The next morning, when Yang PeiMin went out to fetch hot water, she indeed bumped into Du Juanjuan.
It was awkward.
Of course, it was awkward for Du Juanjuan.
At the sight of Yang PeiMin, Du Juanjuan first froze, then looked uncomfortable and deliberately turned her face away with feigned indifference. Yang PeiMin didn't intend to revel in her embarrassment and walked past her on her own path.
When she returned after fetching the water, Xiao Xu also arrived, saying he was worried about this and that, and then when he shifted to the side, he saw Political Commissar Zhou and his wife.
The couple had weathered many storms and had no awkwardness in front of Yang PeiMin. They showed no signs of having lied to her the day before.
"Little sister-in-law is back from fetching water," Mrs. Zhou pulled her over. "I'm really sorry about yesterday. Even Old Zhou kept it from me."
Yang PeiMin smiled, "It's okay, Brother Zhou is quite tender-hearted after all. He told me in the end."
