Feng Lin peeped at Ye Chen for a long time, and the kitchen knife tattoo on his buttocks didn't find anything amazing at all, except for a few Buddhist swastikas of irregular size and arrangement. She saw that Ye Chen was still sleeping very dead, so she was going downstairs to eat.

Only then did I think of this thought, and I saw the female nurse with a chubby face almost bursting with oil, walking back and forth from the door twice, looking inside many times with bad intentions, and the disgusting scene of her drawing a circle with one hand and a square with the other appeared in her mind again, and she could only dispel the idea of leaving.

But my stomach growled, my hungry chest was pressed against my back, and I ate some fruit to make a fussing, but it was not appropriate to eat. looked at the porridge used for Ye Chen several times, and finally gritted his teeth and persevered.

Less than eight o'clock in the evening, Ye Chen woke up, saw Feng Lin with one eye, and a smile fell on his face. "Auntie, you've been frightened. ”

When Feng Lin saw that he woke up, he couldn't stop two lines of tears from flowing down. While sobbing and saying, "You did stupid things in order to raise money, but fortunately, God blessed, I was scared at the time..." ”

I wanted to say that I was scared to death, but suddenly realized that this word was taboo, and she hurriedly stopped.

"How's your recovery now, do you feel okay?"

"It's okay, but I suddenly feel hungry and my belly is beating a drum. ”

Feng Lin pursed her lips suddenly, held the boiled porridge, opened the lid, and the room was filled with the fragrance of porridge in an instant.

"Yam barley porridge, I like it. Ye Chen smelled the aroma of porridge, and when he came to eat, he wanted to eat it.

Feng Lin stopped him and said, "The porridge is still hot, I'll feed you." Feng Linsheng Xueyu gently played with her bangs, and the beauty of that moment was frozen in the clear stream of Ye Chen's eyes, so warm and eager, so sultry, it made people sigh.

She has a beautiful figure, plump breasts and fat buttocks, a thin waist and snow skin, at that time, the thin waist was like a willow swinging, sat down, calmed down like a gust of wind hidden in the sea of flowers, pinched the handle of the spoon, "Ah, open your mouth", and looked at it as if she was playing and singing, Ye Chen was fascinated by it, and almost forgot to open her mouth.

After a while, Ye Chen also heard Feng Lin's stomach growling, and Feng Lin also realized that his belly was roaring, and couldn't help laughing.

"Auntie, this porridge is delicious, you can eat some of it yourself. ”

"I'm not hungry. Feng Lin couldn't find a ready-made reason.

"I'm not hungry yet, my stomach is screaming. Eat some of your own. If you don't eat it, I won't eat it. ”

Feng Lin was moved by his heart of knowing cold and hot, so he took the porridge and ate a few bites himself. The body instantly regained its vitality. Suddenly thinking of the great defense of men and women, she and Ye Chen actually shared a spoon and ate in one bowl! So she ate a few spoonfuls absentmindedly and continued to feed Ye Chen porridge.

Fortunately, the chubby nurse just now didn't see this scene.

After eating the porridge, Feng Lin took care of Ye Chen to lie down, at this time the nurse came in and wanted to continue to inject Ye Chen with tetanus and nutritional injections, Feng Lin helped the nurse half-remove Ye Chen's hospital gown, revealing his bulging ass and eggs, white and pink, almost not like a man's skin. And the tattoo of the kitchen knife was once again exposed in front of her eyes.

After the nurse finished tetanus, she hung up the hanging bottle to give nutrition, and after finishing it, she glanced at Feng Lin jealously and left.

"Xiaochen, your tattoo seems to be very chic?"

"Oh, my master stabbed me when I was in the country. Saying that I lacked gold in my life, I tattooed a knife. ”

"What's on your back?"

"The back is Gen, for the mountain, and the gold is out of the mountain, and there is an endless stream. My master knows a lot and has a lot of theories, but I only remember this sentence. ”

"It seems to make sense, but I don't understand it. But why doesn't this tattoo have a knife handle?"

Ye Chen explained: "My master said that a knife with a handle is an ordinary knife that needs to be controlled by someone, and a real knife does not need a handle, and even the blade is redundant. My master was a very evil person, he was over 70 years old, he was not dazzled, his ears were not deaf, and he later said that he was dead, and he didn't wake up when he fell asleep. He is a cripple, people call him Chen Cripple, and I can't remember his real name. He was very protective and strict with me. ”

"You don't have your parents in the village to take care of you, and you are all taken care of by Master?"

"My uncle and aunt are my nominal guardians, but I usually live with my master, and my aunt treats my cousins better than my cousins, and I don't go home much. However, my master was also on his own, and others said that he was Shinto and did not want to deal with him, but I often played chess, fishing, raising birds, and taming horses with him, and although the income was not much, it was the happiest time. Later, I went to high school in the county, and I was not as close as before, and my master was getting older day by day, and suddenly he fell asleep one day and never woke up again. ”

Feng Lin listened to him tell his story, and gradually became interested, his stomach suddenly rumbled again, and Ye Chen smiled: "You go to eat first." ”

Of course Feng Lin was reluctant, she still had to listen enough: "I don't eat much at night, I'll go downstairs to eat something later." - Did you also teach your master how to fight?"

"He is a generalist in Hongquan, Bagua Boxing, and Xingyi Boxing, and he is more than enough to teach me alone, but he also taught many students before teaching me, which means that I have had many brothers and sisters, but we don't know each other, I don't know them, and they don't know me. My master didn't want others to know that I knew kung fu, he said that kung fu is used for self-defense and punishment of bad people, not for showing off. He is very clever in cultivation, and often says things that I don't understand, but now as he gets older, he gradually understands some of them. For example, he said that martial arts are so mysterious, as Lao Tzu said, 'the road is very good, and the people are good', so there is no truth. It should be 'lost and lost, so that nothing can be done'. The Yin Fu Sutra says: 'People know the gods of their gods, but they don't know why they are gods'. My master didn't teach me a lot of fancy things, but taught me to read a few sage books, and now that I think about it, it really makes sense. ”

Ye Chen said that in the depths, Feng Lin didn't understand it at all, but when he said this, his eyes radiated a strange brilliance, and he was really happy for him in his heart. As a reward for Ye Chen's answers, Feng Lin showed her beautiful demeanor, kind and enthusiastic, soft rhyme, and all kinds of amorous.

"Is that kitchen knife an heirloom left to you by your master?"

Ye Chen saw her innocent face, which was even more thrilling than that of seventeen or eighteen years old. The spring light hits the clouds of the heart in an instant, beautiful as a rainbow after the rain, and the brilliance is blazing!

However, Ye Chen thought that the kitchen knife was only owned by the sect leader of the kitchen knife sect, and if he wanted to say that it was passed on by the master, wouldn't it reveal his identity, although there was no need to hide it from her, but it would not be too much to add a little drama. So he said: "There is really a bit of a history about this kitchen knife." He smiled mysteriously.

"Really?" Feng Lin's appetite was satisfied, and he wished that he would tell her everything like pouring beans.

"It's just that the story is a bit long, you better go to dinner, go home tonight, don't take care of me here, I'm already cured, it's okay. Hey, where did Geng Qimin go?"

"Xiao Geng has been busy with your business for the past two days, I asked him to go back and rest, and I will accompany you here tonight. By the way, he pointed in the direction of the nurse's station, lowered his voice and said, "It's true that there are nurses, they are working, and I don't dare to expect anything uncomfortable for you." ”

Ye Chen's heart was moved, this hot thoughtfulness made him feel happy and happy. But he had to say, "I'm actually fine." You're tired, so take care of yourself. I see that it is almost the seven-day appointment, you have prepared 80,000 from there, I have prepared 20,000 here, and Gao Yang will be back soon. ”

Speaking of 20,000 yuan, he found his mobile phone and opened the call record with Lao Geng, but this guy did not transfer money to him. Seeing that Lao Geng used his account to notify Han Ying, he secretly screamed that it was not good, thinking that this time there was another handle in Han Ying's hands, it was hard to guarantee that she would still talk about graduation, once she stabbed it, the school would have to expel him.

"Auntie, did Lao Geng say anything?"

"Didn't say anything. When Lao Geng left, he just told Feng Lin where Ye Chen's mobile phone was charging, and he didn't talk about anything else.

Ye Chen quickly dialed Lao Geng's phone, but no one answered, and after calling again, Lao Geng picked up: "Hey!"

"Where's the money?"

"You're awake! The money won't be less for you, I'll go over tomorrow afternoon." It's okay, don't delay me to celebrate, I'll be drunk and hazy to find Xiao Dongli in a while. When your body is healed, brother will ask the horse to kill the chicken haha. ”

"How is Yang Qiwa?"

"I was hospitalized, my heart valve was hemorrhagic and necrotic, and I had surgery. It's not your fault, he fought with you with illness, and he usually relies on excitement to maintain it, and you don't win without force. Nothing else, right?"

"Why did you tell Han Ying about this?"

"She asked you where you went on WeChat, and I told you the truth. It's okay, she's just a paper tiger, but it doesn't hurt. ”

"your lungs! Don't wipe your mouth clean when you steal food!"

"Haha, you're still younger. Teacher Han and you, others can't see it, but I know a little bit, you have fought each other, since you can still keep in touch, it means that you are destined to be inseparable. I don't want to get myself in trouble, and when the time comes, she'll be hard for me, and I'm really not worth it. Lao Tzu spent another 3,000 yuan to give you imported medicine, so I don't have to bear this unwarranted disaster. That's it, let's drink porridge haha. ”

After speaking, Lao Geng hung up the phone.

Lao Geng is right, from his point of view, Ye Chen and Han Ying are a pair of bitter enemies for many years, Han Ying doesn't even give Ye Chen credits regardless of the matter discussion, but they still keep each other's WeChat now, saying that they have nothing to do with each other, and no one believes it.

Lao Geng is an old man, and he has figured it out, he doesn't want to be asked by Han Ying afterwards to take responsibility alone, and it is difficult to say whose side Ye Chen is on at that time.

Feng Lin heard the conversation on the phone somewhat, and knew that Yang Qiwa was fine, so she was relieved, and when she heard them talk about Han Ying, the scene of Han Ying picking up Ye Chen's clothes appeared in front of her again.

I thought, just like Lao Geng said, the relationship between Han Ying and Ye Chen is really not ordinary, and when I suddenly thought of this, I felt a little uncomfortable, but I couldn't tell where I was uncomfortable.

"Auntie, don't worry, Lao Geng's 20,000 yuan will arrive tomorrow. Ye Chen's heart was still filled with Feng Lin. Feng Lin couldn't help but feel a little relieved. Suddenly, it occurred to me that his kindness to Feng Lin was based on a kind of charity or sympathy, but it was not as true and righteous as Han Ying and Han Ying who hated or guarded each other.

"It's hard for you to be left and right. Feng Lin burst into tears again, took a few fruits, and went to the water room, tears flowed from his eyes to his heart, but he didn't dare to show him.

Ye Chen looked at her back, and suddenly felt that everything he had done was worth it, and he couldn't help but feel a strong sense of pride. Suddenly I felt an itch in a place, and reached out to touch the crotch, but a boil bulged out at the Yuan Vein, but I couldn't use the strength to get rid of it, so I could only scratch it like an itch through my boots.

"Grandma's bear, this boil also lacks great virtue!" Ye Chen wiped his hands, touched his mobile phone, and ordered a takeaway of boiled fish and rice, thinking that Feng Lin didn't have to go downstairs to eat now. Everything was done, and a new song "Awake and Dreaming" by Jacky Cheung was released, intoxicated in the HighC of the god of songs, while intoxicating and humming along with the signs.

Lao Geng went to celebrate, and it was time for him to celebrate.

Feng Lin brought the fruit up, peeled it again, and fed Ye Chen apples piece by piece. "I like to eat apples in fruits, and I am safe. Come on, open your mouth. ”

Half an hour later, the little brother who delivered the food arrived, Feng Lin ate the boiled fish and rice from the takeaway, looking at Ye Chen's smug and relaxed expression, and felt very comforted.

"You've forgotten something, have you?" asked Feng Lin as she ate.

"What's the matter?" Ye Chen didn't expect that there was anything else missing.

"Knives! You tell me where the kitchen knife came from, I'll wait. ”

"Hey, I forgot. About this kitchen knife – one day, Master took me to Nanshan to dig wild vegetables, and he found a very unique stone, the shape of a seven-pointed star, the color of which is dark green, and it is not at all the stone that we should have on the mountain there. My master risked falling off the cliff, got it up the hillside, moved it, it was too heavy to move, let me guard on the mountain, and he went home and pulled the cart. The two of us carried the stone half-lifted and half-rolled to the foot of the mountain and got it to our home.

"Seven years have passed, he knocked on the cigarette pouch on the stone every day, and finally the stone cracked, and my master thought that there was a door, so he smashed the stone, and thought that the windfall was not rich and poor, could it be that we pressed the two of us to have good luck? At that time, I thought that there would be a piece of precious jade inside, but it turned out to be this black stone piece. It was sharpened for a long time, and it became like a kitchen knife. We went up the mountain to dig wild vegetables, and we used them to cut vegetables. ”

Feng Lin said: "I know that you are talking nonsense." I've also seen that kitchen knife, and I've seen the tattoo, and there are some texts on it, which are not engraved at all, but seem to be natural, and you actually said that it was processed by your master, I don't believe this. ”

"I'm not done yet. Listen—we didn't take him seriously when we finished that night. It can't be sold for money, and no one wants to buy it at all. And even as a kitchen knife, it's not a good thing, it doesn't have any blades. We were all disappointed that day, and my master cut it down at this ordinary stone, and when it went in, the stone didn't open. We didn't touch it again, and when we woke up the next day, the knife had changed. ”

"What has become?" Feng Lin was attracted by the story, and suddenly turned into a girl full of curiosity, eager to know the answer.

"It's weird to say it, and you don't believe it, and you say I'm talking nonsense. ”

"Come on, can't I believe it?" Feng Lin couldn't forgive him for continuing to sell Guanzi.

When he woke up the next day, the stone had become a pile of mud and the blade of the knife had been opened. Looking at the blade again, there is a lot of text on the blade. ”

"Nonsense, nonsense. I don't believe it!" Feng Lin couldn't believe it at all.

"Look, I told you you didn't believe it, sure enough. ”

"Okay, so you told the story so well, I listened to a chat. As he spoke, he got up and remembered to throw away the lunch box and garbage.

Suddenly, Feng Lin seemed to remember something, stopped, turned around and asked, "Do you usually carry a knife with you, and where do you put it when you don't bring it?"