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Bai Fumei in the '70s Chapter 51

After Zhao Lanxiang left, He Songbai said solemnly, "Do you know who it is?"

Gu Huaijin did not dare to conceal it from He Songbai at this point.

He nodded hesitantly, "If someone is really staring, except for my few students, don't know who else who wants this."

"You... you leave the bike somewhere else."

"I don't know..." He sighed, and he blamed himself.

He Songbai returns with a bunch of pork every day, and there is a slight smell of pig blood on his body. Gu Huaijin also intuitively guessed what this young man was doing.

He Songbai said briefly, "No."

Since being followed by the girlfriend last time, He Songbai has become more cautious. If someone is watching at night, he won't go at all.

Gu Huaijin rinsed his mouth and vomited out the blood overflowing from his mouth. The corners of his eyes were swollen, the corners of his eyebrows were blue, and he hissed and gasped as he talked. But in front of the young man He Songbai, he still maintained his dignity.

He wiped his face and said quietly, "I'm sleeping."

He lay indifferently on the haystack, and since he couldn't drive people away, Gu Huaijin simply didn't rush him.

He Songbai returned to the room to take the medicinal oil the girlfriend bought him, placed it on Teacher Gu's side, and left without a word.

After he left, the middle-aged man lying on the hay pretending to be sleeping was pinching the little medicine bottle, staring at it for a long time, and burst into tears.

...

The next day, Zhao Lanxiang made an extra portion for lunch, and after she has served the meal, He Songbai would come over and take the portion belonging to Teacher Gu to the bullpen.

The old man is also stubborn. He has low fever and he is unwilling to see a doctor. After working, he is lying on the haystack sickly, waiting for his nutritious meal every day.

He Songbai on the front brought the food over, and Zhao Lanxiang on the back followed.

She handed the warm milk from her hand to Teacher Gu's hand.

The whole process was silent, no one said a word.

There was a heavy downpour last night, and the drenched land exuded a fresh smell of mud. Gu Huaijin brought more straws and spread it around him to keep him warm.

He poured delicious food into his broken bowl and gratefully finished the glass of milk the little girl gave. He felt the heart that was frozen yesterday was rejuvenated again.

As he was planning to eat, he took out his own booklet as usual, turning his thumb over page after page, and he started talking to himself.

He Songbai and Zhao Lanxiang have both returned to the house.

This kind of food delivery without communication lasted for several days, until He Songbai was busy with autumn planting and started to dig ditches on the mountain again.

Zhao Lanxiang lived lightly and came back to cook at noon. After the meal is made, she will share a portion for Gu Huaijin to eat.

The weather was unexpectedly bright and warm on this day. After several heavy rains, the plowed soil in the field is black and moist, which was entirely due to the farmyard fertilizer.

As usual, Gu Huaijin took out the booklet and said: "...Technical route, analysis and determination of rock formation, slope, soil thickness, determination of soil engineering properties, design stability of ridges..."

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