娘啊，您跑哪儿去啦？”姜玉珠一边问，一边在破旧的屋里转悠。屋不大，就一个土炕，一张破桌，两把椅子，四张板凳。墙皮都快掉光了，但屋里收拾得干干净净。

她在炕角摸到半块窝头，捡起来用唾沫润湿了，啃了一口。硬邦邦的，还有点发霉，但能填饱肚子就行。

outside the door, a man shouts, "Xiaoqiu, have you had breakfast? Your grandma sent me over with more hot pot!"

姜玉珠心里一惊，赶紧出门。 thấy standing outside the door is a tall and sturdy man, about 30 years old, with a kind face and bright eyes. This man is named Wang Sheng, the second son of the village committee, and he is also the man who fell in love with her in the previous life.

Wang Sheng looks at her and says, "Xiaoqiu, how are you feeling now? I heard you fainted and had a severe toothache, and you were treated by the village doctor."

姜玉珠 looks at Wang Sheng, her heart moved, and she says, "Thank you, Mr. Wang. I'm better now. How did you know I was here?"

Wang Sheng said, "Your grandma told me, saying you are not feeling well, so I came to see you. By the way, she also brought you some hot pot and steamed buns."