Everyone raised their glasses; the girls all daintily held small bowls.
The young n were more boisterous, holding enal mugs.
"It’s the New Year!"
Jiang Xiaoxiao’s face was flushed as she bit into a slice of at, thinking how this truly felt like living.
Seeing her poor tolerance for alcohol, Song Moting quickly advised her.
"Stop drinking; look, your face is already red from one sip. I’ll drink it for you, just hurry and eat."
He directly poured the wine from Jiang Xiaoxiao’s bowl into his own mug, and then helped her with two pieces of at with his chopsticks.
"Oh, can you let us enjoy? What’s the secret between you two? Are you dating?"
Ye Jiansheng sighed there.
"Who’s dating, who’s dating?"
Gu Dali swallowed a big mouthful of at, sweating as he ate, and looked around.
Among the group of young intellectuals, there were only two girls, so naturally, when dating was ntioned, all eyes fell on Jiang Xiaoxiao and Jia Shu.
Jia Shu blushed, "Don’t look at , you should ask those two."
Gu Dali chuckled.
"Is there sothing fishy between those two? Brother Song, if you like Jiang Xiaoxiao, then go for it. In our minds, Jiang Xiaoxiao is like our little sister. You two are a perfect match, both in talent and appearance."
Song Moting was his childhood friend, and if Song Moting liked Jiang Xiaoxiao, they would be glad to see it happen. Besides, in their minds, he surely wasn’t worthy of Jiang Xiaoxiao.
Nobody had thoughts of chasing Jiang Xiaoxiao, mainly because she was so capable. Whatever she did, she excelled at.
Though they all ca from big cities, there was still so self-doubt within them.
The girl was better than all the n.
Able in dical skills and a quick learner.
Even her cultivated ginseng seedlings grew exceptionally strong, chickens grew well, and rabbits were robust.
How could one live with this? No man could stand his wife being more capable than himself; a relationship with a stronger woman and a weaker man wouldn’t work out.
But Song Moting was different.
They were an even match, equally formidable.
Of course, calling them a perfect match was also fitting.
"Jiang Xiaoxiao, Jiang Xiaoxiao!"
The courtyard door was banging loudly, startling everyone; they recognized the voice of the forestry camp director, Guo Dongjun.
They deliberately started dinner around seven or eight in the evening, so it was dark outside.
Usually, why would Guo Dongjun co over here? At this ti, the roads weren’t easy to travel, so if he ca at this hour, it must not be good news.
Song Moting quickly got up to open the door.
Guo Dongjun burst in, lifting the curtain.
"Jiang Xiaoxiao, co quickly, it’s an ergency! Dazhuang’s wife is in labor, but it’s a difficult birth. The midwife says the child is currently feet first, both are in danger."
Dazhuang was Guo Dongjun’s eldest son.
The Guo family all worked at the farm; given their background, there were no other jobs they could do apart from the forestry camp.
Moreover, the camp was harsh and cold, and generally, people weren’t willing to work there.
It was a family tradition to follow in their father’s footsteps.
Simply put, the workers at the camp were all closely related.
"Difficult birth?"
Jiang Xiaoxiao quickly got up, "Wait a mont, I’ll get my dical kit."
This was a life or death situation. It was known there was no doctor at the farm; if she didn’t go, Dazhuang’s wife might lose both lives, the mother and child.
She put on her coat, grabbed the dical kit, and followed Guo Dongjun outside.
Guo Dongjun led the way with a flashlight, simultaneously lighting the path and anxiously talking.
"Everything was fine; the midwife kept saying the baby was head down. Who would’ve thought that suddenly in the last two days, the baby would turn. Today, the amniotic fluid suddenly broke in the eldest daughter-in-law, giving us all a shock.
We hurriedly called the midwife over, and it’s already been three to four hours. The midwife says the baby’s feet are down, and the eldest daughter-in-law couldn’t use her strength and had already fainted once; we had to pinch her acupuncture point to wake her up.
The midwife said she couldn’t handle this situation, perhaps it would require..."
Jiang Xiaoxiao couldn’t see the road clearly, stumbling along following Guo Dongjun.
Guo Dongjun was probably too anxious, rushing ahead without considering whether Jiang Xiaoxiao could see the path or keep up.
Jiang Xiaoxiao hadn’t walked this path in a long ti.
Always staying inside, who knew what the road conditions were like now; with each step, she almost slipped, nearly taking a tumble.
A pair of hands suddenly held her steady.
Jiang Xiaoxiao exclaid in surprise.
A person suddenly appeared behind her; how could it not be alarming?
"Who’s there?"
Guo Dongjun was also startled.
With the flashlight pointed at his eyes, Song Moting’s deep and concerned gaze ca into view.
"Uncle Guo, it’s . I was worried sothing might happen on the way, so I ca to escort you."
He illuminated Jiang Xiaoxiao’s path with his flashlight.
Guo Dongjun blushed, rushing in a hurry, forgetting that she didn’t have a flashlight.
"Thank you, thank you! Oh, look at my mory. I forgot Xiao Xiao didn’t have a flashlight. It’s a good thing you ca. If sothing happened to Jiang Xiaoxiao on the way, I wouldn’t be able to live it down."
Jiang Xiaoxiao smiled, "Uncle Guo, you’re just too anxious. It’s fine. We shouldn’t delay here; let’s hurry and check on Dazhuang’s wife!"
Song Moting nodded, "Uncle, lead the way in front; Xiao Xiao and I will follow. With two flashlights, we can definitely move a bit faster."
Guo Dongjun felt grateful towards these young intellectuals. Despite the bitter cold night, they rushed to help upon hearing about the situation.
And they didn’t mind his neglect.
These young intellectuals were truly good people.
Song Moting held Jiang Xiaoxiao and took over the dical kit from her shoulder, one hand holding her arm while lighting the way with the other.
"We need to move faster."
Jiang Xiaoxiao felt sothing different; she had never been in such close contact with soone.
Although she playfully interacted with the young n usually, no one had ever intruded her personal space like this.
Where his large hands held her arm suddenly felt warm and hot.
She tried hard to ignore these feelings, pretending not to mind.
Guided by the flashlight, they stumbled and finally reached Guo Dongjun’s place as quickly as possible.
The forestry camp was located right at the mountain’s base, fearing wild beast invasions, so everyone lived together in a large enclosure.
That way, if anything happened, they could call out and everyone would co to help.
Guo Dongjun’s daughter-in-law was in the room, with many people gathered at the door.
Especially Guo Dazhuang, Guo Dongjun’s son.
He was anxiously wringing his hands on the spot.
A few n were there comforting him.
"It’s okay, it’s okay! Soon they’ll be born; see, the director went to get a doctor, right? I heard that Jiang Xiaoxiao is very skilled. This female intellectual is a doctor who pulled Song Zhiqing back from the brink of death. See how seriously injured he was, and now he’s lively; your wife’s situation surely won’t be a problem for Jiang Xiaoxiao."
"Oh no, this is bad! She’s bleeding!"
A shout ca from inside the room.
Everyone’s hearts leaped.
When a village woman bled while giving birth, nine tis out of ten, she wouldn’t survive that crisis.
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