Away from the big book, the educated youth became the village favorite by running errands

Song Shuangshuang thought it was not very high, but once she reached the roof, it was a different story.

"Brother, I feel dizzy. I may not be able to help you." This is a bit high and she is not used to it.

Song Youlin: "...Then you go down, I can do it myself."

"No, I dare not move. How about you come and help me down. I'm afraid of falling."

Song Youlin was speechless. He pointed at the ladder next to Song Shuangshuang and said, "Sister, the ladder is with you. How can I go over to help you? Are you asking me to fly over?"

Song Shuangshuang: “…” Tsk, what a mess.

It was Tan Anjing and He Feiyang from next door who heard the noise and came over to help get Song Shuangshuang down.

Song Shuangshuang wanted to cry but had no tears. It was so embarrassing.

Obviously, it was unknown how long it would take for Song Shuangshuang and her brother to clean up the yard by themselves. He Feiyang climbed onto the roof and cleaned the roof with Song Youlin, while Song Shuangshuang and Tan Anjing cleaned the snow on the ground. With the cooperation of several people, Song Shuangshuang's yard was clean in less than two hours.

Song Shuangshuang and Song Youlin went to Tan Anjing and He Feiyang's house to clean again.

After a busy morning, they finally finished. Tan Anjing and Song Shuangshuang's cotton shoes were almost soaked.

"Sister, your shoes are soaked and you didn't even tell me. Hurry up and get on the kang with Tan Zhiqing to warm up. Don't worry about cooking today." Song Youlin was a little angry. Why wasn't his sister thoughtful? She didn't even know that girls' feet shouldn't get cold!

Song Shuangshuang touched her nose and said, "I'm hot after being busy all morning, but I don't feel anything..." The more she spoke, the less confident she became.

After laughing twice ingratiatingly, Song Shuangshuang pulled Tan Anjing into the house. If she stayed in the yard without moving, Song Youlin would carry her into the house.

Song Youlin brought some firewood into the house and stuffed it into the stove. Then he went into the house and said to the two of them, "Put your shoes on the kang to dry, don't go out! I'll cook and bring you food to eat in the house."

After saying that, Song Youlin picked up the kettle and shook it, feeling that there was hot water inside. He went to the kitchen to get some brown sugar and an empty bowl, put brown sugar in his sister's teacup and the empty bowl, and poured hot water on them.

"Drink some brown sugar water. Call me if you need anything."

The two people sitting on the kang drank the brown sugar water obediently. Especially Song Shuangshuang, she didn't dare to talk back to Song Youlin.

He Feiyang, who was warming himself by the fire in the main room, joked, "Youlin, why don't you pour me a bowl of water?"

Song Youlin looked at He Feiyang with disdain, "... Let's go to the kitchen and drink. There's plenty of water for washing the pot."

He was so shameless that he competed with his sister for the brown sugar water. They were basically sweeping the snow on the roof and their shoes were not even wet, so why would they drink brown sugar water?

"You don't have to give birth to a child, how can you compete with girls for brown sugar water?"

This house is not soundproof. After Song Youlin said this, the two people who were drinking water in the room choked and started coughing.

He Feiyang's face instantly turned red! He ran to the kitchen without looking back.

Song Youlin also followed him to the kitchen. He Feiyang glared at him when he saw him come in and said, "What nonsense were you talking about just now? Your sisters are still in the room." Giving birth to a child? He's too bold.

"Just kidding~ Hurry up and wash the vegetables. We'll cook for the next few days."

He Feiyang took the cabbage handed to him by Song Youlin and broke the cabbage leaves with gritted teeth.

Song Youlin turned around to look at his expression, said "Hey", and said "What's your reaction? Are you planning to tear me apart like a cabbage?" It was really funny.

"Song! You! Lin!" He Feiyang threw down the cabbage and pretended to punch Song Youlin. Song Youlin dodged and the two of them played around for a while before they started cooking.

Song Youlin was still the chef, and He Feiyang was learning by his side.

After dinner, the four of them sat in the house and ate melon seeds that Song Shuangshuang had brought from the supermarket.

"What are you going to do this afternoon?" Normally, I would go to the mountains to collect firewood, but now it's snowing and I can't go anywhere. It's really boring.

Tan Anjing suggested going out to build a snowman. They had just swept the snow out of the yard and cleared the snow on the road outside the door, but there was still a lot of snow.

Song Shuangshuang was about to agree when she felt her brother's 'death stare' and immediately changed her tone.

"Forget it. I only have this pair of cotton shoes for the winter, and they're not dry yet." The most important thing is that she's about to get her period. In the past, when she got her period in the winter, she would roll over in pain if she got a little cold. Otherwise, why was her brother so angry today?

There were no heating pads or medicine for dysmenorrhea in those days, but there was analgin, but she didn't dare to take it.

"Oh~ okay."

Song Youlin saw that his sister also wanted to build a snowman, so he suggested that he and He Feiyang go outside to build a snowman, and then they could go out and watch after they were done.

He Feiyang: "???" No, brother, I'm afraid of the cold too. Why don't you care whether I'm cold or not?

Song Youlin ignored He Feiyang's reaction and asked Song Shuangshuang if it was okay.

Song Shuangshuang looked at him with disdain and said, "We are here to enjoy the fun of making a snowman. What's the point of us just watching you two finish making one?"

Tan Anjing nodded beside her, "Yeah, that's so boring."

"..."

The smile on Song Youlin's face shifted to He Feiyang's face, and He Feiyang looked at Song Youlin with a gloating look.

"You deserve it. You took me with you just to make your sister happy. I guess your sister dislikes you!"

The snowman was not built after all, but Tan Anjing had a good sleep at Song Shuangshuang's house, and He Feiyang did not go back either, and slept in the same bed with Song Youlin. Song Youlin despised him for a while.

They slept until dark and were woken up by a knock on the door.

In fact, it wasn't that late, just five o'clock. They had dinner late, and the weather was so good that they slept until this time.

Song Youlin put on his shoes and went to open the door.

"Who?"

The person outside the room lowered his voice and said, "Wen Zicheng."

Song Youlin immediately came to his senses, opened the door and let someone in quickly, then looked outside a few more times before closing the door.

"Don't worry, no one is following me. Is Feiyang at your house? I went to his house and knocked on the door, but no one answered." Wen Zicheng was a little anxious.

"He's here with me, uncle, let's go inside and talk."

Song Youlin brought Wen Zicheng into the house and went outside to pour him a cup of hot water.

He Feiyang saw that it was Wen Zicheng who came, and he quickly sat up and asked what happened. If it wasn't urgent, Wen Zicheng would definitely not run down the mountain to find him, and come to Song Youlin's house to look for someone.

"Fei Yang, do you have any antipyretic medicine? Grandpa Sun went out to fetch water this morning, and when he came back the bucket accidentally fell on him. He started to have a fever in the afternoon. His temperature was getting higher and higher, and he was getting confused. We had no choice but to come down to ask you if you had any antipyretic medicine. Your Grandpa Jiang also asked Uncle Meng to go to Jiang Jingcheng's house."

Hearing that Grandpa Sun had a fever, He Feiyang was also very worried. "I didn't bring any medicine with me when I went to the countryside. How about I go to the team leader to borrow a bicycle and take Grandpa Sun to the hospital?"

Wen Zicheng shook his head. "I'm afraid it won't work. Even if we were sent down to the countryside, the hospital wouldn't dare treat us, and they can't even issue us a letter of introduction."

Song Shuangshuang next door had already woken up. When she heard the noise in this room, she went out to ask Song Youlin if he had brought any medicine. He had a head injury before, so he should have some painkillers.

She remembered that Analgin could both relieve pain and reduce fever.