I Became the Favorite of Big Bosses

Chapter 85 Sick Leave

What makes Wei Lan difficult is that she doesn't intend to take the things sent by the production team leader's family, but now that the eggs are missing, she can't return them.

 I can only find a way to pay it back later.

After thinking for a moment, Wei Lan said, "Let's ask the male educated youths as well."

Yang Yan nodded.

 “Is Wei Zhiqing here?”

A cheerful male voice came from outside the door. Wei Lan responded, patted Yang Yan's hand, got up and walked into the courtyard, "Who is there?"

Gu Yang stood at the gate of the courtyard holding a strawberry. When he saw Wei Lan coming out, a smile appeared on his dark and thin face, "I heard from Brother Chao that you like to eat shrimps. I touched some this morning and brought them to you."

Gu Yang felt uneasy about collecting the few cans, but he was also very happy to see that his wife was eating deliciously. However, he felt that he had taken advantage and wanted to make up for Wei Lan.

Gu Yang handed the dripping bamboo basket to Wei Lan. He saw that Wei Lan's face was not good and he seemed to have lost weight. He remembered that in the past two days, he heard the young men in the brigade talking about the educated youth being sick, and most likely they were talking about Wei Lan.

“Wei Zhiqing, it’s hot today and the sun is shining brightly at noon, so no one can stay outside. You, go home early after work and don’t stay outside too long.” Gu Yang reminded kindly.

Wei Lan smiled and thanked her. She looked at the bamboo basket in her hand. There were crayfish and some lively river shrimps in it. They were not very big, but they were enough.

Wei Lan found a small bucket and a bamboo basket, as if she had no intention of inquiring about Gu Chao, "Comrade Gu Yang, why haven't you seen Chao...Comrade Gu Chao recently?"

Gu Yang smiled and said: "That kid has not been working hard these past two days. He disappeared halfway through the work. You really confused me with this question, haha."

Wei Lan also laughed a few times and said: "Comrade Gu Yang, I love eating these shrimps. If you don't waste time, you can bring them to me if you catch them, and I will buy them."

Gu Yang immediately looked around cautiously. Wei Lan understood and lowered her voice quickly, "Let's do it quietly!"

 After Gu Yang left, he carried the small bucket to the water tank and put it away. Wei Lan sat on the threshold and stared blankly.

What on earth is going on with that big pig’s hooves?

 Did she do something wrong to make him angry?

It's been so long, but he didn't even say that he came to see her when she was sick and asked if she was recovered.

"Eh…"

 Wei Lan's illness was so severe that it frightened the captain.

The captain is also afraid that these educated youths from the city will get into trouble here. Although the work assigned to the educated youths every day is not necessarily easy, they are given a half-day break every two days, which is considered a special case for the educated youths.

As for the production team leader Li Hong, because he believed Fan Zhu's words, his stupid son scared the educated youth to death, and he did not dare to force them to work, so Wei Lan was granted three days of sick leave as a special exception. .

 It can be regarded as a blessing among misfortunes!

Jiang Lihua and Ding Maomao came back one after another, both of them sweating on their foreheads.

Jiang Lihua went to the water tank to fetch water and wash her face. She looked sideways at Wei Lan, who was sitting on the threshold of the main room, "You're back? Are you okay?"

She asked casually. Wei Lan nodded, his eyes passing over her and Ding Maomao, "Well, it's okay."

The cloth shoes were hanging under the eaves. Jiang Lihua washed her feet with water and put on the straw sandals she had asked someone to knit some time ago. When she saw the small bucket next to the water tank, she immediately looked at Wei Lan with bright eyes and walked towards Wei Lan, " Your illness scares everyone, especially me, my little heart is beating so fast."

Wei Lan rolled his eyes at her and leaned back, "Stay away from me, I smell like sweat."

“Hypocritical.” Jiang Lihua indeed moved back, but the resentful look in her eyes made Wei Lan’s scalp tingle.

 (End of this chapter)