Spontaneous Combustion

In the remaining three months, Ruan Wei experienced many unimaginable plots.

The third village he visited with the project team has a very down-to-earth name-Minjiapo.

The village is located in a hilly area, with tea planting as its main economic pillar. In the early years, it became the source of supply for several well-known tea brands. It is a well-known poverty alleviation demonstration village in ten miles and eight townships.

Not long after Ruan Wei and his companions Zong Yuan and Xiao Juan settled down, their area encountered a rare continuous rainstorm, which was related to the last typhoon "Yuheng" in September.

A large amount of accumulated water could not be drained out, resulting in medium-scale waterlogging and landslides in the terraced fields. It was not the most terrible natural disaster, but it made the villagers quite frightened and sighed for the lost tea seedlings.

A single flood can destroy a year's harvest and affect the fate of all families in the village.

Ruan Wei asked Xiaojuan to stay in the village to appease the women and children. He and Zong Yuan braved the heavy rain to help the villagers clear ditches and save the stock in the warehouse.

On the third day of work, the rain finally eased, and the whole village worked together to minimize the loss.

Ruan Wei had just washed his muddy calf when he heard an urgent letter from someone to the village head.

The vehicle responsible for transferring the tea to the drying area had an accident. Due to the slippery road, the front of the vehicle fell into the mud beside the road. The door could no longer be opened, and if it sank again, it would fall into the cistern on the side. Not only could the goods be lost , the driver will also be in danger.

In a village with high mountains and far away rivers, it is too late to wait for a professional rescue team.

The emergency was dealt with urgently. The village head quickly summoned several strong men to the accident site to rescue the driver and the vehicle. Ruan Wei and Yan Zongyuan also followed.

After arriving at the scene, the soft silt made it difficult to even stand, and the plan to push the car back to its original position was quickly passed.

Ruan Wei's brain was running fast, commanding and dispatching calmly in the face of danger:

"Let's look around for some hard rocks first, the more the better, Da Zhuang and Sixi, you go back to the warehouse and bring all the poles for picking goods, you want the strongest."

The anxious villagers had a backbone, and they scattered in a blink of an eye to complete their own tasks separately.

Everyone is a hard-working and capable man, and it took less than half an hour to collect all the tools.

The stones just picked up were all placed around the front wheels of the vehicle. Everyone stacked up the poles to act as a solid lever. Using the stones as a fulcrum, the ends of the force arms pressed down hard together to raise the wheels.

Fortunately, the small bread used for delivery is not heavy, within the range that can be shaken by manpower.

Ruan Wei and Yan Zongyuan continued to fill the wheels with stones quickly, and with a sound like this, the front wheels of the vehicle finally came out of the mud step by step. The driver put the reverse gear and slowly stepped on the accelerator, and returned to the On the concrete country road.

After being completely out of danger, Ruan Wei breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly felt a sense of exhaustion all over his body.

Yan Zongyuan exclaimed: "Brother Ruan, your arm is bleeding."

Ruan Wei looked down and saw that the inside of the forearm might have been scratched by the sharp edge of the stone, and a long cut was drawn out, and the blood that kept gushing out was immediately washed away by the rain.

Ruan Wei didn't have time to be distracted from the emergency just now, and it was only when Zong Yuan mentioned it that Ruan Wei realized the severe pain.

Ruan Wei gritted his teeth, and hid his injured left arm under his armpit, so as not to be washed by the rain again.

"It's okay, let's go back and deal with it now."

Ruan Wei did not expect that Yan Zongyuan, a traitor, would tell Shen Tingmo everything that happened that day that night.

As for how the two of them met, even Ruan Wei was not sure.

About one time Zong Yuan answered Shen Tingmo's call for him. At that time, Ruan Wei was busy with other things, so he didn't know what the two of them were talking about.

It seems that director Shen is getting more and more sociable, and he wins over his little brother as his own with just one phone call, which is really admirable.

During the video call, Ruan Wei, who pretended to be calm, waved his right hand carelessly and said:

"It's okay, it's just a little flesh injury, don't make a fuss."

Shen Tingmo checked the bandage on his arm, his complexion was still dark:

"I can't touch the water anymore, honestly ask for leave and rest for a few days."

"Good der! Be sure to follow the boss' instructions."

On the morning of the third day, Shen Tingmo actually rushed to Minjiapo and appeared in front of Ruan Wei without warning.

Ruan Wei was so frightened that he staggered. Instead of resting as agreed, he dragged his only right arm to help the secretary of the village committee count supplies and record data.

Shen Tingmo smiled angrily: "Oh, you are physically disabled and strong."

Ruan Wei said nonchalantly: "Ha... haha... why are you here?"

Shen Tingmo skipped him straight away, and after explaining the situation to the village officials, he grabbed Ruan Wei by the back of the neck and took him back to recuperate.

As soon as he stepped out of the gate, Shen Tingmo asked, "Who bandaged you?"

"The barefoot doctor in the village."

"..."

Shen Tingmo's blood pressure skyrocketed, and his back molars were clenched. He borrowed a van from Yan Zongyuan and took Ruan Wei to the regular hospital in the town for treatment.

"How did you come here?" Ruan Wei sat in the back seat and asked timidly.

"..."

Take the plane to the provincial capital, train to the city, then transfer to the bus to the town, and then take a small bread to Minjiapo, and you have to calculate the time difference between the transfers between the various modes of transportation.

It took a total of 28 hours. Without an actuary qualification, it is impossible to calculate such a tight itinerary.

Shen Tingmo was so angry that his brain hurt and he didn't want to say a word.

Arriving at the hospital, the doctor removed the bandage on Ruan Wei's arm, checked the depth of the wound, and quickly came to a conclusion:

"Young man, you have a big heart. You don't know how to stitch such a long hole?"

Shen Tingmo still had a dark face, but when Ruan Wei was sewing stitches, he reached out to cover his eyes and let him retract into his arms.

"Grass..." The needle pierced through the flesh, Ruan Wei couldn't help moaning in pain.

On Bai Shengsheng's arm, the dark red scar looked shocking.

The corners of Shen Tingmo's lips were tightly pursed, and his fingertips were trembling, as if it hurt more than Ruan Wei himself.

After tying up the thread, the doctor threw the blood-stained cotton ball into the tray, applied the medicine and rewrapped a new bandage, explaining:

"I'll make an order for you, go get some anti-inflammatory and painkillers, the wound is a little infected."

"Hmm." Shen Tingmo hugged the pale Ruan Wei tightly, feeling extremely distressed.

"The medicine was changed every three days, and the stitches were removed after two weeks."

The doctor sighed: "You must take good care of it. If you don't deal with it in time, you may leave scars in the future."

Back in the village, Shen Tingmo and Ruan Wei went back to the small farmyard where he temporarily lived to rest.

After taking the medicine, Ruan Wei huddled on the edge of the bed and moaned: "It didn't hurt that much at first, but the stitches are like a second blow."

"Let you learn a lesson," Shen Tingmo called hot water, wiped his body clean, took off his shoes and socks and let him lie on the bed.

Ruan Wei's head was sluggish, and she didn't forget to play tricks: "I need a loving hug to restore my vitality."

"You, you..." Shen Tingmo shook his head helplessly, and leaned over to place a light kiss on his forehead.

"I'll wash it first, and then I'll hug you."

Shen Tingmo was exhausted all the way, and he took a hasty shower in the simple bathroom of the farmhouse, and went back to Ruan Wei's bedroom to lie down with him.

Ruan Wei quickly noticed Shen Tingmo's green and black stubble and the bloodshot eyes, and his heart skipped a beat: "How long have you not slept?"

"..."

Shen Tingmo, who hadn't closed his eyes all day and night, avoided Ruan Wei's injured arm, and carefully hugged his waist. Before he could reply, he fell into a deep sleep.

Amid the reassuring smell and the warmth of his lover, Shen Tingmo slept soundly this time.

Ruan Wei stared at this thoughtful face for a while, the exhaustion accumulated from many days of hard work suddenly hit her, her eyelids gradually clenched, and she fell asleep.

At dusk, a knock on the door awakened the two who were sleeping with their necks together.

Shen Tingmo put on his coat and went to open the door. A shy little girl stood at the door. She looked like she was only seven or eight years old, holding a basket of ingredients in her arms, including eggs, vegetables, and even a chicken that had been killed.

"Excuse me...is Officer Ruan here?" the girl asked timidly.

"Well," Shen Tingmo gave way to welcome the little girl into the house.

Ruan Wei yawned and sat up, seeing the vegetables in the little girl's arms, she was also at a loss.

"Ruan... Officer Ruan, I am Xu Daqiang's daughter, thank you... thank you for saving my father."

"Ah?" Ruan Wei thought for a while before confirming that Xu Daqiang was the driver they rescued by the pool together.

The little girl blushed and said, "I heard that you were injured. My mother asked me to bring these dishes to nourish your body."

Without giving Ruan Wei a chance to refuse, the little girl put the vegetable basket on the table, shyly wrung her fingers and said:

"Chicken soup... can promote wound recovery. The chickens are raised by our family. They grew up eating bugs and rice. They taste very good. My mother said that eating them can raise people."

Ruan Wei scratched the back of her head: "Ha, thank you so much, thank your parents for me."

"Ok!"

The little girl smiled sweetly, turned around to leave, but was stopped by Ruan Wei:

"What's your name, little girl?"

"My name is Tingting, Xu Tingting!"

The little girl turned around and replied with a smile, revealing two cute little canine teeth.

After a good night's sleep in the afternoon, both of them couldn't fall asleep at night.

Ruan Wei's stomach was rumbling because the local chicken soup he drank at dinner was swaying, the little girl didn't brag, the taste was really delicious.

Shen Tingmo rubbed his stomach to promote digestion: "Does your arm still hurt?"

"Such a small injury may heal tomorrow. It depends on how nervous you are."

Ruan Wei hummed in comfort, and suddenly mentioned the little girl in the afternoon:

"What do you think of Xu Tingting?"

Shen Tingmo quickly followed his escape thinking: "It's cute and smart."

Ruan Wei narrowed her eyes and imagined: "Tell me, do parallel worlds really exist in this world?"

"Ok?"

"Perhaps Tingting is Tingting in the parallel world. We saved her father. She will always be happy and grow up carefree."

Shen Tingmo was stunned and didn't answer.

Maybe, if his parents could have been saved back then...

Ruan Wei interrupted Shen Tingmo's thoughts: "Don't you think so, Brother Tingting."

"Well," Shen Tingmo stopped imagining, the happiness in front of him is enough for him to be grateful, and he shouldn't think about it anymore.

Ruan Wei said again: "By the way, I want to donate a sum of money to Minjiapo in my own name, and use the foundation's channel."

"why?"

Shen Tingmo was puzzled. The foundation itself should be able to handle disasters like the one encountered in Minjia Village, and Ruan Wei didn't need to pay for it out of his own pocket.

Ruan Wei raised his eyebrows: "We have to go through the approval process, and we have to wait for someone to investigate. The heavy rain didn't just hit this one place. We rank them according to the degree of damage. It's Minjiapo's turn and we don't even know what year and month it will be."

Shen Tingmo is clear, Ruan Wei is kind-hearted, and has built a true relationship with the villagers through the adversity, so naturally he can't bear to see everyone lose everything because of the disaster:

"Are you going to dip into the trust fund?"

"Forty to fifty thousand a month is not enough. I want to donate a little more, at least to help everyone reimburse the tea seedlings for the coming year."

"Do you need me to lend you?"

"What are you borrowing, you forgot, I still have a special fund for marriage and love."

"Ok?"

Ruan Wei blinked brightly: "Father of the gold master, please tell me the truth first. If I get a marriage certificate, how much money can I get?"

"..."

"I'm sorry, my wife had to take it to do some important things first."

Ruan Wei hooked Shen Tingmo's neck and shook, with a clever and playful expression on his face:

"So, wife, why don't we get married."

Half Candy Tea

Wei Zai: How about this proposal?

Mr. Shen: Think it over before you talk, who is the wife?

Babies, are you sweet enough? Let me tell you a ghost story: there are three more chapters to finish!