There are flowers and wine, hoeing and farming

Chapter 17

Qiaoqiao was standing on the bank, beside her was a five or six-year-old girl, trembling, looking at Zheng Cang who jumped into the river in horror.

"Who fell?" Qiaoqiao walked over and grabbed her hand and asked softly.

As if grasping for a life-saving straw, the child also grabbed her hand and whispered, "My sister."

Seeing the child's frightened little face turned pale, and his eyes staring straight at the water, Qiaoqiao hurriedly comforted him: "It's okay, don't be afraid, brother Zheng is very powerful, and he can rescue your sister right away."

When Zheng Cang just jumped into the water, the child's little hand was still shaking on the water surface a few times, and he disappeared when he got down the river. He swam in that direction based on his impression just now, and took a deep breath when he swam nearby. He dived in one breath.

Qiaoqiao also started to get nervous, holding hands with the child, neither of them dared to breathe, they just looked at the water surface.

1, 2, 3, 4, Qiaoqiao counted silently in her heart. After counting to about 40, her heart began to pound out of her throat. She took two steps forward and got closer to the river.

Pfft~~ Zheng Cang's head came out of the water all of a sudden, breathing heavily, Qiaoqiao breathed a sigh of relief, and then became nervous again, before she finished nervous, Zheng Cang raised his arm, and a child's head followed She came out, but she had lost consciousness, relying on Zheng Cang's strength to hang on him.

The river was not in a hurry, Zheng Cang pulled the water surface with one hand, and then exerted some strength with his feet, and soon reached the river surface.

After pulling hard, the girl was put on the bank of the river.

The little girl who had been on the shore burst into tears, and ran to her unconscious sister and began to shake: "Sister, wake up, sister..."

Qiaoqiao immediately stepped forward and pushed the little girl away. She folded her hands on the unconscious girl's chest, knelt there, and began to press down rhythmically.

The little girl sat on the ground like a fool, Zheng Cang was also a little confused, but he knew that Qiaoqiao was probably saving the girl, so he stood quietly aside.

After pressing it more than ten times, a mouthful of water suddenly gushed out from the girl's mouth.

"Help her up and pat her back." Qiaoqiao sat on the ground tired and said to Zheng Cang.

Zheng Cang helped the girl up, and started to pat her on the back. The girl spit out the water in one gulp, and then gasped suddenly, lying on the ground and coughing violently.

Seeing that her sister finally woke up, the little girl began to cry again: "Sister, sister, you're awake..."

The older girl coughed for a long time before recovering, patted her sister, and responded weakly.

"Sister, they saved you." The little girl whispered.

The girl looked at the two people who squatted and stood. Obviously, Zheng Cang, who was standing tall and drenched, was regarded as a lifesaver by her. She weakly supported her sister and knelt on the ground: "thanks."

"En." Zheng Cang avoided her kneeling.

"Sister, she saved you too." The little girl pointed at Qiaoqiao and said.

The girl withdrew her gaze from Zheng Cang and looked at Qiaoqiao. The four or five-year-old child was probably not as old as her sister, so she probably just watched from the shore.She didn't say anything, just nodded.

"Hurry up and help your sister go home." Qiaoqiao leaned into the little girl's ear and said to her. The little girl saw that she miraculously rescued her sister just now, and she simply obeyed her and didn't care about her sister. Responding, he nodded vigorously and held his sister's arm: "Sister, let's go home."

"Let's go." Zheng Cang walked to Qiaoqiao's side.

"I'll go back by myself, brother Zheng, you're all wet, it's so uncomfortable to stick to your body, and you've been soaking in the water for so long, go back and drink some ginger soup to sweat, or you'll catch cold."

"It's okay, we'll be home soon." Zheng Cang's body was dripping wet, he didn't carry on holding Qiaoqiao, but held her hand.

Qiaoqiao saw that he didn't listen to her, and didn't continue to persuade him, so she sighed and quickened her pace, hoping to get home soon.

At this time, she suddenly misses the mobile phone from her previous life very much. If she had a mobile phone and called home in advance at this time, wouldn't Zheng Cang be able to let Zheng Cang drink the ginger soup that Shangniang just cooked when she got home?

After fantasizing for a while, Qiaoqiao looked back, and the figures of the two girls had disappeared.

"Brother Zheng Cang, fortunately you are amazing, otherwise this girl would have been lost."

"To your credit."

In fact, after the submerged person was rescued, once he had no reaction, he basically had no choice but to watch his body gradually cool down. But today, Qiaoqiao pressed the person's chest a few times to make the The person spit out the water and came back to life. Zheng Cang understood the truth after thinking for a while, but no one had thought of it before, nor did he do it. He hesitated for a while and stopped.

"Qiaoqiao, don't tell others that you saved this girl. If someone asks, just say that after I saved her, she coughed up the water."

Qiaoqiao looked at him and smiled, then nodded obediently: "Okay."

Zheng Cang heaved a sigh of relief, but he was still afraid that Qiaoqiao's childish nature would show off this matter to others.

It's okay to get the approval of others, but it's bad if some people suspect that she has some ghost skills.

"Don't tell your mother, this is our secret, okay?"

"Okay." Qiaoqiao stretched out her little finger, and Zheng Cang hooked it.

"Come here, give Dad a shoulder squeeze."

After Cheng Daman chopped firewood and sat down, he waved to his little daughter.

Qiaoqiao saw that Dad was sweating because of the heat, first ran to soak the cloth towel in the water and rubbed it, then ran to Dad: "Dad, lower your head, I will wipe your sweat."

Cheng Daman bowed his head obediently, enjoying the feeling of his little daughter gently wiping his face with a cloth towel.

After Qiaoqiao wiped it clean, she put the towel around and wiped it a second time, and then walked around behind Cheng Daman and held his shoulders for him.

"Is it comfortable? Dad?" Qiaoqiao squeezed seriously.

"My daughter is very comfortable." In fact, Qiaoqiao's small strength has no effect on Cheng Daman's generous shoulders. At most, it is equivalent to scratching an itch, but Cheng Daman is very happy. Well, he loves her no matter what he thinks. From time to time, he loves to tease her. Looking at her little appearance, he feels that no matter how tired he is, it's worth it.Maybe it's because adults always favor the youngest child. In Cheng Daman's heart, even the two sons who have passed on the family line are far worse than this girl's heart for him.

"Okay, okay, don't pinch, let's go play with your little brother." Cheng Daman shook his arms and stroked his daughter's uncombed hair.

"No, my little brother is the worst." Qiaoqiao rolled her eyes. The situation of her little brother avoiding her was worse than before. It started after spraining my foot.

Could it be that the little brother felt guilty?Do you think he caused your injuries?
But Qiaoqiao quickly put this question behind her. She walked to Ning's side and watched her mother make shoes.

"Aren't you going to play?" Ning asked her daughter.Qiaoqiao helped her all day yesterday, so it's appropriate to go out to play for a while today.

Yesterday she cut all the clothes that were worn out and couldn't be worn anymore, and cut them into the shape of shoe soles. If there were some places that were not enough, she cut small pieces to make up for them, and finally put them on the wooden board, and mixed sorghum flour with some white flour. Make a paste, mix it into a paste, brush the paste on the cloth, and then cover it layer by layer, until it is almost as wide as a finger.

Several pairs of these soles were left to dry on the wooden board, some big and some small, black, brown, and all kinds of coarse cloth, and many of them were made with the help of Qiaoqiao.

The weather is good today, and everything is hanging out to dry, and what Ning holds in her hand is the sole of Cheng Daman's shoes that has worn off a large piece. Wear it for a few days.

Qiaoqiao looked at Ning's skillful hands, and sighed in her heart, this is the best wife and mother who knows how to do housework. In the ancient environment where clothes and shoes can only be made by hand, she can make full use of all things. And it can also transform and reuse waste, which is a coup to save money.

Looking at it carefully for a while, Ning said: "Qiaoqiao, the child of Zheng Cang and the girl you rescued that day, the adults in their family are asking around these days, asking whose child saved them. "

"Don't tell them." Qiaoqiao said hastily.

"I didn't say it, but sooner or later people will know that it is Zheng Cang's. The village is not big, so you just need to inquire carefully." Ning looked at her daughter's anxious little face and smiled: "However, it has nothing to do with you. I watched from the side, Zheng Cang rescued him, but then again, Zheng Cang is a really good kid, if he has such a thing, he should not publicize it."

Cheng Daman was also listening, and he took over the conversation and said: "Yes, I know this child, and he is old enough to talk about marriage, but the family is very poor, there are no parents, and the daughters of ordinary people don't want to talk In the past, if this matter was revealed, someone might propose a marriage to him out of his kindness."

"Father, brother Zheng Cang is not like this."

"Okay, okay, no, no." Cheng Daman helplessly coaxed and stared at his little daughter.

In fact, Qiaoqiao also hopes that Zheng Cang can talk about the marriage soon, but Zheng Cang is unwilling to tell the outside world about this matter, not to mention that he told himself that day not to say that he also participated in saving lives, so, Qiaoqiao felt that it was not very good for this family to go looking for a benefactor with great fanfare, which made her feel a little uncomfortable.

The people in the village are not rich. If this kind of thing happens, others will look down on you if you don’t give the benefactor some money or other expressions. Also, her family is a daughter, so it is inevitable to have some physical contact when saving people. , Isn't this the bad reputation of the girl who hasn't gone out?
Now, not only did they not choose to keep quiet, but they asked around, and they didn't feel good about it. Qiaoqiao thought about it, and the more she thought about it, the more irritable she became, she stood up and said to her mother, "I'm going to Brother Zheng Cang's house." Mom, comb my hair."

(End of this chapter)