CH 107

Zhao Lanxiang should have been awake all night, but it was useless to worry. There was still a tough battle to deal with the next day, so she fell asleep.

Before she went to bed, she was thinking of Pan Yu's experience. Silently she removed the big lock from her suitcase and used it to lock the door.

After dawn, she quickly went to the Pan family.

He Songbai squatted bitterly under a big tree some distance away from the Pan family. He was suffering from the torment from mosquitoes overnight.1

She glanced down, and his bare skin was enveloped with red dots.

Zhao Lanxiang joked, "Even mosquitoes know that your blood is more nutritious. Go back and rest. Leave the rest to me."

She knocked on the door of the Pan family.

The Pan family had eaten breakfast a long time ago, and even Pan Yuhua had already carried a hoe to work. It was sister-in-law Pan who opened the door for Zhao Lanxiang.

Zhao Lanxiang smiled gently, "Sister Pan, good morning. I came to find second sister. I heard that she is also a candidate for workers, peasants, and soldiers university. I come to learn from her."

Although sister-in-law Pan had long complained about her sister-in-law behind a closed door, she was still a family. Educated youth Zhao, who is very cultured in the village, came to her house to find her second sister to learn. It made her somewhat proud.1

She let Zhao Lanxiang in.

Zhao Lanxiang went to Pan Yu's room. The small room was tightly closed, and the window was not open. It was so suffocating that she couldn't see a trace of hope.

Sister Pan cursed, "This second sister don't know to feel guilty. She read silly books and made herself stupid. Now she neither human nor ghost. When my parents-in-law told her to marry, she became this deadly virtue."

Zhao Lanxiang asked Pan Sister-in-law to take care of her work and walked into Pan Yu's room. The deep and narrow room smelled rotten.

She pulled Pan Yu out of bed and said, "He Songbai has something to tell you. It is inconvenient for him to come to you. Come to the He family with me."

Just in one day, the woman was so pale she looked like she was almost faded away, like a puppet with a broken string. She looked nearly dead, numb, and lifeless. As if her fire of life was about to be extinguished.

As a woman, Zhao Lanxiang couldn't help but sigh. She washed Pan Yu's face and helped her comb her hair.

She pulled Pan Yu from the bed hard and murmured, "This is not your fault. You are still a pure and happy girl."

Zhao Lanxiang is actually quite delicate, but the year-long work in the countryside has made her stronger. The nutritious soups and uninterrupted food every day make her body plump and vigorous. She gritted her teeth and took the malnourished Pan Yu on her back.

She shouted, "Sister Pan, I will take second sister as my guest."

Zhao Lanxiang walked out of the Pan family slowly, and He Songbai, who was guarding outside, quickly took Pan Yu on his back. As if a hungry wolf chased him from behind, he ran back to the He family's house. It was the unreasonableness of the Pan family that frightened He Songbai. He always wished to avoid the family.

He put Pan Yu in Zhao Lanxiang's room.

Zhao Lanxiang said to Pan Yu, "Your brother Bai has seen your letter, and he is very worried about your state. We all want you to live well, cherish your life, and don't ever think of suicide."

He Songbai nodded. He followed her and said carefully, "You are a good girl. I never blame you. I just hope that you are alive."

Pan Yu, who had already sunk into her own world, reacted when she heard his words. Her eyes looked around mechanically, and tears suddenly rushed down and kept flowing. Her thin shoulders were trembling uncontrollably.

Zhao Lanxiang wiped her tears and said, "During this time, you will live with us. With brother Bai, you don't need to be afraid."

He Songbai raised his head in surprise when he heard her words, and then stared down with cold eyes.

Zhao Lanxiang saw this lively girl turned into a decaying corpse in her dream. She had listened when her old man studied psychology in her previous life. When a girl suffered this kind of stressful psychological trauma, it wasn't easy to recover. The strong sense of fear made Pan Yu numb and dull, and lost her reason. She also wanted some useful information from Pan Yu's mouth.

'Hopefully, she can live well.'

Zhao Lanxiang pulled He Songbai away and poured a bucket of water to bathe Pan Yu.

Pan Yu had a rancid smell on her body. When Zhao Lanxiang took out Pan Yu's clothes, she couldn't bear to look away. In terms of physical strength, women are born weaker, and Pan Yu was also very pitiful.4

After taking a shower, Pan Yu's gaze recovered a little.

She whispered, "Thank you, thank you."

She was lying on Zhao Lanxiang's clean bed, her body was refreshed. Finally, she couldn't help but make a howling cry. As if she was squeezing out all the water in her body.

Zhao Lanxiang touched Pan Yu's head and comforted her for a long time.

She waited for Pan Yu to stop crying before saying, "Be strong. There is nothing you can't get through."

"If you don't want to think about yourself, you have to think about your family. Your parents worked so hard to raise you until now. It's not easy to let you study from middle school to high school. Don't think about suicide. Save this life and do something meaningful."

"Can you tell me what happened a few days ago?"

...

On the other side:

After He Songbai left his girlfriend's room, he made a rice noodles dish by himself.

Although he didn't work today, Tiezhu delivered a piece of meat early in the morning. He Songbai cut the pork liver and pork intestines into thin slices. According to his girlfriend's usual way, he marinated it with eggs and starch. Breakfast was served out for everyone to eat.

He kept a share for teacher Gu as usual, and he went to the bullpen with the hot noodles.

When He Songbai saw that other people were there, he pretended to be distant and said, "This is what educated youth Zhao leave for you. Eat it while it's hot."

Gu Huaijin happily ate the rice noodles. Today's rice noodles were not as crisp and smooth as before, but they were not bad. After all, the meat was fresh, tender, and thin.4

Hu Xianzhi was accustomed to the hardship of watching but could not eat. He silently cleaned the bullpen and picked up a hoe to prepare to take care of his acre of land.

But this experience was the first time for Wu Yong. He took a deep breath and praised, "Although Teacher has a hard life, he eats well. Unlike us, only steamed buns and boiled water."

Gu Huaijin drank the delicious hot soup. He glanced at him and said angrily, "There are people who eat bran and wild vegetables. Do you compare your life with them?"