Chapter 365: Stumbling

Therefore, Zhao Qiumei had a very unkind look on her face and just said, "My daughter's life is precious, so a name like this is worthy of her. Unlike some people, even if they give her a mean name, they can't suppress her meanness." temper."

Many girls in this village are named after flowers. As for the names of sweet-scented osmanthus, there are countless names.

So, doesn’t Yang Guihua’s name count as contemptible?

"you……"

Yang Guihua couldn't tell that she was scolding herself, and her face looked particularly ugly with anger.

It's just that Zhao Qiumei didn't want to pay attention to her. After scolding her, he took a few steps back and stayed away from her, as if she was some kind of monster.

Yang Guihua's face turned even more ugly.

She didn't get along with Zhao Qiumei much, but she knew from others that this female educated youth was not someone to be trifled with.

At this moment, there was serious business at hand, so Yang Guihua endured it, pretending that she didn't know that Zhao Qiumei was scolding her, and instead talked to Yun Qinghuan one after another.

Yun Qinghuan didn't even know what Yang Osmanthus was paying attention to. The two of them had obviously mocked each other just now, so why were they talking to her again as if nothing had happened?

Too lazy to talk to her, even this fresh air is a bit polluted.

Yun Qinghuan sat on a wooden pile at the end of the village, with the river below.

When Yang Guihua heard Zhao Qiumei's identification, she still denied it subconsciously, even at this critical moment, "Don't falsely accuse me. How did I know that Yun Zhiqing would suddenly stand up? I just walked that way normally, but she didn't pay attention. He tripped and dragged me down on purpose!”

"What..." Before Yun Qinghuan could ask what was wrong with Zhao Qiumei calling her, she suddenly tripped and fell. Her eyes widened and she heard Zhao Qiumei's worried screams in her ears.

After all, Yun Qinghuan was pregnant. She weighed more than 100 kilograms with her belly. In addition, La Yang Guihua was caught off guard. Yang Guihua fell down and rolled down the slope into the river.

Everything happened unexpectedly.

He pulled with his hands, trying to find a point of support.

If she fell into the river, even if it was the weather at the end of May, she would definitely lose half her life due to the cold, not to mention it was so high and she was pregnant.

She hurriedly went to Yun Qinghuan and took her hand, feeling relieved.

Because Zhao Qiumei grabbed Yun Qinghuan's arm and then tugged on her clothes, the pressure of gravity on Yun Qinghuan's side was reduced and she felt much more relaxed.

I feel weird in my heart, why is Xia Yuhua going to Baijia Village if she has nothing to do?

Here, Zhao Qiumei panicked and put the child on the ground next to her. Then she looked at the firewood pile and found that the person hiding there was gone.

With a sudden change of heart, Zhao Qiumei followed Xia Yuhua here, but when she saw someone entering the village later, she stopped following him for fear of arousing Xia Yuhua's suspicion.

She was able to calm down and retort to Yang Guihua, "Like you said, I accidentally tripped over your leg. Then you fell down yourself too. What does it have to do with me?"

Zhao Qiumei knew that she was eager to get rid of Yang Guihua, so she nodded to indicate that she understood.

She knew what would happen to her if she fell from here. With such a high height, it would be absolutely difficult for her and the child in her belly to have both ends.

Yun Qinghuan's eyes were fierce, and he grabbed the culprit Yang Osmanthus with one hand, and grabbed the wrist-thick branches growing on the tree trunk next to him with the other hand.

She paused and planned to go back.

Yun Qinghuan grabbed the branch with one hand. Fortunately, the branch withstood her weight and prevented her from falling. However, her legs were probably cramped and the pain was severe.

She choked several times.

I couldn't help but frown, and looked at Yang Osmanthus again, feeling even more weird.

As she said that, she let go of her hand coldly under Yang Guihua's disbelieving gaze.

"ah!"

When Zhao Qiumei saw this scene, her eyes suddenly widened, "Yun Qinghuan!"

After she finished speaking, she shouted to the side for help.

The river is a gurgling stream, and occasionally there are a few fish jumping alive.

This kind of village is suitable for wartime defense. I heard that the ancestors of this village dug the river a long time ago to defend themselves against foreign bad guys.

If she hadn't caught a glimpse of Xia Yuhua wearing this apricot red gown just now, she wouldn't have guessed that it was Xia Yuhua who was hiding behind the pile of firewood.

"Zhao Zhiqing, you stay here, I'm going home first."

Yang Guihua's expression changed, and she stretched her legs the moment Yun Qinghuan stood up, and Yun Qinghuan happened to stumble on her.

Zhao Qiumei glared at Yang Guihua, "Shut up! Don't think I don't know that it was you who tripped Yun Qinghuan. If something happens to Yun Qinghuan, you can't run away!"

Yang Guihua was suddenly pulled away and screamed.

Baijia Village is a village surrounded by a winding river. There are only two roads leading out from the beginning and end of the village.

Originally, Yun Qinghuan was supporting the weight of two people with one hand, and his arm hurt as if he had been beaten hard with a stick.

"Ah! My belly!"

But at this moment, when I saw Xia Yuhua and Yang Guihua, who was clearly at odds with Yun Qinghuan, talking to Yun Qinghuan without saying anything, I felt even more weird.

In fact, she didn't plan to come here in the afternoon. She only planned to walk around the village with her child in her arms. Then she saw Xia Yuhua walking towards Baijia Village.

During this period, she probably hit her stomach, and she screamed in pain.

With a "pop" sound, the sweet-scented osmanthus fell into the water, causing a wave of water.

Just hope that the branch is thick enough to bear her weight.

At this moment, Yang Guihua was in a miserable condition, her head was down, and her body was already bleeding. "Yun Qinghuan, don't let me go!"

At this moment, hearing Yang Guihua's threatening words, she couldn't help but pursed her lips and sneered.

She looked forward and accidentally caught a glimpse of the familiar figure hiding next to the firewood pile.

"Help!" Yang Guihua flapped her arms and shouted, "I can't swim!"

Yun Qinghuan's eyes dimmed slightly. She looked up and saw Yang Guihua's somewhat panicked but complacent eyes. In the midst of lightning and thunder, she grabbed her clothes directly.

Yun Qinghuan looked at the people who kept running towards this side, and looked at Yang Guihua who kept struggling in the water below, and apologized, "I'm really sorry, you are too heavy, I can't hold you."

The atmosphere was stagnant and uncomfortable.

Fortunately, this point was still at the head of the village, and there were many people. Many people also noticed the movement here and ran over here.

The other hand was still holding Yang Guihua's clothes.

Subconsciously called Yun Qinghuan, "Yun Zhiqing!"

She screamed and glared at Yun Qinghuan.

Yun Qinghuan just watched coldly, leaving Yang Guihua behind. She, alone, with the help of Zhao Qiumei, had stabilized her body and slowly climbed up.

It was just a cramp in her leg, and she grimaced in pain.

Zhao Qiumei saw Yang Guihua struggling in the water and didn't pay any attention to her. She was worried about Yun Qinghuan's situation.

After all, so many people came here, and the stream at the head of the village was not deep. Many young men liked to go to the stream to catch fish shirtless in the summer, so they wouldn't drown.