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what?

Meng Wantang's eyes were dull. She heard some nonsense.

Who said a woman can remain a widow her entire life?

Why can't women pursue happiness?

Meng Wantang rolled her eyes, turned and left.

Back in the ward, Meng Wantang saw the man lying on the hospital bed, walked over aggressively, held his wrist and took his pulse.

After a while, she narrowed her eyes and said coldly: "Turn over and let me take a look at your waist."

Lu Qingye was confused.

"Is it convenient for me to check him out?" Meng Wantang did not regard him as her man, but as a patient.

Lu Qingye didn't know.

She obviously hated herself the most, but now not only did she personally take care of him, but now she also wanted to look at his waist.

Meng Wantang waited impatiently and said, "Check your waist. Why are you taking such a long time? Turn over and lie down quickly."

Lu Qingye did as he was told.

Meng Wantang raised her hand and poked his waist twice, and said in a solemn tone, "Does it hurt here?"

"It doesn't hurt."

"What about here?"

"It doesn't hurt either."

"Then I'll press a few more places. If it hurts, just squeak."

Meng Wantang poked acupuncture points in several places at once as he spoke, with a solemn expression that made Lu Qingye suspect that he had a terminal illness.

"Is this disease incurable?"

Lu Qingye frowned and planned to sit up.

"do not move!"

Meng Wantang pressed down with one finger and pushed the person back.

"It doesn't hurt here either?"

"It doesn't hurt." Lu Qingye asked him, "What did the doctor say?"

"Nothing to say."

"You didn't react like you said nothing."

Meng Wantang gave him a strange look: "The doctor said that you may not be able to have children in the future."

"???"

Lu Qingye suspected that he heard wrongly.

He was startled, and subconsciously wanted to reach down, but in the end he restrained himself.

"Oh."

He was calm on the face, but he had already stirred up huge waves in his heart.

Meng Wantang added: "I think that doctor is just a Mongolian doctor. He has no real skills and cannot see the disease. If you have a headache and a fever, I will probably just give you some painkillers or drink some painkillers and that will be it." . No matter how difficult the disease is, I probably won’t be able to cure it.”

Lu Qingye, who was in a false alarm: "..."

He was almost impulsive.

"Can you leave?" Meng Wantang asked him.

Lu Qingye also went to the toilet in the morning, so he was naturally able to leave.

"can."

"Really?" Meng Wantang suspected that he wanted to go back to save money. "You don't have to think about going back just to save money. The money you gave your parents is enough for you to stay in the hospital for several days."

Lu Qingye: "..."

He got up and got out of bed, cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

Meng Wantang said disgustedly: "Sit down quickly. If you really want to go back, I'll ask Qinghe to get a cart to take you back."

Anyway, the Mongolian doctor in the health center is not as good as her medical skills.

"Alright."

Lu Qingye sat back down again, his face getting uglier.

Hold on!

Are all men so obsessed with face?

Meng Wantang carried the things and walked out: "I'll take all these things back and give you the money. I'll ask Qinghe to pick you up later."

Lu Qingye said in a deep voice, "Well, you don't have to come."

Meng Wantang went back and told Lu Qinghe about this matter. Lu Qinghe went home and went to the cart without saying anything. He didn't come by himself. He met Lu Qinghai on the way and asked Lu Qinghai to come with him.

Within half an hour, Lu Qingye was lying on the kang of his home.

The three children are not at home.

Goudan and Gou Sheng took Xiaopang to weed the cornfield, leaving Meng Wantang alone at home.

"Sister-in-law, let's go first, we have to go to work." Lu Qinghe sent the people there and took Lu Qinghai away.

Meng Wantang looked at the man with a disheveled face and shook his head: "While you are recovering from your injuries these days, drink the medicine as well."

Lu Qingye: "..."

Meng Wantang poured a glass of water and placed it within reach of Lu Qingye.

"I went out to work, and you lay down at home. I put the water here for you, and I also left a book for you to pass the time."

Only then did Lu Qingye notice that she was wearing old clothes and a gauze scarf on her head. What was different from being beaten was that she also wrapped her face completely before walking out with the little hoe.

Meng Wantang goes to work?

Telling it can scare people to death.

Who doesn’t know that Meng Wantang hasn’t done any work since she went to the countryside?

After marrying into their family, she never went out to work.

Meng Wantang came to the field fully armed, looked at the people working, and walked up to the scorer.

"Little sister, give me a piece of land."

When Lu Xiaoyan heard this, her pupils instantly shook.

"You... what did you say?"

"I said you give me a piece of land and I have to work. What's wrong? Is there any problem?" Meng Wantang said so confidently that Lu Xiaoyan still felt that there was something wrong with her.

Lu Xiaoyan shook her head, pointed to the area next to her and said, "No one is working on this area, why don't you do it first?"

"Row."

Meng Wantang said and walked in.

Lu Xiaoyan looked at her squatting there and working seriously, and thought she was hallucinating.

There happened to be a daughter-in-law passing by, and she stretched out her hand to grab her.

"Sister-in-law, look who this person is? Do you know him?"

The little daughter-in-law who was grabbed glanced at Meng Wantang and said in surprise: "What's wrong with her? Why is she still here to work? He has been in our village for five or six years, and I have never seen him before. She's working in the fields. What a ghost."

Lu Xiaoyan thought to herself that she had just seen a ghost.

"I thought I was hallucinating just now." Lu Xiaoyan did not dare to speak loudly, and whispered to the little wife.

The little wife suddenly remembered something and pulled Lu Xiaoyan aside to talk about it.

"I heard that Lu Qingye was washed away during the flood yesterday."

"The man was found, but he is lying in the hospital." Lu Xiaoyan knew this.

The little daughter-in-law said mysteriously: "Do you think Lu Qingye is paralyzed? She has no hope, so she is forced to come here to work?"

Lu Xiaoyan felt that what this sister-in-law said made sense.

"Can't you?"

"What if."

They both looked at Meng Wantang with a little gloating.

I felt that it was a joy.

Meng Wantang's hearing was very sensitive, so the two of them thought she spoke very quietly, but in fact she heard them all. Meng Wantang's lips curled up in a sarcastic arc, and she turned her back to the two of them and said, "I'm sorry, my man is not paralyzed. He sprained his waist to save someone, and he will be fine in a few days."

Lu Xiaoyan and the little wife froze, but they didn't expect Meng Wantang to hear them.

She pushed the little daughter-in-law, and the two of them ran away.

Meng Wantang sneered lightly.

There was no television in this era, let alone mobile phones. The only entertainment was gossiping and watching other people’s jokes.

When other people's families are not doing well, they feel comfortable.

As luck would have it, their house happened to be a lot more lively.

They are all made by the original author.

If the original owner were here, give her two hoes, high and low.

"Meng Wantang."

Rourou's voice is charming and charming, which makes people feel chilled to the core.

Meng Wantang turned back curiously and saw that the loose gown in front of her could not even cover her perky breasts. She couldn't help but look down at her own breasts.