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Jing Qinian was like a big furnace. Sang Ning slept beside him, and his strong arms tightened her thin waist. She wanted to kick the quilt to get some coolness, but Jing Qinian found out and stopped her in time. As soon as the others left, Sang Ning was like a new life. She kicked the quilt under the bed, which was cool, but she suffered a lot afterwards.

Sang Ning was a delicate little girl. She was wet in the rain and tired. When she got up in the morning, the fog was heavy. The rain had stopped, but the wind was still blowing. There were gaps in the windows and doors of the old house, and the cool wind poured in from outside. After a while, she felt cold, and soon she felt uncomfortable. She subconsciously wanted to find a heat source, but she groped around to no avail.

Jing's mother was the first to enter the yard. When she arrived at Sang Ning's door, she knocked politely and called out anxiously, "Sang Ning! Sang Zhiqing! Are you in the room?"

She has been doing farm work all year round, so her hands are very strong and the door slammed loudly.

Sang Ning felt drowsy and couldn't open her eyes. She covered her ears with her hands, trying to continue sleeping to relieve her physical discomfort.

Seeing no one responded, Sang's mother knocked harder, her palms turned red, and she had no choice but to turn sideways and knock the door open. This door is older than Sang Ning. It is usually closed to keep privacy and prevent the chickens and ducks in the yard from coming in. If it is to prevent thieves, then it is really useless. Jing's mother knocked lightly and the door opened.

Sang Ning curled up into a ball because of the cold, and his face was red because of a cold and fever.

"Ah! Ning girl, you are in the house, why didn't you say anything?" Jing's mother finally let go of her worries. She turned around and said to the person outside, "The person is in the house."

Sang Ning still didn't respond. Jing's mother picked up the quilt that had fallen halfway to the ground and muttered, "The quilt you slept on has fallen to the ground. Be careful not to catch a cold."

She walked to the bedside and gently shook Sang Ning's body with her hand, but the effect was minimal. The little girl just stammered softly and frowned uncomfortably.

"Hiss! This girl's body feels so hot, could she have a fever?" She gently touched Sang Ning's forehead to check the temperature.

The female educated youth who followed in later saw that Sang Ning's face was so red and suspected that he had a fever. "I think so too. His face is all red."

Sang Ning's forehead was so hot that Jing's mother was startled. "Quick! Quick! Quick! Men who can run fast, go to the village entrance to find the old village doctor."

Jing's mother walked out of the house quickly and delivered a message to the male educated youth in the yard.

Village Chief Jing pulled his wife aside and asked, "Is Sang Ning having a fever?"

"Yes, the situation is not good. As expected, the girls from the city have poor physical fitness. When she marries into our family in the future, we must take good care of her health, otherwise she will suffer a lot when she gives birth."

Village chief Jing didn't know what to say for a moment, and simply didn't say anything for fear of being scolded. He obviously wanted to know about the situation of the educated youth, and as long as their lives were not in danger, he would feel relieved.

But my wife kept talking. The two children had just started dating, and they were already talking about getting married and having children. Who could predict the future? "Okay, don't worry so much. Wait until the second father comes and ask him to prescribe some medicine."

"I'm leaving first. Last night's rain caused disasters in several villages. I'm afraid the town's public health will be in trouble this year. We need to hold a meeting to discuss this matter."

Mother Jing sighed. Farmers depend on the weather for their livelihood. There was nothing she could do. "Okay, go ahead! I'll wait for Second Father to come here."

The other educated youth had classes in the afternoon and had to go back to prepare for class, so they followed the village chief.

It was almost noon when Jing Qinian got on the train. He took out a few steamed buns from his bag and ate them. He had just left home and he missed his wife. His wife was so fragrant and soft that he was very fascinated. Last night he was both tormented and happy. Jing Qinian encouraged himself in his heart, "Hey... Come on! Have a wife and children and a warm bed soon."

But he didn't know that his lovely wife had a high fever after he left. Fortunately, the village chief brought people to the house, otherwise she might have been feverish. When Jing's second father was not here, Jing's mother covered Sang Ning with a few more layers of quilts, "Cover thicker, sweat, and the disease will heal faster." Then she soaked a towel in warm water and applied it on Sang Ning's forehead.

People are most emotional when they are sick and vulnerable. Sang Ning opened her eyes dazedly and saw Jing's mother covering her with the corner of the quilt to prevent the wind from blowing in. Seeing that she woke up, she brought her a cup of warm water to moisten her throat. "You are a disobedient girl. I told you not to come back last night, and now you have a cold!"

The old man put his hands on his hips, looking distressed.

"Thank you, auntie. I'm sorry!" Sang Ning's voice was hoarse. He felt embarrassed. He was too stubborn and deserved to suffer. He was just troubling Jing's mother.

"What's the point of saying sorry? You have to learn to take good care of yourself when you are away from home. You are unfamiliar with the place in Jingjia Village. Fortunately, the educated youth are smart and kind, otherwise you would become a fool."

Jing's mother's tone was fierce, but it sounded particularly gentle to Sang Ning's ears. Although the people in the Sang family treated her as a treasure, after her soul traveled through time, they did not have much contact except for correspondence. On the contrary, Jing's mother gave her too much warmth.

Sang Ning's eyes were red, and she felt like she was going to cry in the next second. Jing's mother stopped her in time, "Ning girl, don't cry! Auntie is just joking, don't take it seriously, don't cry, don't cry."

Sang Ning nodded. Seeing that she had misunderstood, she wanted to explain, but her voice became even hoarser as she cried, and she couldn't speak.

"I'll bring you some medicine. You'll get better soon after taking it."

Sang Ning stared at Jing's mother's back. At this moment, she really wanted to marry Jing Qinian, or to be more precise, to marry into the Jing family.

The Jing family brought her so much warmth. Little sister Jing was cute and interesting, mother Jing was warm and generous, father Jing was cold on the outside but warm on the inside, and Jing Qinian was handsome and cool. She would feel like she had found a treasure if she married him.

After a while, Jing's mother brought over a bowl of black medicine, "Sang Ning, come here! Drink it while it's hot."

"This... this! Is this Chinese medicine?"

Sang Ning was completely at a loss, and the sweetness in his heart was instantly covered by dark clouds.

"Yes! This is the prescription written by Jing Qinian's second master. Don't worry about his medical skills. He will definitely cure the disease."

Sang Ning smiled bitterly. She was not afraid that the medicine would not work well, but simply afraid of the bitterness. "Okay."

She took the bowl. The medicine was so black that even her reflection could not be seen. For a moment, Sang Ning really didn't know how to drink it.

"Ningning, drink it quickly! If the medicine gets cold, it won't be effective," Jing's mother urged quickly when she saw that the person was slow to move.

"Okay! I'll drink it right away." Sang Ning looked ready to die.

She took a sip and almost vomited, "Oh my god, this is too bitter!"

(End of this chapter)