Rebirth at 70: I am the rough man’s treasure

"I'm fine, don't come in!"

Yang Xiaotian panicked and said quickly.

Wu Shengqian looked at the flickering fire in the room, how could he feel relieved?

He said anxiously: "If you don't let me in, you have to tell me, what's wrong with you? Why are you getting up again? Are you firing in the middle of the night?"

"I……"

At that time, it was very taboo for women to have menstruation and they couldn't talk about it.

Yang Xiaotian was about to stamp her feet anxiously, and said with a cry: "Oh, don't ask, I'm fine anyway...hiss!"

As he spoke, a sharp pain emerged, and Yang Xiaotian held her stomach and took a breath.

This sound was heard by Wu Shengqian. He no longer cared about anything else. He broke the door bolt in the room with a push of his big hand and walked in with a long stride.

Yang Xiaotian was startled and looked up at him blankly.

He first looked at Yang Xiaotian beside the stove fire. She looked fine and felt a little relieved.Then, he frowned and looked around, and finally found the pants crumpled into a ball and thrown into the corner under the kang.

Yang Xiaotian is a clean girl, why would she throw things away?

Wu Shengqian bent down to pick up the pants, and Yang Xiaotian shouted "goodbye", but it was already too late.

He shook his pants open with his big hands, and when he saw a deep stain of blood, there was an immediate "boom" in his head.

Yang Xiaotian bit her lip hard and hid her face under the palm, wishing she could find a crack in the ground to crawl in.

There was silence in the room.

There was only the crackle of burning wood.

Yang Xiaotian was so shy that she was about to say something to drive him away, but Wu Shengqian strode over to her, picked her up, and ran out without any explanation.

"Hey! What are you doing! Put me down!"

Yang Xiaotian was frightened and kept struggling in his arms.

Wu Shengqian hugged her as lightly as he held a fake doll, and ran out as fast as his feet. At the same time, he said anxiously: "You silly wife! Why didn't you tell me you were hurt? Did I... Injured?"

He asked the last sentence carefully.

Yang Xiaotian blinked and was stunned for a while before she understood what the injury he was talking about was about.

She didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and hurriedly patted his shoulder and said, "I'm not injured, go back quickly!"

"Why did you bleed so much when you weren't injured?"

Wu Shengqian didn't believe it.

"Then that's..." Yang Xiaotian curled her tongue several times before finally speaking out, "That's the blood I shed during menstruation!"

There was a "boom" in Wu Shengqian's head, and he was suddenly frozen in place.

He had already carried Yang Xiaotian out of the courtyard, and now he was standing on the dirt road at the door. There was not even a ghost around, making him look extremely stupid.

He entered a labor camp when he was a teenager and was surrounded by old men.

After he was released, he never found a woman, so how could he know whether he was menstruating or not?

I have some impression about women. I learned it from his mother a long time ago.

His mother was also secretive, and he knew very little. He only remembered that at this time, women loved to drink brown sugar water.

"If you know it, just let me go!"

Yang Xiaotian made a squirming sound, interrupting Wu Shengqian's thoughts.

He said "Oh" and was about to put her down on the ground stupidly, then he remembered that she didn't even put on her shoes, so he straightened up and hugged her tightly.

He said: "Let's carry you back, it's only two steps away."

"you……"

Yang Xiaotian wanted to argue, but was too lazy to struggle anymore, so she simply let her go.

The two returned to the house, and Wu Shengqian hugged her directly onto the kang. He blushed and said nothing, then went to the stove to boil water for her.

The red firelight illuminated his face, flickering on and off.

Yang Xiaotian glanced at him, feeling that some of the grievances and resentments she had just felt were taken away without her realizing it.

"The water is ready, what about... just wash up, I'm going out."

Wu Shengqian poured the water for her, turned around and walked out without looking at her.

However, when he reached the door, he suddenly turned around and asked, "Are you still angry with me?"

Yang Xiaotian pursed her lips and answered silently.

Wu Shengqian smiled bitterly, lowered his head and said, "It's my fault."

Then, the burly figure disappeared outside the door panel.

That night, Yang Xiaotian's stomach hurt from time to time, causing her to toss and turn and not sleep well at all.

As dawn approached, her pain subsided and she fell asleep.

So when she opened her eyes in the morning, the sun was already high.

The yard was quiet, and there was no sign of Wu Shengqian. He must have gone to work on the sheep farm.

Yang Xiaotian sighed and made herself a simple breakfast. After just two bites, she saw Wu Shengqian's head sticking out of the window.

She was startled and asked through the window: "Why haven't you gone out yet? You're at home, why didn't you come in? I didn't make your breakfast."

Wu Shengqian still looked the same as last night. He was sullen and said in a hoarse voice: "Aren't you still angry? I'm afraid that I will scare you again when I come in."

Yang Xiaotian: "..."

She didn't seem to be that angry.

"Don't tell me that I look like a tigress. This is your home. How can I stop you from entering?"

She said awkwardly.

Wu Shengqian immediately understood what she meant, grinned, and immediately opened the door and stepped in.

He held out a packet of brown sugar as if taking credit, gave it to Yang Xiaotian and said, "Here, drink some of this. I used to see my mother having a stomachache, so she drank the brown sugar ginger water and she felt better immediately."

Brown sugar is not cheap, costing [-] cents per pound.

Yang Xiaotian weighed the bag, which weighed three to four kilograms.

More importantly, where did he get the brown sugar this early in the morning?

"You...didn't you go to the supply and marketing cooperative in the middle of the night?"

she asked in disbelief.

Wu Shengqian scratched his head and said with a simple and honest smile: "In the morning, before it was time to open the door, I slammed the door and woke him up. The female saleswoman made me look bad and even charged me two cents more!"

Yang Xiaotian didn't care about this. She just stared at him and asked: "It's so far from home to the supply and marketing cooperative. It takes more than an hour to ride a bicycle. How do you run back and forth?"

"Hey, what's the point? People have legs, aren't they just for traveling?"

Wu Shengqian said indifferently.

But Yang Xiaotian lowered her head and unconsciously looked at his big feet.

His shoes were already worn out after such a long night walk, and now they had burrs flying around the edges, as if they were about to be broken.

Yang Xiaotian remembered that she was confused last night and seemed to hear some movement in the courtyard.

She thought it was a weasel and didn't pay attention, but she didn't expect...

The packet of brown sugar suddenly felt heavy to her, so she solemnly put it on the table and said she would drink it.

A smile appeared on Wu Shengqian's lips, and he asked again: "My dear wife, are you still angry this time?"

"I……"

Yang Xiaotian was very conflicted.

On the one hand, she resisted his affectionate behavior; on the other hand, she was very moved by his dedication.

When she was hesitating, a man in a Mao suit suddenly came to his door and knocked seriously.

Before they could ask, the man in uniform said coldly: "Wu Shengqian, come with me, Director Ma wants to see you."