Entertainment: A song that brought his deceased wife back to life.

Xu Qing pulled out the two yellowed fever reducers from under Er Lei's pillow.

I don't know how long this bastard has been hiding it, it's covered in black grime of some unknown composition.

Xu Qing didn't care whether it was expired or not.

He turned and went back to Jiang Yue's bedside.

Jiang Yue is in extremely poor condition right now.

The body temperature was even hotter than before.

Her once rosy cheeks now had a sickly bluish-purple hue.

Xu Qing found a piece of scrap paper that was relatively clean.

Wrap those two pills inside.

He picked up the bottom of the old chopsticks in his hand and crushed the pill into powder.

The powder had a stale, bitter taste.

I poured some cold snow water into the medicine powder.

I mixed it well with my muddy fingers.

He climbed onto the bed and moved closer to Jiang Yue.

"Take your medicine."

Xu Qing silently recited in his heart.

He reached out and pinched Jiang Yue's chin.

Jiang Yue was delirious with fever, her jaw clenched tightly.

It's impossible to break it apart.

This girl is using all her usual fighting gritted teeth now.

Xu Qing tried twice, but it didn't budge.

He simply shoved his thumb directly into the gap between Jiang Yue's lips.

Press down hard.

Jiang Yue's teeth struck Xu Qing's finger bone directly.

The skin is broken.

It really hurts.

Xu Qing didn't even blink.

While Jiang Yue's mouth was slightly open.

He quickly poured the medicine paste mixed with ice water directly down his throat.

The medicine is too bitter.

Jiang Yue instinctively wanted to vomit.

Xu Qing quickly covered her mouth tightly.

They forced her to swallow that bitter pill.

After administering the medication, Xu Qing began to repeat the previous actions.

Wash the towel, wring it out, and apply it to Jiang Yue's burning forehead.

The towel was quickly warmed by body heat.

He rinsed it in cold water again.

Over and over again.

The snoring in the dormitory was deafening.

Nobody cares what's happening in this corner.

In the middle of the night, Jiang Yue suddenly started coughing violently.

He coughed so hard that the whole broken wooden bed creaked and shook.

Xu Qing quickly helped her up and turned her to the side.

Jiang Yue opened her mouth.

He spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm.

The phlegm contained obvious streaks of blood.

There were also some moldy black threads.

Xu Qing used his sleeve to wipe the dirt off Jiang Yue's mouth.

After coughing for a while, Jiang Yue collapsed back down, feeling weak and listless.

Xu Qing held Jiang Yue's hand tightly.

Jiang Yue's hands were covered in frostbite and cuts.

It was so swollen it was unbearable to look at, and in some places it was still oozing yellow fluid.

Xu Qing held it like that.

He didn't sleep all night.

......

Its daybreak.

The morning assembly bell rang urgently.

Dang dang dang.

The children in the dormitory gradually got up.

People putting on clothes, looking for shoes, and cursing.

It's a complete mess.

Jiang Yue remains in a painful coma.

The fever reducer worked a little.

The body temperature wasn't so hot anymore, but the person still didn't wake up.

The caregiver's voice came from the loudspeaker outside.

"Everyone assemble!"

"There's work to do in the backyard today!"

"Anyone who slacks off will not get lunch!"

Xu Qing looked at the burning hot Jiang Yue.

He decided to cover for her.

If the caregivers found out that Jiang Yue was this sick, she would definitely be thrown into that neglected isolation room.

We covered her up tightly with two blankets.

Even half of his head was covered.

Only a narrow gap was left for breathing.

He placed two tattered pieces of clothing under Jiang Yue's blanket.

Disguised as a pile of miscellaneous items.

After doing all this, Xu Qing walked out of the dormitory alone.

A biting wind swept through the courtyard.

The caregiver was a thin, bony man in his thirties.

Everyone called him Li the Pockmarked.

Li Mazi was holding a roll call list and counting the number of people one by one.

"A mouse!"

"arrive!"

"Two Thunderclaps!"

Er Lei limped out from the back of the crowd.

"arrive."

Er Lei's voice sounded a little weak.

He was hit by a steel bar by Jiang Yue last night, and his leg is still swollen.

Li Mazi rolled his eyes.

"Jiang Yue!"

No one said a word.

"Where did Jiang Yue go?"

Li Mazi shouted and cursed loudly.

"That brat is always causing trouble; is she trying to skip work again today?"

The crowd was quiet.

Nobody dared to provoke this bad luck.

Xu Qing stepped forward voluntarily.

He walked up to Li Mazi.

Li Mazi looked down at the thin, mute man.

"What are you doing?"

Xu Qing pointed towards the direction of the back mountain.

Then he made a gesture of holding something with both hands.

Then he made a gesture of picking up a tree branch.

He gestured very seriously.

Li Mazi understood.

"You mean, she went to the back hill to collect firewood and hasn't come back yet?"

Xu Qing nodded.

Li Mazi was skeptical.

"Going to gather firewood so early in the morning?"

"Is she really that diligent?"

Li Mazi sneered.

"I think she's run off somewhere to have some peace and quiet."

"OK."

Li Mazi tapped Xu Qing on the head with the roster in his hand.

"Since she's not here, you can do her chores."

"Go to the backyard and chop firewood."

"Double the amount."

"If you don't finish chopping, neither of you will eat today."

Xu Qing did not refute.

He couldn't possibly refute it.

He simply nodded calmly.

He turned and walked towards the backyard.

Er Lei watched Xu Qing's back from the crowd.

He actually knew that Jiang Yue hadn't gone to the back mountain.

But he dared not expose it.

He never wants to experience the power of that broken steel bar from last night again in his life.

And if they reveal what happened last night...

Old Zhang and Li Mazi will definitely find out about his theft of the warehouse.

You'll be in deep trouble then.

Er Lei shrank back and decided to play dead.

backyard.

There were piles of logs like small mountains here.

"Bang!"

The axe struck the log.

Only a shallow mark was made.

They didn't even split the bark of the wood.

Xu Qing pulled the axe out.

Raise it again.

"Bang!"

This time the cut missed.

The axe slid down the edge of the log.

"Click!"

The wood finally cracked open.

Xu Qing slashed three times in succession.

The log was split in two.

This is just the first piece.

There were dozens more people queuing up next to them.

A cold wind was blowing.

Xu Qing was only wearing a thin, tattered cotton-padded jacket.

But he started sweating very quickly.

The sun was high in the sky.

Li Mazi came over to check.

He was a little surprised when he saw the pile of chopped wood.

This mute guy actually finished it.

"Alright, let's go eat."

Li Mazi waved his hand.

Xu Qing put down the axe.

His hands were shaking so badly he could barely hold anything.

Both hands were covered in blood and flesh.

He casually wiped his hands on his clothes.

I dragged my feet toward the cafeteria.

The lunch was still terrible.

Each person received a hardened cornbread and a bowl of nearly empty cabbage soup.

Xu Qing was at the very back of the line.

Granny Wang seemed to be in a good mood today; she didn't toss the ladle much while making the soup.

Xu Qing was carrying his broken enamel basin.

I found a quiet corner to sit down.

I ate half a cold steamed bun last night, and then did heavy physical labor all morning today.

He can now eat a whole cow.

But he looked at the cornbread in the basin.

They didn't speak immediately.

He picked up the cornbread.

This thing is hard enough to crack walnuts.

Xu Qing used both hands to break the cornbread in half.

Half of it remained in the basin.

He secretly slipped the other half into his innermost pocket.

Through the thin fabric, he could feel the slight roughness of the steamed bun.

He wanted to use his body heat to warm the half-eaten steamed bun and return it to Jiang Yue.