After thinking for a while, he added: "After all, life in this small mountain village is really hard."

But in Liu Qingshan's heart, he was silently thinking: But, everything will get better soon!

Yang Hongying raised her head, and what she saw in her hazy tearful eyes was the young man's calm face and his complicated and indescribable eyes.

There is pity and regret, but there is no resentment at all.

At this moment, the thought of giving up was immediately thrown out of her mind.

Yang Hongying wiped her eyes hard: "No, I won't go back. You can live here, why can't I?"

After saying that, she stood up stubbornly and secretly vowed in her heart: From now on, she will never cry again or flinch!

However, she couldn't help but feel a twinge of pain under her feet. She quickly grabbed Liu Qingshan's shoulders and raised one foot into the air. Mixed with muddy water, bright red blood dripped down along with it.

fall.

"Teacher Yang, you are injured, please take a rest first!"

Liu Qingshan quickly bent down to support the opponent's body. After checking, he saw a wooden thorn deeply pierced into the opponent's sole.

Anyway, his body was already dirty, so he supported Yang Hongying, sat on a small slope by the roadside, and quickly treated the wound.

Liu Qingshan searched around the ditch and luckily found a pile of horse manure bags.

I picked one that looked like it should be almost ripe, and peeled off the skin. As expected, there was already earthy yellow powder inside.

After pulling out the wooden thorn, a stream of bright red blood flowed out, and Liu Qingshan quickly pressed the horse manure bag up.

This powder has anti-inflammatory and analgesic effects, which is better than anti-inflammatory powder.

When people in the village get injured or have a cut, they will take some medicinal powder from a horse manure bag and it will be cured in a few days.

After the bleeding stopped, Liu Qingshan took the bag over again and asked Yang Hongying to look for anything that could be used to bandage the wound.

After searching for a long time, Yang Hongying could only take out a silk scarf and asked Liu Qingshan to help wrap her feet.

At this point, she no longer persisted and sat on the bicycle obediently. If she was stubborn again, it would only add to the chaos.

Looking at the young man pushing the bicycle beside her, trudging through the muddy water, her chaotic mood suddenly calmed down: maybe, this is really the right choice.

Then she heard the boy in front of her singing in a weird accent, as if it was a song that had just become popular in the past two years.

"I've heard of it, never seen it, twenty-five thousand miles.

Some say it, but others don’t do it, so you know it’s not easy.

Keeping my head down, moving forward, looking for myself..."

Yes, looking for myself!
Chapter completed!