The young educated youth is the king of melon eating

"Yang Zhiqing was in a lot of pain and said she might feel better after a good night's sleep. I was afraid someone would disturb her sleep, but you came up and kicked her. Yang Zhiqing must have been frightened awake by the loud noise."

Zhao Hong jumped up and down while taking a breath. The door was so strong that it hurt her feet.

"Zhao Zhiqing, I've already prepared Yang Zhiqing's meal. Please bring it in. Don't tell her that I prepared it for her. Do you think she will calm down if you do that?"

Lin Fang looked like she was thinking of you, and Zhao Hong was confused as to what she was saying, but she seemed to understand that she wanted to thank Lin Fang.

"Thank you, Lin Zhiqing, you are such a rare kind person."

Zhao Hong was very touched. She thought that those who could help her with work were all good people, but unfortunately there were not many of them.

"You're welcome, I'll open the door for you, please come in."

After that, he winked at her and said, "I will help you if you have any problem." Zhao Hong was so touched. At this moment, Lin Fang was her good friend.

"Yang Zhiqing, Zhao Zhiqing is here to serve the meal. Hurry up and get up and eat something. You may feel better after eating. We still have to go find firewood in the afternoon."

Zhao Hong looked at Lin Fang who gently helped Yang Xin up. She thought Lin Fang was so thoughtful. She just needed a friend like her.

"Cough, cough, cough, Lin Fang, I'm in so much pain. Was there any movement at the door just now? I feel like I've fainted from the pain. I was half asleep but couldn't wake up."

Lin Fang looked a little tired. "Why are you coughing? You just sprained your ankle, not tuberculosis!"

Yang Xin, who had been taught a lesson, looked weak and like he was about to collapse at any moment.

I just sprained my ankle, is it that serious?

Zhao Hong thought she was being pretentious.

"Zhao Zhiqing, please bring the food over. I'll go collect firewood with you guys this afternoon after I finish eating."

"Yang Zhiqing, you should take a rest this afternoon. Why are you still making things difficult for yourself when things are already like this? Zhao Zhiqing and I will help you with your share."

After saying that, he winked at Zhao Hong and said, "I'm helping you, otherwise you would have to do this job alone."

"No, why should she? She twisted her ankle and it was like the sky was falling. Can she still be alive when she goes to work next year?"

Lin Fang looked very disappointed and walked over to whisper to her.

"If Yang Zhiqing goes to the hospital for a checkup, who will pay for it? She can't walk back and forth, she has to take a bullock cart, who will pay for it? Even if it's not serious, she will definitely need to be fixed and get some medicine, who will pay for it then?"

Zhao Hong's mind was suddenly filled with the question "Who will pay for this?" She shook her head to get rid of this question. Whoever wants to pay can pay, but she won't pay.

"Thank you, Lin Zhiqing, you are such a good person. OK, let's do it this afternoon."

With He Yan, such a scumbag, in the face, Lin Fang, who saves money for her, becomes more and more adorable.

Zhao Hong unilaterally announced that from now on Lin Fang would be her good sister, and whoever dared to bully her would be just that.

Zhao Hong, who had gained a good sister, returned to the main room in a proud and confident manner.

"Where's my meal?"

The big iron basin was empty, where was her corn paste?

"Which bastard drank my corn porridge?" He Yan lowered her head and said nothing. After finishing the last sip, she stood up and prepared to go to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

"You bastard, we agreed that you won't have any food today, and you actually dared to drink my porridge, you better spit it out!"

Zhao Hong was now getting more and more adept at beating He Yan, and she slapped her as she spoke.

"Your name wasn't written on the porridge, and you were gone for so long that I thought you had finished eating in the hut."

He Yan dodged with the bowl in her hand. The porridge had already been finished, so she could make a fuss as she pleased. He Yan was used to it.

The first time I felt embarrassed by so many people, now I am fearless