Educated Youth in the Countryside: She is the Village's Embroidery Queen!-Chapter 382: Falling Together with You

"Make it quick," Liu Dongmei implored pitifully.

"I will!"

Yi Chichi responded and turned to leave.

With icy grounds and a bitter cold wind, this kind of weather was definitely not one to dawdle outside.

Quick and decisive action was the right choice.

In the slippery snow, Yi Chichi, who had stepped out, wore a pair of wooden-soled boots with gears. They were heavy, but as long as she maintained her balance, their anti-slip effect was top-notch.

So, on the way to the team doctor’s room, she might not have been faster than a speeding bullet, but she arrived safe and sound.

In the cold weather, everyone avoided going out unless necessary; the once-popular chat spot - the team doctor’s room - only had Lang Hong and Uncle Yaozi, with no one else around.

The two occupied their corners, each absorbed in their own tasks.

"Uncle, Dongmei twisted her foot and bumped her forehead on a rock. She can’t walk now, can you go and carry her over?"

As soon as Yi Chichi entered the team doctor’s room, she got straight to the point. Uncle Yaozi, who was busy dividing Chinese herbs wrapped in oiled paper, came out from behind the counter, slipped on a large cotton coat from the rack, and couldn’t help but ask, "What was she doing outside in this weather?"

"I don’t know."

She hadn’t asked, so she didn’t know what Dongmei was up to outside.

Uncle Yaozi twitched his lips, silently grabbed the stretcher, and headed outside, "Go call your team captain and the others."

With Dongmei’s physique, he certainly couldn’t handle it alone.

Lang Hong wouldn’t help either; the young girl could handle light tasks but when it came to heavy lifting, she was even less capable than Chichi.

Not reliable.

Yi Chichi didn’t know about Uncle Yaozi’s disdain towards her and Lang Hong; upon receiving his instructions, she quickly ran to the brigade office, only to find nobody there.

Aunt Ma came out to fetch water and upon asking, she found out the team captain and the others had gone to the Youth Corps Courtyard to check on Dun Dun and attend their small class.

No choice, she had to run to the Youth Corps Courtyard.

This time she was successful, managing to get them over.

Among them was Dongmei’s father, Liu Daleng; this old father truly lived up to his name – he was daft.

Led by Yi Chichi to Liu Dongmei’s side, he saw his daughter sitting on the ground with a blue face, seemingly blind to her complexion and forehead wound. The first thing he said was:

"Daughter, are you out of your mind? It’s freezing, why sit on the ground instead of standing?"

Yi Chichi and the others collectively turned to look at Liu Dongmei, only to find her expression unchanged, as she calmly replied, "Dad, my foot hurts, I can’t stand."

Liu Daleng acknowledged with an ’oh’, tugged at Uncle Yaozi urging him, "Yaozi, hurry up and check on my daughter."

Before his voice faded, he finally noticed the wound on Liu Dongmei’s forehead, and instead of showing concern, he remarked, "Daughter, you’re already not pretty, what’s up with getting a forehead wound?"

"...Nothing I can do, it’s because I take after you, Dad."

Liu Dongmei replied flatly with no expression, Yi Chichi saw her hands had formed fists. Upon seeing her expression, oh boy, it was as spectacular as lightning and thunder.

Just as Liu Daleng was about to speak, the team captain quickly interjected, "Stop blabbering, carry your daughter to the team doctor’s room."

Whoever’s daughter it was, they should be responsible. Since the father was here, there was no need for them to help carry her.

"Okay."

The man acknowledged and had enough strength; Liu Dongmei’s physique was an unbearable weight for Yi Chichi but not much for Liu Daleng.

After asking if it was okay to carry her, he turned around and squatted in front of Liu Dongmei, "Get on, daughter, Dad will carry you to the team doctor’s room."

"Dad, can you walk steadily while carrying me?" Liu Dongmei was a bit worried but her arms honestly climbed onto her father’s shoulders.

"Even if I can’t walk steadily, never mind, worst case both Dad and you fall."

Liu Daleng was a straightforward person, his words not only lacked tenderness but were quite blunt.

He said, "Don’t worry about scars, worst case Dad finds you a husband, won’t let you be an old maid."

Liu Dongmei couldn’t hold back anymore, she yelled, "Dad, if you can’t speak nicely, can you shut up? All day long you just slur at me, am I really your daughter?"

"If you weren’t my daughter I wouldn’t bother carrying you, afraid Mom would beat you."

Liu Daleng’s tone was filled with pride.

As if being beaten by his wife was a badge of honor. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

Yi Chichi held back laughter so hard it hurt her stomach, Uncle Yaozi and the others weren’t much better.

To avoid interrupting the father-daughter quarreling and to maintain their fun, everyone suppressed their laughter as best as they could.

Until at the fork ahead, Yi Chichi and Uncle Yaozi said goodbye, gathering her dumplings heading to the barn.

"Grandpa, I brought you dumplings."

The door was shut, Yi Chichi stood at the door and called.

"Coming."

Footsteps echoed from inside, shortly after, the tightly shut door opened.

The biting cold wind swept in suddenly, causing Uncle Ye, who was in his cotton jacket, to shiver, "Come in, it’s cold outside."

Before his words ended, he took the curtain from Yi Chichi’s hands.

"What made you bring dumplings?"

Yi Chichi closed the door, scampering in, the room’s warmth tickled her nose a bit, but it allowed her to exhale deeply.

Indeed, standing outside in winter is torture, whereas the warm, stove-heated room is a paradise on earth.

She skillfully took off her shoes and settled on the kang beside her grandfather, smiling sweetly, "I felt like having sour soup dumplings, so Mom made some. She made over three hundred, Mom and I plus Xiao Jiu can’t finish them anytime soon, so I thought of sharing."

The old man twitched his mouth slightly, his niece’s life seemed unlucky, indeed it was.

She lost her mother young, and her father was a jerk, making a life under her stepmother and father, who acted as a stepfather, miserable at a young age, wasn’t it?

It was truly tough.

Yet she was lucky to marry a young talent and have a mother-in-law who treated her like a daughter.

Frankly, a loving mother may only be like this.

If she had a non-loving mother, her mother-in-law would be better.

His gaze fell on Yi Chichi’s face, her small face smooth and ruddy, eyes bright and spirited, a face and expression showing she was living quite comfortably and happily.

How well someone was living could be seen on their face.

"Be good to your mom."

The old man advised sincerely, "Feelings are mutual; if your in-law is good to you, you should remember this favor, treat her as your own mother."

Mrs. Song and others deeply agreed, relationships like Yi Chichi’s with her mother-in-law were not impossible but indeed rare.

Since they had such a relationship, it should be cherished.

So, a group of elders began sharing their wisdom on maintaining in-law relations.

Yi Chichi listened intently, occasionally chiming in, moreover supplementing details about her interaction with Wen’s mother at home, gaining unanimous praise from the elders.

Encouraging her to maintain this, follow this mode of interaction, as long as Wen’s mother remained unchanged, having a rough patch with her would be difficult.