Hearing Leng Yuan's words, Gu Jiaojiao finally relaxed.
Of course, she wasn't going to believe an outsider over her own man.
'That means Hu Xiuqiao was lying. But why would she lie?'
Gu Jiaojiao had a vague suspicion.
Seeing his wife's pale face, Leng Yuan handed her the brown sugar water he was holding.
It was only this morning that Gu Jiaojiao had realized she'd gotten her period. That, combined with the long walk on the mountain road, had left her face terribly pale.
In truth, Leng Yuan had carried her on his back most of the way, only putting her down when they reached the commune grounds. Even so, Gu Jiaojiao still felt incredibly weak.
Leng Yuan's heart ached for her. As soon as they arrived at the school, he had slipped out. When he returned, he was holding a thermos filled with brown sugar water.
She was a little surprised. Back then, a thermos wasn't something just anyone could afford. You needed an industrial ticket for it, and those were extremely hard to come by.
