The noon sun in June was like summer, and the bed linens and clothes that had been laid out to dry outside were quickly bone dry. After feeding her daughter, Feng Qingxue let the men chat and laugh in the house while she went out to clean up.
The ultraviolet rays were very strong, so she wore a wide-brimmed hat for protection.
She took down each piece of clothing and diaper, folding them carefully before placing them into the basket. All that was left were the cotton fillings from the mat and the quilt cover, inner quilt, and bed sheet. Feng Qingxue was about to take them down to sew the quilt for use that evening when she suddenly saw Guo Xiuying rushing past the door with an emergency kit in hand. Curious, Qingxue stretched her neck to look outside.
Guo Xiuying was already far away, but Du Xiaotao followed right behind, just in front of her own door.