The poor girl from the 1970s was forced to kiss by the damp educated youth.

Chen Zhi's leg stopped hurting much on the third day after she was admitted to the hospital, but she didn't tell anyone, not even the doctor.

They say that a broken bone or tendon aches for a hundred days, so the hospital advised her to stay in bed all winter and not to run around or get out of bed in a hurry. Her uncle and mother were both there when the doctor gave these instructions, and they both heard them.

My mother didn't say anything, but my uncle readily agreed.

Once her uncle agrees, her grandmother won't go back on her word. In other words, Chen Zhi can stay in bed for several months to come.

Chen Zhi sneered inwardly. Her uncle was probably also worried that her legs would become bad and she would become a cripple, which would damage the family's reputation.

Chen Zhi lay on the oxcart, a thick, soft quilt beneath her. The sun was warm, making her feel cozy too. She hadn't bathed for seven days and felt like she was going to mold; this sunbathing would help get rid of the musty smell.

Back in the village, Chen Zhi encountered many villagers who kindly inquired about her leg. Her uncle smiled and said, "The doctor said Zhizhi's leg is recovering very well and she'll be fine."

The doctor didn't say that, but he did suggest that the family make some bone broth for Chen Zhi, but her uncle and mother ignored it.

Chen Zhi did not refute her uncle's words, but only sneered.

When they got back to their doorstep, Grandma lit a fire at the entrance, and Chen Zhi was carried by her uncle across the fire.

"Don't go back to the room, go to the shower room first," Chen Ye reminded her from the side, her face full of disgust, as if Chen Zhi were something dirty.

Chen Zhi wasn't angry; she was indeed not very clean.

The bathroom was small, only two square meters, with two buckets of water and two chairs, one higher and one lower. No one came in to help Chen Zhi take a bath. Chen Zhi took off her clothes herself, sat on the lower chair, and propped her leg, which was in a cast, on the higher chair.

She used a towel to scrub the mud off her body, leaving no part of the ground untouched except for her injured leg, and washed for more than half an hour.

After she finished washing and getting dressed, Chen Mu carried her back to her room.

Chen Zhi lay down on the bed. The sounds from outside came into the room intermittently. From the conversation of her family, she learned that she had spent seventy-two yuan on her treatment. She also learned that although seventy-two yuan had been spent on treating her leg, the family's plan to build a house had not been put on hold.

The mud bricks and thatch were almost ready; next, they needed to dig the foundation and go up the mountain to fetch stones.

But all of this has nothing to do with Chen Zhi.

Chen Zhi lay in bed every day, with three meals delivered to her room. She relieved herself in the chamber pot in her room, which her mother would empty and clean when she returned in the evening.

On the third day after Chen Zhi returned home, Xi Lang appeared outside Chen Zhi's room window with a lunchbox in his hand.

"How did you know I lived in this room?" Chen Zhi asked him, hopping on one foot to the window.

"I searched one by one." Xi Lang handed her the lunchbox and a handful of candy.

Chen Zhi expressed her gratitude, feeling incredibly fortunate to have made the deal with Xi Lang back then, which gave her the opportunity for an extra meal.

The multigrain pancakes were still hot, with plenty of oil, and smelled wonderful. Chen Zhi wondered if it was just her imagination, but today's multigrain pancakes seemed larger than usual.

After finishing two multigrain pancakes, Chen Zhi let out a satisfied burp.

"Tomorrow or at this time?" Xi Lang asked.

Chen Zhi nodded, "No one is home at this time."

Xi Lang didn't say anything and left.

With a large family, they worked quickly, and a room of more than 20 square meters was completed in a month.

The cast on Chen Zhi's leg was also removed. She didn't go to the hospital; her uncle used a kitchen knife to cut it off little by little.

"Listen to the doctor, don't get out of bed," the uncle instructed.

Chen Zhi hummed twice. Except for showering and going to the toilet, she stayed in bed the whole time. She was so bored she was practically sprouting buds, but she was patient and endured it without getting out of bed.

She was also afraid that she would become lame.

There are several lame people in their village, all of whom suffer from leg injuries as a result.

Chen Zhi didn't want to be crippled; she wanted to find herself a good family.

After being cooped up indoors for a month, Chen Zhi's complexion had become much fairer. She used to be dark-skinned and looked dirty, but now her skin was fair and smooth. However, she was still very thin, with hardly any flesh on her bones.

On the day the house was completed, the family invited Grandpa Chen's brother's family to dinner. They killed a chicken, and Chen Zhi was given a bowl of chicken soup. There were two chicken feet and several chicken necks in the soup.

Outside, it was bustling with activity, while Chen Zhi was inside gnawing on chicken necks and claws.

Another month passed, and the New Year was approaching. Chen Zhi was able to get out of bed and walk a few steps.

Her hair had grown longer, thick and black, and was much better than before, which was dry and yellow.

During the Spring Festival, Chen Zhi was able to eat one or two slices of pork every day.

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, married daughters returned to their parents' home. My aunt, Aunt Chen, and my eldest cousin's wife all returned to their parents' home. My eldest cousin and second cousin brought their children back. My eldest cousin brought a chicken, and my second cousin brought a piece of pork weighing more than two pounds. They also each brought some melon seeds, fruit candies, and biscuits.

The family also prepared snacks for guests, which were homemade roasted pumpkin seeds.

Chen Zhi wasn't in her room; she came to the main room, sat by the fire, and ate candy, biscuits, and sunflower seeds with everyone. She was quick and nimble-mouthed, eating more than the others, which earned her several glares from her grandmother, but she pretended not to notice.

"Eating so much will make you feel hot and bothered," Grandma said irritably.

Chen Zhi pretended not to hear. There were so many people here, and since her grandmother hadn't mentioned her by name, she assumed it wasn't her.

After finishing the cookies and candy, the other children couldn't sit still and wanted to go outside to play.

My eldest cousin has four sons, the oldest being nine and the youngest four. My second cousin has a son and a daughter, one six and the other five. They're at that playful age, and none of them can sit still.

After the children left, only Grandma, Chen Zhi, and her two cousins ​​remained by the fire.

"Big sister, something doesn't look right on you." The second cousin scrutinized her sister's face, and the more she looked, the more something seemed amiss. Her complexion was too yellow. Not only was her complexion yellow, but she had also lost weight.

My older cousin smiled and said, "My stomach has been a little upset lately, and I haven't had much of an appetite. I can't eat anything."

Grandma turned to look at her eldest granddaughter, her eyes filled with worry, "Have you taken her to the hospital?"

"I didn't go. I got a few packets of traditional Chinese medicine to drink. If it doesn't work, I'll go to the hospital after the New Year." My older cousin touched her face. She was indeed getting thinner every day, but she didn't take it to heart. She just thought it was because her stomach was uncomfortable and she would recover after a while.

Speaking of being thin, her cousin Chen Zhi across the table is even thinner than her.

"Is your cousin's leg better?" my older cousin asked.

Chen Zhi: "I can walk a few steps now. The doctor said I should rest more and use my legs less this winter."

Chen Zhi's relationship with her two older cousins ​​was so-so. In the two months since she broke her leg, neither of her cousins ​​came back to visit her or brought her anything.

"It's good that your leg is alright." My older cousin sighed. "Grandpa didn't do it on purpose, don't hold a grudge against him."

Chen Zhi twitched the corner of her mouth but didn't answer. She continued eating sunflower seeds, her eyes fixed on the flames. How could she not hate them?

Grandma killed the chicken that my eldest cousin brought back and also cut up the pork that my second cousin brought back. Today's meal was even more sumptuous than New Year's Eve's, and there were more people than on New Year's Eve, so we had two tables.

Chen Zhi was at the children's table.

Grandma didn't distribute the food at this meal; how much you could eat depended entirely on your own ability.

As soon as the food was served, all the children went to pick up meat. Chen Zhi also went to pick up meat, put it in her bowl, and only stopped when all the meat on the plate was gone.

The meat in Chen Zhi's bowl was piled high, which was actually the most meat he had picked up.

"Auntie, we are guests, why don't you give way to us a little?" the eldest cousin's son said unhappily.

Chen Zhi said expressionlessly, "My leg is injured, and I need to eat more meat to recover."

She eats very quickly. Today there's not only meat, but the vegetables with meat on them are also delicious. The faster she eats, the more she can eat.

The eldest nephew was about to say something when his older cousin spoke up, "What did Mom always teach you? To respect the elderly. Your aunt is an elder, you should be more considerate of her. It's just a few pieces of meat, she won't shortchange you."

That's a sarcastic remark.

The eldest nephew retorted, "You said you would love the young, so why doesn't Auntie love me, the younger generation?"

Chen Zhi remained unfazed. "Because of your aunt, I'm missing out on these few pieces of meat. I'm going crazy craving meat. Please be understanding of your aunt."

Snapped!

Grandpa Chen slammed his chopsticks on the table, his face darkening. "Eat your food and don't talk."

Chen Zhi didn't know how others ate their meal, but she herself was completely satisfied.

It's mid-March now.

Chen Zhi's leg has fully recovered, and she walks nimbly, just like before.

Her hair had grown to her ears, so she no longer needed to wear a hat to cover it up.

The brigade organized its members to cultivate the land. Chen Zhi didn't have to go to the fields, but she had to go to the mountains and the ridges of the fields to find wild vegetables and mushrooms.

The mountain blisters have sprouted, each one red and full of juice, and Chen Zhi can find quite a few every day.

Raspberries, also known as wild raspberries or red raspberries, are one of the most beloved wild fruits among the village children.

That day, Chen Zhi was picking wild raspberries when she saw Li Zhou'an not far away. He was sitting on the ground, clutching his leg, looking pained.

Li Zhou'an also saw Chen Zhi and smiled apologetically at her.

"Are you injured?" Chen Zhi walked towards him.

Li Zhou'an nodded, "I scratched a sharp rock."

He covered his wound with his hand, and bright red blood flowed from between his fingers.

Chen Zhi frowned; he was seriously injured.

Chen Zhi glanced around and saw a common weed a few meters away. She walked over, quickly picked some leaves, crushed them with a stone, placed them in her palm, and walked towards Li Zhou'an.

"This herb can stop bleeding," she said.

Li Zhou'an looked at the grass in her palm, then at his own still-bleeding wound, gritted his teeth, and moved his hand away.

He decided to trust her for the time being.

Chen Zhi applied the crushed herbs to Li Zhou'an's wound and pressed firmly on it.

"What kind of grass is this?" Li Zhou'an asked.

"We call it Blood-Sealing Grass. It can stop bleeding and reduce inflammation. It's very effective for treating wounds when you're injured outside," Chen Zhi said.

Li Zhou'an looked at the grass; it was very common, and he remained skeptical about its efficacy. Nevertheless, he said to Chen Zhi, "Thank you."

"You're welcome. You can press the wound yourself." The two of them were too close; it felt strange, and she wasn't used to it. Also, Li Zhou'an's legs were really white, even whiter than hers.

Chen Zhi stayed home all winter and became the fairest person in the family, but she was still a little less fair than Li Zhou'an.

Li Zhou'an not only had fair legs, but also very smooth skin, and his face was clean without a single acne scar. He was unlike any other man in the village.

Chen Zhi likes people who are so clean.