My Beloved Super Fierce Wife
Chapter 514 Pain in the Heart, Worse Than a Pig (Additional - )

Chapter 514: 514 Pain in the Heart, Worse Than a Pig (Additional Chapter)

The female health worker smiled and shook her head, saying, "Comrade, that will be one yuan twenty."

Lin Lu: "!!!"

So expensive?

Complaining inwardly, he promptly and decisively paid the money.

After waiting for a while at the entrance of the health station, a green vehicle sped towards them.

It then stopped not far from the health station.

Gu Yingzhou got out of the car and opened the passenger door.

"Uncle, did everything go smoothly?"

Lin Lu’s arm, where he had gotten the injection, hadn’t moved at all. Once reminded, the spot where the needle had poked started to throb faintly again.

Struggling to maintain his dignity as the future father-in-law, he forced a smile and said, "It’s fine, not a big deal at all."

The next second, he changed the subject.

"How is the comrade who was sent to the hospital?"

Gu Yingzhou fell silent for a moment, a look of regret flashing in his eyes.

His voice was slightly heavy, "...he was sent too late."

The doctor said, if he had been brought in ten minutes earlier, maybe he could have been saved.

But...

Lin Lu’s expression stiffened, and he had no response for a long while.

After a long time, he finally said, "What a pity."

That young man was still so young.

While filled with regret, he looked down at his hand, wrapped up like a glutinous rice dumpling, feeling dread in his heart.

"Yingzhou, I owe you big time today, thank you. If it weren’t for you..."

By this time, Lin Lu had completely revised his opinion of Gu Yingzhou.

He felt that this young man was a perfect match for his daughter Tangtang in every aspect!

Gu Yingzhou remained calm, not swayed by the flattering words of his future father-in-law.

He humbly said, "You are being too polite. It’s what I should do. If Tangtang were here, she would have brought you here too."

During their conversation, the two of them got in the car.

The vehicle started and headed towards Shuangshan Brigade.

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Lin Tang had just woken up and was still a bit dazed, her mind blank, not knowing how she had gotten home.

Staring at the ceiling for a while, she realized that she had come back with Gu Yingzhou.

With a jolt, she sprang up from the bed.

She quickly changed her clothes, casually braided her hair into a loose plait, slipped on her shoes, and hurried out the door.

"Dad..."

"Mom..."

"Zhicheng..."

She called out for her family members a few times, but no one responded.

After washing her face, thinking that her family might have gone with Gu Yingzhou to the field to test the grain threshing machine, Lin Tang walked outside.

As soon as she stepped out of the gate, she heard the distant sound of a car, and her steps halted.

Soon after, the vehicle stopped.

Gu Yingzhou and Lin Lu got out of the car.

Seeing the two of them, Lin Tang walked over.

"...Where have you guys been?" she asked.

Gu Yingzhou felt that it was not his place to answer, so he looked towards Lin Lu.

Thinking about how he had almost been serving tea and water to His Majesty the King of Hell’s subordinates, Lin Lu said with a face full of fright: "Girl, you almost couldn’t see your dad anymore."

Lin Tang was startled by his words, her complexion changing.

"What happened? Dad, don’t scare me."

Seeing that he had frightened his daughter, Lin Lu slapped his own mouth lightly.

He patted Lin Tang’s head, as if to comfort a child.

"Don’t be scared, girl. Dad misspoke. He’s in good shape. He will be able to watch his daughter get married and have children..."

Lin Tang’s gaze shifted and noticed the white cloth wrapped around Lin Lu’s hand, her brows furrowing slightly.

"Dad, your hand..."

Lin Lu hurriedly explained, "I got scratched by an awl, but Yingzhou has taken Dad to get a tetanus shot. He’s fine now, don’t worry."

Lin Tang touched the white cloth.

Looking at the way it was bandaged, she knew her father’s injury must have been severe.

Hearing that he had gotten a tetanus shot, her heart relaxed somewhat.

In front of Gu Yingzhou, it wasn’t appropriate for her to caution her dad to be more careful, so she let the matter go.

"The threshing machine has been taken to the grain drying ground, right? Let’s head over there as well."

Naturally, neither Gu Yingzhou nor Lin Lu would say no, and the trio set off toward the grain drying ground.

A good distance away from the grain drying ground, the voices of the villagers carried over.

"So fast! It’s really fast!"

"Pitter-patter, pitter-patter, what a pleasant sound."

"Captain, is this machine going to be ours in the brigade permanently? It’s awesome, think of how much labor this will save."

"Yeah, Captain, even if we have to buy it ourselves, have a word with Tangtang and her boyfriend, and let’s keep this treasure here."

...

The villagers were nearly crazy with excitement.

Even some of the young men were shouting and cheering around the threshing machine like they were performing some wild ritual.

Lin Fu was at a loss for words with the rowdy members.

With his palm, he signaled for them to quiet down, then, holding a megaphone, he shouted with all his might:

"Everyone, quiet down!"

The crowd fell silent like a bunch of ducks whose necks had been pinched, creating a comical scene.

Lin Fu, satisfied with the sudden quiet, touched his ears, which were buzzing plaintively from the earlier cacophony.

"Do you think we brigade cadres are blind? Why’re you all clucking like a bunch of hens? It’s noisier than herding pigs in the village..."

Guo Aimin couldn’t hold back, retorting, "Captain, don’t compare us to pigs; we certainly aren’t as valuable as the brigade’s pigs..."

And with total seriousness, he added.

"Even if those creatures grunt and flip their pen over, we still have to call them ancestors. No way we can compare..."

Everyone was taken aback by his words.

They weren’t sure whether to laugh or feel sorry for themselves for being less important than pigs.

Lin Fu’s old face was a picture of speechlessness.

"Do you want to speak, or shall I? Or maybe I should just give you the megaphone?"

Guo Aimin’s dad slapped his son on the back of the head in irritation, saying: "What nonsense are you spouting? The Captain’s talking about serious matters. Is it your place to speak? Is that the only thing your mother gave you—a mouth?"

The reticent old man who knew only how to work was nearly driven to muteness by his son’s incessant babbling.

As a child, he was a source of torment for his family, and now he was a menace to the entire brigade. He really owed an apology to the villagers.

Guo Aimin dodged his father’s heavy hand and kept jabbering.

"If it weren’t for you, Mom couldn’t have given birth to me anyway," he muttered under his breath.

Though he spoke quietly, the crowd heard every word, clear as day.

The old man’s dark face turned an alternating shade of green and white, burning with anger.

He wished he could go back to that night and aim his seed at the wall instead.

It was typical for the village to indulge in a bit of risqué banter.

The crowd laughed heartily at the exchange between the amusing father and son.

"Uncle Guo, what Aimin said isn’t wrong either."

"The son includes a part of you too, so with him being this way... you’ve just got to forgive him."

Seeing the conversation veering further off course, Lin Fu burst into laughter.

Li Jiancai and the other brigade cadres saw the Captain’s expression and touched the corners of their mouths, trying to suppress the laughter they couldn’t control.

The Captain was angry, and it would be impolite to laugh at such a time.

At that moment, Lin Tang and her companions arrived.

The threshing machine had shelled a heap of corn kernels, next to which a small hill of corn cobs had accumulated.

The effectiveness of the threshing machine was self-evident.

Lin Lu, having never seen a threshing machine in operation, pulled Lin Qingshui aside, his face full of wonder, and asked, "Second Brother, how does this machine work?"

Before Lin Qingshui could react, Chen Ziqiang pressed the switch.

The machine hummed to life.

Some boys who hadn’t seen enough picked up corn cobs and threw them into the hopper.

After a few crunching sounds, plump corn kernels burst from below the machine.