalks his neck and does not move, "I only wiped my face today, and I didn't touch the gauze." ”

"Okay."

Lin Nianhe rubbed some iodine wine near the wound again, now that the day is going to be hot, it is still necessary to prevent infection.

She gently applied medicine to Wang Xixi and re-bandaged, and this time she asked, "Do you want a bow or a button?" ”

Wang Xixi was slightly stunned, and after thinking about it, she still said, "Then, you can help me tie a bow." ”

Her mother couldn't help but laugh when she saw the big bow on her head.

She thought, it doesn't matter what you're laughing at, it's always good to be able to laugh.

Lin Nianhe tied the bow, looked at the other bruises on Wang Xixi's body, and saw that it was not as swollen as yesterday, so he did not continue to apply medicine to her.

"You still have to raise it, don't walk around recently, don't work, if you have fungus at home, you can eat more to replenish the blood."

Wang Xixi nodded lightly, and then pushed the small bowl in his hand to Lin Nianhe: "Lin Zhiqing, you eat some fruits, my second sister went to pick them." ”

Inside the bowl are soybean-sized red fruits, which are wild cherries from the mountains.

Lin Nianhe took one and put it in his mouth, and suddenly-

It was so sour that I almost cried.

She looked at Wang Xixi's eyes with more grievances.

Why do you take revenge?

Wang Xixi saw that her little face was wrinkled, and quickly handed over the teapot, and explained weakly: "I'm sorry, I didn't expect you to like to eat sour ......"

Lin Nianhe shuddered, pushed the teapot away and said, "It's okay, I just didn't expect it to be so sour." ”

She still prefers pure sweet fruits, which she can't bless.

Wang Xixi was relieved to see that she was okay, and was a little embarrassed: "The wild cherries at this time are indeed a little sour, and in half a month, I will pick sweet ones for you." ”

Lin Nianhe glanced at the small red and glamorous group, and nodded: "Okay, when you are well, you go to the Zhiqing Point to find me, and we will go together." ”

"Okay!"

Wang Xixi seems to have finally found something to repay Lin Nianhe, and told her a lot of things on the mountain in bits and pieces, and hooked up with Lin Nianhe to go up the mountain for a walk now.

It is impossible to go up the mountain, and there are really wild boars and wolves on the mountain at this time.

She has a small body that Aunt Wang dislikes, so it's safer not to go to the palace.

You can't go up the mountain, but you can still go to the river.

Wang Xixi told Lin Nianhe that there is a small river not far from the cornfield in the east of the village, which is not deep, and the villagers usually go there to wash their clothes, and if they are lucky, they can catch fish.

Lin Nianhe planned to go for a walk, and he should eat it all.

The small river is indeed not deep, three or four meters wide, you can see the bottom of the river at a glance, and the deepest place is just up to Lin Nianhe's waist.

She crouched by the river and couldn't help but reach out and play with the water.

The fingertips are wrapped in coolness, accompanied by the chirping of birds and the soft sound of the river, and the satisfaction of the quiet years arises spontaneously.

Just when Lin Nianhe squinted his eyes and was about to enjoy it for a while, there was a sudden sound of very light footsteps in his ears.

Walking in the mud, the sound is very soft.

But she still heard the sound of a thin branch breaking.

Lin Nianhe didn't move, still squatting there, as if he hadn't noticed anything.

She breathed slowly, her focus on her back.

Just as a large hand with a different smell reached out to her, she suddenly took a step to the left, then quickly got up, turned around and kicked the strong man who had moved behind her and bent down into the river.

Zhao Zhuangshi fell into the river with a "mom" and splashed in the water.

He originally wanted to push Lin Nianhe, but he was stunned and went down by himself.

Unprepared, he choked on several mouthfuls of water, and his nose was hot and painful.

Struggling to get up from the water, Zhao Zhuangshi turned to look at Lin Nianhe, his eyes surging with anger.

Lin Nianhe stood on the shore with his arms folded and looked at him with interest: "What do you want to do?" ”

Zhao Zhuangshi had already stood up from the river, he didn't know the seriousness of the matter, wiped the water on his face, and looked at Lin Nianhe with a cruel smile: "Lin Zhiqing, Lao Tzu has to go to the cowshed because you were injured, tell me, should you compensate me for something?" ”

Zhao Zhuangshi has been in the cowshed, Uncle Guan is strict, he won't let him get off work if he can't finish his work, and even the lunch is sent to the cowshed by Widow Zhao to eat.

Regarding the outsider of her uncle, Widow Zhao naturally had no way to tell Zhao Zhuangshi what happened today.

Therefore, Zhao Zhuangshi still doesn't know that Su Yuncheng has come to the village, and he doesn't know what his mother promised Lin Nianhe.

He strode towards the shore, rubbing his hands and looking at Lin Nianhe, his eyes full of evil.

Lin Nianhe stared at him, raised his hand and pinched his neck.

Angry dantian, Lin Nianhe decisively called for foreign aid:

"Zhao-Aunt-"

"Your son is provoking me again!"

The village was quiet, surrounded by mountains on three sides, and Lin Nianhe's voice brought a burst of echoes, floating in the sky above the ten-mile brigade.

The river was not far from the cornfield, and the next second Lin Nianhe shouted, Widow Zhao responded in a low voice from the cornfield: "It's here!" ”

Zhao Zhuangshi looked at Lin Nianhe in astonishment, unable to believe what he had heard.

He squinted, opened his arms and threw himself at Lin Nianhe.

It doesn't matter who wants to come, as long as he hugs and kisses, this person is his!

Zhao Zhuangshi's thoughts are simple and beautiful.

But all he got was Lin Nianhe's shoes.