After the divorce, Dr. Lin wanted to get back together every day

Early the next morning, Bai Mumu came out of the water room and bumped into Pang Guimei who came in. Presumably she didn't sleep well all night, so she yawned big at Bai Mumu.

Bai Mumu nodded to her, hugged the basin, and turned sideways out of the aisle.

Pang Guimei yawned again, and turned her head to call Bai Mumu: "Let's have breakfast together later, Uncle Huang and the others are away with relatives. After we had breakfast, we are going to water the cucumber field behind the dormitory while the sun is not yet bright." gone."

It's Bai Mumu's turn to water the melons and fruits. Pang Guimei simply wanted to find something for Bai Mumu to do so that she wouldn't have the energy to be distracted.

Bai Mumu is not a person who doesn't know what is good or bad. Indeed, when he is tired, he can fall asleep immediately in bed, and he doesn't have extra thoughts to think about messy things.

Nodding, she went back to the dormitory and changed her clothes, and the two of them went to the back street to eat a bowl of noodle soup. In the hot weather, Bai Mumu was steaming from head to toe, as if she had been taken from a steamer. Just walked out the same.

On the way back, the body temperature gradually dropped, as if sweating profusely could make people feel good.

Putting on straw hats and long sleeves, Bai Mumu and Pang Guimei carried empty buckets to the vegetable field behind the dormitory.

The cucumbers had been picked once, and the new growth on the vines was only the length of the index finger. Two ladles of water per seedling, after watering a piece of land, Bai Mumu's waist could not straighten up.

Pang Guimei sat on the ridge and took off her hat to fan the wind, urging Bai Mumu to sit down and rest.

The sun was getting hotter and hotter. The cucumbers were not big, but the tomatoes were plump. Pang Guimei handed one to her.

Bai Mumu broke off the fruit stem and took a bite. If a person is tired, he really doesn't think much about things. She has a deep understanding at this moment.

The tomato paste was sweet and delicious, and Bai Mumu gnawed the tomato juice on his hands. He stood up, rinsed his hands under the tap, and planned to pour the rest one by one.

"When the sun is too high, we can't do it. Let's go back and take a bath, have a meal, take a nap, and do it in the rest of the afternoon."

Bai Mumu was carrying an empty bucket and a hat, with question marks all over his head.

Pang Guimei explained to her with a smile: "The temperature of the soil at noon is too different from the temperature of the water. The water poured down is not good for the root system of the plants. The suitable time for watering is morning or evening."

Bai Mumu didn't know anything about farming, so it was quite interesting to hear what Pang Guimei said.

At noon, one steamed bun per person is served with mung bean soup, and the side dish is "Flame Mountain". In layman's terms, it is tomatoes mixed with sugar.

This kind of rough meal is simpler and more convenient than carefully prepared ones, without the pollution of oily smoke, Bai Mumu ate more than in the morning.

Her mind was active and her body was exhausted. Bai Mumu couldn't remember when she fell asleep. When she woke up, the sun was hanging low in the sky.

Even after sleeping, Bai Mumu still felt very tired and couldn't lift his limbs, but thinking of the land waiting for her to water, Bai Mumu still got up from the bed.

Some of the cucumbers that were only watered in the morning will be looked at in the afternoon. After a few hours, some of the cucumbers with long index fingers are as big as half a palm.

She was surprised to see it, but Pang Guimei was used to it: "Cucumbers drink a lot of water, as long as you water them thoroughly, they will grow again in two days."

After the cucumber field was finished, Pang Guimei assigned Bai Mumu what to do tomorrow, picking all the ripe tomatoes, and transporting them to the kitchen to cook tomato sauce.

Bai Mumu stood in the ground with her waist planted, looked at the tomatoes hanging on the seedlings in the distance, and took a long breath. It was probably another big project tomorrow.

On the way back, Bai Mumu continued to listen to Pang Guimei's "Saving Scriptures".

Fresh vegetables in summer can be made into kimchi, fresh and tender cowpea, pepper, cucumber, garlic moss, etc. In short, make the best use of everything, and nothing will be wasted.

She could still fall asleep at night, but Bai Mumu woke up twice in the middle of the night.

She used to like to sit on the balcony and watch the river in the distance and the stars above her head, but now she just curls up on the bed and holds her arms tightly.

It was just dawn, and Bai Mumu went to pick tomatoes in the vegetable field behind without waiting for Pang Guimei.

Sunshine climbed up the hill, and Pang Guimei came over with a kettle: "I saw that your dormitory door is locked in the morning, so I guess you should have come."

After speaking, he picked two cucumbers, rinsed them with clean water and gave one to Bai Mumu: "Eat quickly! It's fresh to quench your thirst."

Bai Mumu pushed the hat on his head, wiped off the sweat on his face, and patted the dust that didn't exist on his hands: "Thank you."

With a smile in his eyes, Bai Mumu really fell in love with this kind of manual output labor without thinking.

When you are troubled, turn over the ground, water it, and all the messy things seem to be left behind.

With the cucumber in his mouth, Bai Mumu untied the hat rope tied around his neck.

Pang Guimei accidentally met Bai Mumu's eyes and forgot to chew: "Mumu, your eyes."

"What's wrong?" Bai Mumu didn't feel anything, she blinked vigorously, except for a little dry pain, she seemed to be fine.

The expression on Pang Guimei's face was a little serious. She turned on her mobile phone to take a picture, and then switched the camera to let Bai Mumu look into her eyes.

Near the pupil and lower eyelid, blood oozes out of the soybean-sized fluid from the lower part of the eyeball, which looks a little scary.

Bai Mumu returned the phone to Pang Guimei, and shook her head: "It's okay, maybe the capillaries in the eyes are broken. There was still a spot of blood yesterday morning. I didn't expect it to become so big today."

Bai Mumu said it easily, but Pang Guimei felt lingering fears: "I'd better go to the hospital to have a look. After all, it has something to do with the eyes. Going to the hospital is always more at ease."

If it is to treat the eyes, he can only go to the hospital in the city for treatment, and the medical conditions in Jiangshui Township and the county are not enough.

Bai Mumu still wanted to go back and apply ice first, and Pang Guimei had already packed her luggage for her.

"Originally, you were supposed to be on duty for a week, but something bad happened recently. You went to the city to check your eyes and just returned to City S. I will be on duty for the next three days."

"But." Just as Bai Mumu said it, Pang Guimei pushed her towards the door: "Don't be so, I am the principal, and I will obey the leadership's arrangement."

Pang Guimei's kindness made Bai Mumu feel sad while being moved.

It is not easy to be a teacher in Jiangshui Township, and it is even more difficult to be the principal of Jiangshui Township. The heavy responsibility is on her shoulders. During her tenure, she has never neglected anything.

Bai Mumu didn't confront Pang Guimei forcefully, so he took the bus and went to the city to settle down first.

After leaving the medical insurance, the doctor gave her a bottle of eye drops after the examination: "Take a good rest, don't overuse your eyes for a week or two, the blood spots in your eyes will slowly absorb, if you want the blood spots faster Spread it out, and you can use hot compress later.”

After listening carefully to the doctor's orders, Bai Mumu sent a message to Pang Guimei. The problem is not serious, but she needs to rest well.

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