Chuan Shu 80: I am doing scientific research on the island

Wu Xiuzhi threw the clothes in her hands around. Old Man Song couldn't stand it anymore and said displeasedly, "If you don't want to sew, don't sew. Anyway, the clothes are too torn and can't be worn anymore."

"What can't you wear? You've just had a few good days and have you forgotten about hardship and simplicity?" Wu Xiuzhi rolled her eyes at him and said angrily.

"I haven't forgotten my roots. Look how many new clothes I've bought over the years."

The old woman was holding a coat full of patches, but he didn't mind others laughing at him. He was reluctant to spend the money his son earned while working hard in the army.

But Wu Xiuzhi spent all her idle energy on a piece of clothing, and he really couldn't bear it.

"Give it to me quickly. It will be smashed in a while and it will be completely unwearable."

Wu Xiuzhi hummed and looked at the clock on the wall.

"What time is it? You're not back yet? You go to the city as soon as the holidays come, and you never think about helping the family with any work."

Old Man Song glared at her and took a puff of dry smoke, "We all agree with them to do business, so don't say such depressing words. Should you come back?"

The whole room was filled with the choking smell of dry smoke. Wu Xiuzhi fanned distractedly, "You should smoke less, it's going to kill you."

As they were talking, someone shouted to them outside the house.

"Uncle, go and have a look. Qianqian fell into the sea. Wenhao went down to save her, but he hasn't come up yet."

what?
With a "bang" sound, the pipe pot in Old Man Song's hand hit the ground. He grabbed the person who came to report the message, "What did you say?"

"Oh, uncle, hurry up and take a look. I heard that Qianqian can't swim. The trench in the west is deep and the wind is still strong tonight..."

Old Man Song and his wife crawled to the place where Lin Qianqian fell into the water. They lay on the cliff and looked down. Their eyes were dark and they couldn't see anything.

The young people in the village who are good at water have already gone down to look for people. The wind and waves are too strong, and the water is deep and there are whirlpools. No matter how brave they are, they are still afraid to go.

"Oh my God, why don't you open your eyes and take a look at my son and my daughter-in-law!"

Wu Xiuzhi sat on the ground and cried loudly. Damn it, why did such a disaster happen to their family? "Auntie, stop crying. The literary hero has come out and Qianqian has been found."

what?
Upon hearing this, Wu Xiuzhi quickly got up. When Song Wenhao and Song Wenhao were pulled up with a rope, Lin Qianqian closed her eyes tightly and her face was as pale as paper.

Having learned first aid in the army, Song Wenhao gave his beloved wife artificial respiration regardless of his scratches.

Finally, with a "wow" sound and a few spits of water, some color returned to Lin Qianqian's face.

"Literary, literary giant."

"Stop talking, let's go home. Mom, stop crying and quickly make some ginger soup to warm Qianqian's body."

"Hey, okay! Go home quickly. Just be fine."

Finally, all the spectators dispersed, and Lin Qianqian lay weakly on the kang, her mind groggy.

"Wenhao, I, I feel like someone wants to harm me."

"Ah? Qianqian, why do you think so? Who wants to harm you?"

Lin Qianqian shook her head, "I don't know, I felt something hit my ankle at that time, otherwise I wouldn't have lost my balance and slid down the hillside."

Song Wenhao lifted the quilt and took a look. There were no marks on Lin Qianqian's ankles. There were scratches on her thighs, back and arms, and her face.

"You may have remembered wrongly. The rocks in that place were very loose. It's all my fault. You had to take a shortcut, otherwise you wouldn't have suffered this disaster."

"Someone must be harming me. My sixth sense has always been very good."

Seeing that he didn't believe her words, Lin Qianqian said anxiously.

"Let's not discuss this for now. You have a good sleep and I will go to school to ask for leave for you tomorrow." (End of Chapter)