Chapter 2

Zhang Xiangyang suppressed the doubts in his heart and turned around to return to the courtyard.

His wife was no longer in the main room. Perhaps she had gone inside.

But he did not go to look for her because his stomach was growling. He pulled out a chair and sat under the table and began to look at the bowl of noodles.

In his previous life, even when he was in dire straits, he could still buy a bag of instant noodles that came with a free oil packet.

It was definitely not like this bowl of clear soup that did not even have a trace of oil.

But when his eyes swept over the slightly rotting short table, he sighed in his heart.

He picked up his chopsticks and began to eat. What he did not expect was that the noodles tasted pretty good. It was smooth and chewy. The soup was a bit sweet, but it was not broth. It was more like spring water.

Very quickly, he finished the bowl of noodles.

When he put down his chopsticks, he found that his wife was actually standing next to him and quietly looking at him.

Being stared at like this, Zhang Xiangyang's face turned red. This was because he remembered that his mouth was still stained with soup. Just as he was about to take out a tissue to wipe his mouth, he suddenly remembered his situation.

Without any other choice, he could only get up and walk into the courtyard.

Near the corner of the front room and the east room, there was a water tank.

But the water tank was almost empty. He used the gourd to scoop up a little and wiped his mouth.

"Can you fill the water tank?" A timid voice came from behind Zhang Xiangyang.

Zhang Xiangyang did not need to turn around to know that this person was his wife.

Her body was very small. He could tell at a glance that she was not capable of doing such heavy work. He took the wooden bucket that she handed over and left the house.

When he left the house, he suddenly remembered that he did not know where the well was.

To the left or right?

He wanted to turn around and ask, but how could he ask?

If he said that he had forgotten where the well was, then he really was an idiot.

He hesitated for three seconds and decided to try to go left. If he met someone who saw him going the wrong way with the bucket, they would definitely ask him. Then he would pretend that he was thinking too much and went the wrong way.

He walked along the alley to the left. Not long after, a man jumped out of the alley and scared him.

Zhang Xiangyang smiled at him as a greeting, but Zhang Xiangyang hooked his arm around his neck and led him to the alley on the left.

Zhang Xiangyang was startled by his actions. He originally thought that it was a hooligan who wanted to beat someone up, but the other party didn't use much strength. It was more appropriate to describe it as an arm around his shoulder. What's more, the other party whispered in his ear, "Brother Yang, I have something to tell you."

Zhang Xiangyang immediately stopped resisting and followed him into the alley.

"What is it?

Don't you have something to tell me? "

Zhao Zhiyi scratched her ears and cheeks for a long time. She wanted to say something but couldn't seem to make up her mind. She held back until her face turned red. In the end, she asked, "How did your talk with Wei Yuhong go?"

What?

Zhang Xiangyang was surprised, but he did not hide the shock on his face.

Zhao Zhiyi thought he was embarrassed and reminded him, "Did she agree to give birth to a son for you?

If you ask me, I think you have good taste. Wei Yuhong is so beautiful. Her son will definitely be very good-looking. "

Zhang Xiangyang combined his mother's words with this person's and concluded that the original owner wanted to find a mistress to give birth to a son for him.

The mistress was a female educated youth named Wei Yuhong.

He wanted to say something, but the person opposite him craned his head and looked out of the alley. Then, the person turned around and whispered to him, "The educated youth is done with work. I have to go.

Brother Yang, I hope you will have a son soon. "

After saying that, he rushed out of the alley.

Zhang Xiangyang was so angry that he almost died. What kind of friends did the original owner have?

The original owner made a mistake, but he didn't help her. Instead, he encouraged her.

He carried the bucket and followed the other party out of the alley. He saw a group of educated youths carrying hoes coming over.

When they saw Zhang Xiangyang, there was a bit of fear in their eyes. Some of the educated youths even moved a few steps to the side as if he had some kind of virus.

Zhang Xiangyang had never been so embarrassed before.

He lowered his head and quickened his pace. Who knew that when the last educated youth walked past him, she didn't hide. Instead, she whispered, "See you at Wang Jia Alley at eight o 'clock tonight."

Zhang Xiangyang suddenly raised his head and turned around to see a female educated youth about seventeen or eighteen years old wearing a blue gown running forward. When she ran, the twisted braids hanging on both sides of her shoulders swayed with her movements.

So, this is the person he cheated on?

Zhang Xiangyang didn't have time to think about it. His mind was in a mess. After walking around the village, he still carried water.

He ran four or five times in a row to fill the water tank. He was so tired that he sat down on the stool.

He rubbed his waist and complained in his heart. Do I have to run so far to carry water in the future?

It's so tiring.

He wondered if he should think of a good idea, such as digging a well for his home.

He turned his head to look at his wife and found that she was sitting under the eaves of the corridor sewing clothes.

He moved the stool to sit next to her. She had a basket on her knees with a needle and thread in it. She was holding an old shirt in her hand. It turned out that the elbows of this shirt were worn out. She cut an oval from another old shirt and then stuck it to the hole and began to sew.

Her movements were very fast, but the stitches were not crooked at all. It was very neat. It seemed like she was very skillful with her hands.

Although he inadvertently got a wife, Zhang Xiangyang didn't plan on divorcing her to pursue some true love.

In his previous life, he dated his girlfriend for seven years, but in the end, he was defeated by reality. How could there be so much true love in this world? Besides, if he wanted to divorce her, how bad would her situation be? In this era, women were not tolerant. Why would he hurt an innocent woman for the sake of illusory true love?

Moreover, he was an impostor. The original owner wanted a son so much, but she didn't divorce this person. It could be seen how good she was.

She was beautiful, had a beautiful voice, and was also virtuous. He had no reason to divorce her.

He Fangzhi had been looking at her for too long. After she finished sewing a patch, she skillfully cut off the thread with scissors. She looked up at him and stared straight into his eyes.

Only then did Zhang Xiangyang realize that his wife actually had a pair of beautiful eyes. Her eyes were shaped like almonds, pure and moist. He was stunned for a moment and felt as if his heart was being tickled by a feather that came out of nowhere. He coughed lightly and looked at the bridge of her nose. It was small and delicate. He touched his nose and shifted his gaze to the jacket in her hand. "I want to ask, when was the last time our production team dug a well?"

He Fangzhi looked at him in confusion. She clearly didn't expect him to ask this.

Zhang Xiangyang didn't wait for her answer for a long time, so he felt a little embarrassed.

At this time, a woman ran in from outside the yard. She glanced around the yard and quickly locked her eyes on He Fangzhi. "Xiangyang's wife, hurry up, my family's Dazhu has had a fever since last night.

Hurry up and come with me to see him. "

He Fangzhi was stunned. Her fingers moved a bit, and the needle in her hand immediately pricked her finger. Blood flowed out.

She immediately pinched it with her other hand.

But the blood still flowed down her finger.

When Zhang Xiangyang saw her finger was pricked, he looked around, but he didn't find any cotton.

He Fangzhi cut a piece of cloth from the rags she had cut and wrapped it.

Her movements were very slow, and her heart was in a mess.

She didn't know how to treat patients at all. The only thing she knew was to check people's pulse. This was what she learned from her sisters when she was in the boudoir. But now, they want her to save a life. Isn't this harming people?

Thinking of this, she didn't dare to delay any longer. She looked up at the woman and said with a guilty face: "Auntie, it's not that I don't want to see you, but fever is a big deal. Although I have been a doctor before, I can't cook without rice. I don't have any medicine in my hand. It's useless to go."

The woman was already very anxious just now. Especially when she saw that she was so slow in wrapping such a small wound. She became even angrier. Not to mention, the other party found such a bad excuse.

She immediately got angry: "Xiangyang's wife, are you dissatisfied with auntie?

Auntie will apologize to you.

Please forgive auntie this time.

But my family's Dazhu has had a fever since last night and started talking nonsense. "

He Fangzhi was so anxious that his forehead was sweating. He waved his hand again and again: "Auntie, it's not that I don't want to save him, but I don't have any medicine in my hand. I can't save him."

The woman didn't listen at all: "In the past, when Dabo fainted in the middle of the road, you saved him with a green onion.

You can save my family's Dazhu. "

Zhang Xiangyang looked at the side and felt a little strange. But after thinking about it, he felt that his wife's words were reasonable: "Auntie, I know you are anxious.

But fever is really a big deal.

We don't have any medicine in our house. It's useless to beg her.

Moreover, a high fever may burn people silly. "

Burn people silly?

The woman was so frightened that her body trembled. But she stared at the two of them with suspicious eyes.

He Fangzhi braced himself and nodded. He held the woman's hand and almost cried: "Auntie, I really don't have a problem with you. Your family's Dazhu is so smart and sensible. I don't have enough time to like him. How can I refuse to save him?

Really, I don't have any medicine here.

You should quickly send him to the hospital.

If you don't have money in your hand, I can borrow it from my father-in-law. "

The woman believed it. She immediately turned around and ran back. She dropped a sentence: "You should have said it earlier. You have delayed me for so long. I have to hurry to the brigade to borrow a donkey. I don't know if the donkey has been pulled to work in the field."

As for borrowing money, forget it.

She didn't know how long it would take to borrow money from the brigade leader.

Zhang Xiangyang seemed to think of something. He hurriedly pulled the woman: "Auntie, when you send Dazhu to the hospital, remember to rub some liquor on his forehead, armpits, and soles. It can relieve his fever."

They don't know how long it will take to get to the hospital. If it's too far, he may really burn himself silly.

The woman immediately responded: "Okay, okay, I will remember." Then she turned around and ran away.