When Yunyi saw Geng Erhong on the road, she placed a straw hat directly on her head.
Geng Erhong was delighted. "Oh dear, I completely forgot about the straw hat! It's a good thing you remembered. How much is it? I'll pay you."
Yunyi didn't refuse. After all, clear accounts make for good friends. "Fifteen cents."
Geng Erhong, always impulsive, immediately took the money from her trouser pocket and handed it to Yunyi. "Take it. Thank you for thinking of me. Otherwise, I'd likely be itching to death again this afternoon."
The afternoon work was the same as the morning: applying supplementary fertilizer to the cornfield.
However, they had only been working for a short while when chaos erupted outside. "Branch Secretary, Branch Secretary! Something terrible has happened! Doctor Gong was gored by a wild boar while picking herbs on the mountain!"
The Branch Secretary immediately dropped what he was doing. "What? Where is he? Where is he now?"
