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

After hearing this, Song Shuangshuang and Song Youlin didn't know what to say. At that time, many people had indeed suffered persecution and even lost their lives.

I can only sigh that it’s a good thing that Wen Zicheng came to Jiangjia Village, otherwise I really don’t know what the result would be.

"The food I took from you tonight was also for Uncle Wen. I gave him money but he refused to take it. I could only give him some firewood and food so that he could work less and get more nutrition. In the past few years... he has lost a lot of weight."

When he spoke of the latter part, He Feiyang couldn't help but choked up.

Song Youlin patted He Feiyang on the shoulder and comforted him, saying that everything would be over.

He and Song Shuangshuang both knew that all this would pass sooner or later, and as long as they held on, they would see the light one day.

"Don't worry. Didn't Jiang Jingcheng say today that he would exchange Uncle Wen's money for cotton? That way he would have an easier time this winter." Song Shuangshuang knew that Jiang Jingcheng had some connections. If that didn't work, she would try to get some cotton and have He Feiyang deliver it.

They are all people who have contributed to the country, so the more you can help, the better. It will also be worthy of your conscience.

However, thinking about the encounter with the wild boar today, Song Shuangshuang still told He Feiyang that it would be best not to go up the mountain at night in the next few days to prevent encountering wild animals again. If not, they could go up the mountain together one night to bring some food to Uncle Wen.

No matter how you look at it, Uncle Wen can be considered the lifesaver of Song Shuangshuang and her brother.

"Thank you." He Feiyang didn't know how to thank Song Shuangshuang.

If others heard the word "cowshed", they would probably think it was unlucky and stay away from her, but she actually took the initiative to say that she wanted to send him something. He would remember this friendship for the rest of his life.

After spending so much time on the mountain, it was almost 12 o'clock, and Song Shuangshuang asked He Feiyang to go back to sleep quickly.

She seemed to have never slept so late since going to the countryside.

After He Feiyang left, Song Shuangshuang asked Song Youlin if he was injured. She saw Song Youlin almost being hit by a wild boar several times while standing in the tree.

"I'm fine. Sister, how are you? Should I stay with you for one night?" Song Youlin was worried that Song Shuangshuang would have a nightmare.

Song Shuangshuang's face got a little hot, and she said that they were not children anymore and didn't need him to accompany her.

Song Shuangshuang lay on the kang and recalled how Jiang Jingcheng had caught her today, and how their faces were so close...

It was the first time for her to be hugged by a boy other than her brother, especially since Song Youlin grew up, it seemed that this had never happened again.

Song Shuangshuang touched her face and then her heart. She felt her face was very hot and her heartbeat was much faster than usual.

Jiang Jingcheng had saved me several times before, but I never felt this way before.

She must have been frightened today...

Well, that’s right!

Song Shuangshuang rolled around on the kang like a pancake, unable to fall asleep.

Jiang Jingcheng's reaction was similar to Song Shuangshuang's. He would have fallen asleep long ago, but today he just couldn't fall asleep. Whenever he closed his eyes, the small floral patterns that he had been dreaming about for a while appeared.

Outside the house, Jiang's father and mother had cleaned up the yard. Jiang Xuyang also returned to the house. He had not fallen asleep yet.

Jiang Xuyang tiptoed back to the room for fear of waking up his brother. But when he entered the room, he saw his brother looking at the ceiling with his eyes open.

"Brother, why aren't you asleep yet?" It's already midnight.

Jiang Jingcheng didn't want to pay attention to him. He closed his eyes, turned over, and tried to fall asleep.

Then...the small floral patterns appeared again, and they were a little bigger.

The next morning, Song Shuangshuang appeared in the kitchen with dark circles under her eyes.

When Song Youlin got up, he saw that Song Shuangshuang had already prepared breakfast and she didn't ask him to sit in the main room to eat.

"Why didn't you call me?"

"You seemed too tired yesterday, so I wanted you to sleep a little longer. Hurry up and wash up and come over for dinner. We have to go up the mountain with He Feiyang and Tan Anjing later." He yawned as he said that.

When Song Youlin came over and took a look, he knew that Song Shuangshuang did not sleep much last night. He wanted her to have a good sleep at home in the morning and not go up the mountain yet.

Song Shuangshuang yawned again and said that it was nothing. She would be refreshed when she got out.

She counted sheep for a long time last night but couldn't fall asleep. It was almost dawn when she fell asleep. She didn't sleep for a while before her biological clock woke her up again.

When Tan Anjing and He Feiyang came, Song Shuangshuang was yawning. Seeing her like this, Tan Anjing also asked her what was wrong.

Song Shuangshuang helplessly replied with two words: "Insomnia"

After saying that, he yawned again.

Although He Feiyang knew the inside story, he couldn't tell her. He also asked her to sleep at home for the morning and not go anywhere. It would be the same for the three of them to collect firewood.

The three of them took turns to persuade her, and Song Shuangshuang raised her hands in surrender. She said thank you for the hard work of the three of them, and then yawned and went into the house.

By the time the three of them came back from the mountain, Song Shuangshuang had already prepared a table of dishes.

All are vegetarian.

"We ate too much meat yesterday, so I made more vegetables." The truth is, when she saw the meat, she thought of the broken brains on the floor last night...

It's really disgusting.

He Feiyang did not miss Song Shuangshuang's expression of trying hard to suppress discomfort, and guessed the reason.

"How can you eat meat every day? Just eat it every few days."

Tan Anjing asked Song Shuangshuang if she wanted to take a nap in the afternoon. Song Shuangshuang said that she had already rested well and would go up the mountain with them in the afternoon.

Not long after dinner, there was a knock on Song Shuangshuang's door.

"Song Zhiqing, your flashlight."

Jiang Jingcheng had just returned from the black market. He went home and put down the basket and brought a flashlight to Song Shuangshuang. He should have come back earlier, but he got up late and didn't come back until noon.

"When I found it yesterday, it was still shiny and not damaged."

Jiang Jingcheng handed the flashlight to Song Shuangshuang, and their fingertips accidentally touched.

They both withdrew their hands at the same time, and the flashlight fell to the ground without anyone catching it.

Jiang Jingcheng squatted down and picked up the flashlight. He wiped it twice before handing it to Song Shuangshuang. "Check it again."

Song Shuangshuang pushed the switch, and it went off.

Song Shuangshuang: “…” What bad luck.

She only has this one flashlight, and if she wants to buy a new one she has to use an industrial ticket.

"I didn't catch it just now. How about I take it back and fix it for you?"

Song Shuangshuang said "Huh?" and thought to herself, Jiang Jingcheng can also repair flashlights? Does he have the tools?

"I'll try to fix it myself. It was my fault for not catching it. If I can't fix it, I'll bother you again."

After that, Song Shuangshuang used traditional Chinese techniques on the flashlight...

Song Shuangshuang was seen holding the flashlight and knocking on the door twice. After that, she took out the battery, rubbed it on her clothes, and then put it back in.

After the set of moves, Jiang Jingcheng was dumbfounded. Is it possible to practice like this?

Song Shuangshuang didn't care. If it was broken, it was the life of the flashlight. She would just think of it as someone who died on the mountain yesterday to save her and Song Youlin.

As for whether wiping the battery would help, she didn't know.

Give it a try.

After the batteries were installed, Song Shuangshuang pushed the switch - it lit up!

The older generation was right, this trick really works.

"Look, it's fixed. I won't bother you anymore."

Jiang Jingcheng: "...Yes, okay."