As soon as she entered the room, the warmth in the room dispelled her coldness, making her breathe a sigh of relief.
Looking at Zhao Zheng lying on the bed with his legs crossed, she forced a smile, but she was so hungry that she said weakly, "Uncle Zhao!"
"Why are you here again?"
"Uncle, my third daughter has been feeling unwell these past two days. I've been taking care of her at home. I'll come over as soon as she feels better."
Zheng Chunmei explained, took off her straw sandals, and was about to go to bed, but was stopped by Zhao Zheng, "My feet are almost healed, let's go back."
Zheng Chunmei's expression changed, "Uncle, are you angry?"
"No." Zhao Zheng laughed. "I was busy on the mountain all night last night. I'm tired and want to sleep."
Zheng Chunmei knew he was talking nonsense as soon as he heard it. Zhao Zheng's voice was so loud and full of energy, how could he sound like someone who was sleepy?
He must have wanted to get me away and eat the meat secretly.
She looked at the tattered door, where a faint flicker of fire could be seen, unable to block the aroma of meat wafting out. "Uncle, next time I have something to do, I'll definitely tell you in advance. Please don't chase me away, okay?"
She knelt beside the bed, biting her lips, and mustered up the courage to massage Zhao Zheng's legs.
Seeing that Zhao Zheng didn't say anything, she was delighted.
At this moment, shame and moral integrity are not as real as eating meat.
The smell was driving her crazy.
If you have never been hungry, you will never know how it feels to be anxious and worried.
San Ya held the rations in her mouth, and she could even feel herself being sucked dry bit by bit, and not a single drop could be squeezed out.
"You don't have to force yourself. I've already said I won't make things difficult for your family anymore." Zhao Zheng pushed her hand away and said again, "Go back."
This time, Zheng Chunmei didn't say anything, but sobbed.
"Don't blackmail me." Zhao Zheng looked at her warily.
"I really feel bad." Zheng Chunmei cried, "Uncle, please, let me stay!"
Zhao Zheng sighed, "Okay, stop crying and press it."
Zheng Chunmei sniffed and immediately stopped crying, "Where do you want me to press today?"
"Just watch." Zhao Zheng closed his eyes.
Zheng Chunmei thought about it. Since Zhaodi and her sister-in-law were not around, she became a little bolder. She knelt down beside Zhao Zheng's head and whispered, "Uncle Zhao, I'm going to massage your head today. You, you put your head on my lap. This is how I massaged my husband when he was still alive."
"Isn't this inappropriate?" Zhao Zhengyi said sternly, "My leg is injured!"
Zheng Chunmei was furious. This Zhao Laosan was really a piece of shit.
I pressed his back, his legs, and his head. Is he being hypocritical now?
"You must be tired from going into the mountains last night. I'll massage your head to ensure you get a good night's sleep!"
"All right then."
Zhao Zheng put his head on Zheng Chunmei's legs and closed his eyes.
After a while, he felt the weapon approaching and hit his face.
Widow Zheng was so thin from starvation that not everyone could scam her.
Zheng Chunmei took the plunge. Seeing Zhao Zheng's enjoyment, she slowly brought the topic back to the tiger's human-carrying incident. "They've been searching all day and all night for the people from Xiaomao Village, but haven't found them. They've gone to the township to complain. Maybe the township will send people to hunt the tiger."
"That has nothing to do with me. I'm just a wounded soldier and it's not my turn to be called up." Zhao Zheng curled his lips. The person who was taken away by the tiger must be dead. The tiger, after eating and drinking its fill, must have run back to Zhuzui Mountain.
If Jinji Mountain is a bridgehead, then Zhuzui Mountain is a deep mountain forest in the true sense, which is much more dangerous than Jinji Mountain.
The government offices of this era cannot be described as rotten, they are simply rotten to the core.
"You've done your best, but the Ma hunter's family is unlucky. They didn't hunt the bear, and I'm afraid they'll face a lawsuit."
"Oh." Zhao Zheng replied perfunctorily.
Seeing that Zhao Zheng didn't respond, Zheng Chunmei was also very angry. "Oh, by the way, I heard from others that Liu Tieniu had an accident."
Zhao Zheng became interested. "Didn't he go to the countryside?"
"I went to the township, but the doctor there said that although we could save his life, we couldn't save his penis. If I wanted to save both his penis and his life, there might be a glimmer of hope if I went to the county to invite a famous doctor, but that would require a lot of medical fees, which ordinary people couldn't afford," said Zheng Chunmei.
"Where's Wu Yueying?"
"Their family is planning to sell their daughter." Zheng Chunmei said something that left Zhao Zheng speechless.
At this moment, the kitchen door suddenly opened and Zhang Xiao'e stood at the door. She asked anxiously, "What did you say? Who wants to sell their daughter?"
"The Wang family wants to sell their daughter to raise money for the Liu family." Zheng Chunmei was shocked.
"Sister Yueying hasn't even returned yet, how dare Wang Dazhi sell his daughter without telling her?"
"Isn't it the Liu family who's pushing for this?" Zheng Chunmei said, "I heard that Wang Dazhi has already contacted the Zhong family, saying that he wants to sell his two daughters to his youngest son as maids."
"What a jerk!" Zhang Xiao'e cursed. "Wang Dazhi was clearly the one who caused this trouble. It's one thing for him to not take responsibility, but he's even selling his daughter. Isn't he afraid of being criticized by the villagers?"
Zheng Chunmei smiled bitterly and said, "If he was afraid, would he do such a cowardly thing?"
"Sister Yueying endures this much because of the two children. These two children are her lifeblood. If they were sold to the Zhong family as slaves, she would definitely be heartbroken."
Zhang Xiao'e was so anxious, "I have to tell Sister Yueying about this."
Yang Zhaodi also came out, "Will it help if you tell her? What if it gets out and trouble comes back?"
Zhang Xiao'e hesitated, "Isn't it enough to just not let them know it was me who said it?"
Yang Zhaodi glanced at Zheng Chunmei and sighed, "Let's talk about this later. Come over and light the kang first."
"Sister-in-law, I..."
Yang Zhaodi pulled her over and closed the door immediately.
Zheng Chunmei laughed dryly and said, "Uncle, did I say something wrong?"
Zhao Zheng rubbed his hands without saying a word, adjusting his head to a comfortable position. However, when he smelled the scent of Zheng Chunmei, he couldn't help but frown, "It's been a long time since I took a shower. Next time I come, I'll take a shower. It's all gone bad."
As he said this, he distanced himself from her in disgust and let go of her hand.
Zheng Chunmei almost laughed out of anger. This old man, she didn't even despise him because of his age, but he actually dared to despise her?
"Uncle, I want to take a bath too, but we don't have enough firewood for cooking at home, and the weather is cold. It's easy to catch a cold if you take a bath. If you catch a cold, it will be troublesome." Zheng Chunmei complained: "I don't have such a warm earthen kang at home, nor do I have so much firewood..."
"I like to be clean. If you don't take a shower, you don't have to come next time." Zhao Zheng said.
Zheng Chunmei smiled bitterly, "Okay, then I'll wash it clean next time."
Zhao Zheng stretched and said, "Then go back."
Zheng Chunmei swallowed her saliva, reluctant to leave the warm earthen kang, nor the meat that hadn't yet reached her mouth. She hesitated for a moment, then pretended to be brave and said in a voice that only Zhao Zheng could hear,
"Uncle Zhao, I've only had a bowl of rice porridge these two days. I'm so hungry. Can you give me something to eat? I'll borrow it, okay?"