Chapter 67: Finding Balance in the Heart
In the cold weather, there was light again on the fire, and everyone gathered around with a simple smile on their faces.
"He Zhiqing, I can't see that you are small and big, but you have a lot of experience in living in the mountains."
He Siwei smiled, "When I was a child, I used to go up to the mountains with my dad to pick herbs, so I learned some. Don't bake the fire first, see where there are frozen places on your body, rub them with snow first, and those places must not be directly baked on the fire. ”
"Yes, don't be happy first, there are still many things to do next, Wang Guodong will take a few people to build a shack, and a few more people will dig oil drums with me and build a few more stoves."
According to the above requirements, these oil drums are to be taken back and then loaded with oil, Li Xuegong used to only think about completing the tasks assigned by the above, but ignored the lives of the workers.
The experience of this night also made Li Xuegong realize that as a field manager, he took the employees out to build a new site, and his mistakes in work.
While taking everyone to work intensively, Li Xuegong reflected in his heart.
At this time, someone in the crowd was suddenly heard exclaiming, saying that someone had fainted.
Li Xuegong's expression was solemn and he strode over.
I saw Zhao Yongmei and Hu Juan supporting a woman, and the cotton coat worn by the woman was Li Xuegong's.
"Field director, it's the female intellectuals who followed Director Xu and them up the mountain to visit He Siwei this time."
Li Xuegong frowned, turned around to look for the crowd, and then saw a figure squeeze in.
"Field Chief, I'm here." He Siwei took the initiative to step forward, "This is my fellow countryman, leave it to me." ”
Li Xuegong nodded, said that you take care of people, and instructed Zhao Yongmei and Hu Juan, "You two help to help people to the stove." ”
The stove he was talking about was the one that was lit in a big oil drum.
He Siwei also stepped forward to help, and the three of them dragged and dragged the person to the big oil drum.
"What's next?" Hu Juan has a gentle temperament, and it is rare to see a worried look on her face at this time.
Under the light of the fire, both sides of her face were red from the palm of the face, and they were already swollen.
Zhao Yongmei lifted the collar of Teng Fengqin's coat that blocked her face and gasped.
I saw that half of the face of the woman who had passed out was dark.
"This...."She looked up at He Siwei, not knowing how to say.
A woman's face is as precious as her life, and it is frozen.
He Siwei frowned, took off his gloves, grabbed a handful of snow on the ground and rubbed it on Teng Fengqin's face, repeating this, about ten minutes later, Teng Fengqin's blackened face slowly receded and turned red, and then looked closer, it was a palm-sized blister.
He Siwei stopped, ripped off Teng Fengqin's hat again, and found that one side of the sheepskin fur was glued to Teng Fengqin's ears, she could only rub the sheepskin hat vigorously, and when the hat and ears were separated, she grabbed snow and rubbed Teng Fengqin's ears, during which she also asked Zhao Yongmei and Hu Juan to help rub her hands and feet.
After rubbing it all and baking the fire again, Teng Fengqin sighed and slowly opened his eyes.
What caught his eye was He Siwei's indifferent face.
The despair of being abandoned, the fear before dying, flooded into her mind in an instant, and all this was caused by He Siwei.
"Don't hurt me, don't hurt me." Teng Fengqin pushed He Siwei away like crazy.
All this happened too fast, and when He Siwei saw Teng Fengqin staring at her, he knew that something was wrong, but his reaction was still half a beat slower.
She was squatting beside Teng Fengqin, Teng Fengzhen's hands were strong, He Siwei squatted for a long time, her legs were already numb, and if she was forced, the whole person fell backwards.
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It was nothing to be pushed down, but behind her was a big oil drum stove.
Zhao Yongmei and Hu Juan, who were in front of them, didn't expect this, and couldn't help but scream when they saw He Siwei pouring towards the big oil barrel.
"He Siwei."
"Little He Zhiqing."
When He Siwei's body fell back, his mind was blank, but he instinctively turned the gravity of his body to one side, so that the gravity of his body was not placed behind him but on his side, and his two hands also stretched out and grabbed Teng Fengqin's pants.
As her body fell down, the strength in her hand also slid Teng Fengqin towards the big oil barrel.
Teng Fengqin screamed in fright, kicking her legs wildly.
One of them was kicked on He Siwei's hand, and He Siwei only felt a piercing bone, as if a needle had pierced the bone, and the painful hand instinctively let go.
This time, there was nothing to pull on, and He Siwei's body fell uncontrollably.
Everything happens in the blink of an eye.
The burning sensation of hitting the oil drum in my imagination did not come, but a somewhat hard embrace.
"Are you alright?"
Announcer.
He Siwei opened his eyes and found that he was being held in the arms of a man, she was about to struggle, but the other party helped her sit down after seeing that she was fine, let go of his hand and retreated three steps away.
"Xiao He Zhiqing, are you okay?" Zhao Yongmei and Hu Juan also rushed up.
He Siwei shook her head, the pain on the back of her hand when she was helped up by the two made her gasp, and she saw a piece of skin on the back of her hand by the firelight, He Siwei's eyes shot at Teng Fengqin like a torch, biting her heart.
"Oops, a piece of skin has fallen off your hand, who has a hand, don't suffer the wind." Zhao Yongmei asked Hu Juan.
Hu Juan shook her head, "I didn't either." ”
"I have." The man who had just rescued He Siwei took out a gray-and-white handkerchief from his pocket and handed it over.
Before He Siwei could say anything about refusal, Zhao Yongmei had already taken the handkerchief and wrapped it directly for He Siwei.
He Siwei thanked the other party, "Thank you just now, when you return to the camp, I will return a new piece of handkerchief to you." ”
Wang Jianguo is tall, with a handsome face and deep eyes, and when he stares at you, it seems that you are his whole world.
Such eyes, the old man always likes to describe them with peach blossom eyes.
He said a word of politeness, glanced at He Siwei, bent down and picked up the wood on the ground, turned around and left.
The smoke was blowing so loudly that everyone was busy setting up their tents, and no one noticed this.
Teng Fengqin gritted her teeth secretly, no matter what, the balance in her heart was returned, she got up and walked to He Simian.
Innocent and blamed himself, "Siwei, I'm sorry, I thought I was dead, so I accidentally fell on you after waking up just now, don't blame me." ”
He Siwei saw through Teng Fengqin's calculations, and also knew that Teng Fengqin was useless if he bit her to death on purpose, this woman was used to playing this trick in her previous life.
In front of her, Teng Fengqin really blamed her, she threw her alone in the wind and snow, she didn't freeze to death and didn't fall well, when she threw Teng Fengqin alone in place, He Siwei thought about this.
So in the face of Teng Fengqin's anger and calculation, He Siwei was indifferent, "Sister Fengqin, I understand, of course I won't blame you." After all, disfigurement is no different from death for a woman, don't you say? ”
Teng Fengqin's whole person froze, "Destroy.... Disfigured? What do you mean? ”
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