Reborn Farmer's Businesswoman

Chapter 161: Misfortune and fortune depend on each other (1)

Han Qing wiped away her tears, and happily said to the two elders, "Father and mother, we are fine, let's go back to the house."

Because of the previous wrestling, the snow was mixed with mud and hadn't had time to wipe it off. Now when she wiped it with tears, Han Qing looked like a little cat, and her smiling face couldn't help but feel a little funny.

Someone didn't dislike it, and wiped her face with his sleeve with a smile.

"Father, let's go back to the house."

Lin Youtian retracted his sleeves, imitated her tone and shouted, the corners of his mouth raised and he grinned.

The handsome young man with red lips and white teeth, used to not smile and looked at the cold and indifferent strangers, but when he smiled like this, it was like bathing in the spring breeze, and the spring flowers bloomed, confusing people's eyes.

Lin Yan at the back of the crowd looked a little dazed and insane...

Because she stayed behind, no one noticed her gaze.

At this moment, Lin Yan was a little jealous of the woman who was with him!

Lin Yan frowned, thinking that she must have lost her mind at this time, she hurriedly covered her beating heart, and ran towards home in a hurry, so that she missed the next words.

Seeing Lin Youtian with blood on his leg, he still wanted to smile. It seemed that the problem was not serious, so Lin Fuhai asked out of nowhere, "Are you coming tomorrow?"

When he asked the words, Lin Fuhai wanted to slap himself twice.

His mouth is really twitching, what is the difference between this and agreeing to accept apprentices?
Lin Youtian's eyes flashed for a moment, and he immediately responded: "Come, one day will come!"

"That's right, I've been tormented enough by you, I don't want to come tomorrow!" Lin Fuhai folded his hands behind his back, and now that the words had been spoken, he simply said, "Come to me when the injury is healed!"

"Fu Hai, are you going to take Youtian as a disciple?" Old Lintou asked puzzled.

"Brother, you are still afraid that I will go back on my word, and why don't you take my good disciple to heal my wounds!"

"Hey, good!"

While the two were talking, Han Qing already tore Lin Youtian's inner shirt, and tore off a piece of long cloth to wrap his injured calf tightly.

As for why she didn't tear her own, her coat was still dirty when she got off the ground, and the woman's inner shirt had to be untied, which was even more impossible.She didn't notice anything, but the two elders were still there, and in front of all the villagers, they couldn't let people gossip.

Lin Youtian bowed to Lin Fuhai and let Han Qing push him back to the house.

His body was stained with snow, and the biting cold wind was bitingly cold, but his heart was warm.

He climbed onto the small hand of the cart with one hand: "Qing'er..."

A whisper contains a thousand words.

like hope...

like longing...

like the future...

***
Back at the house, Han Qing immediately changed Lin Youtian's clothes.

The soaked clothes were already frozen stiff, as hard as iron sheets, and the blood on the hem of the clothes made Han Qing very worried.

Eldest brother Lin Shiliang has gone to invite Mrs. Zhang, and Lin's mother is also boiling hot water. The whole family is very anxious, for fear that Lin Youtian's illness will get worse.

After cleaning the wound, Han Qing cut a piece of clean cotton cloth and wrapped it tightly to stop the bleeding temporarily.

When Mrs. Zhang came, she repeatedly praised Han Qing for doing a good job, and took the wooden box she carried with her, put some medicine on her head, and bandaged it again.

The young couple came back in a hurry, and hadn't told their family members before, so they talked to everyone one by one.

Knowing that her lower body, which had been unconscious for a long time, was in pain, Mrs. Zhang didn't dare to say it. After all, she was only superficial, so she asked them to go to the county to take a look. Don't delay, maybe it is a good thing.

Fortunately, the injury only looks horrifying, and there is no fear of life, but one must be careful to heal the injury, and don't let the wound ulcer.

(End of this chapter)