After a while, Gu Jingxing came out of the thick smoke, and said while coughing: "Rural fires, it's all like this." ”

Song Ran nodded: "I know, Mother Wu also built a very small stove in the yard, and she said that the rice cooked that way is more fragrant." ”

Gu Jing walked to the side, took two green vegetables, scooped a scoop of water into the basin, washed it, and rinsed it again.

Song Ran followed inch by inch, he washed the vegetables, and she squatted aside: "Jing Xing, let me do it, this looks simple, I should do it myself, I have enough food and clothing." ”

Gu Jingxing chuckled: "There are only two pots at home, in case you break it, you have to spend money to buy it." ”

Song Ran snorted lightly: "You don't believe me like that, hum." ”

The water in the cauldron on the side has been boiling, the smell of firewood smoke has just disappeared, and the water vapor and smoke of boiling water have not stopped.

Gu Jingxing hurriedly took a tube of dried noodles, uncovered the wooden pot lid, and surrounded the stove alone, busy.

The door between the stoves was not closed, the early autumn rain, with a slight cool breeze blowing in, the kerosene lamp flickered on and off, Song Ran stood aside, looking at the man who got up in the middle of the night to cook noodles for her, and his heart suddenly swelled with infinite emotion.

She walked up behind him and whispered, "Jingxing, I'...... Can I hug your waist?"

Gu Jingxing's hands were stunned, and his throat tightened: "It's best to ...... It's better not to. ”

A man's waist cannot be touched.

The girl stuck to it regardless of it, she hugged his waist from behind, her chin could barely rest on his shoulder, her hand passed under his armpit, caressing his chest, her voice was soft, it seemed to be filled with water vapor: "Jing Xing, Jing Xing, I really want to know, at that time, how did you live, how did you live a tormented life." ”

Gu Jingxing was confused, and didn't know what she was talking about.

"Xiao Ran, when do you want to know about it?

Song Ran's eyes were hot, and he shook his head: "No...... Nothing, I'm just talking about it. ”

What she wants to know is how Gu Jingxing, who was ruthlessly rejected by her in her previous life, was forced to marry Wen Huihui.

He obviously loves himself so much, but he had to marry Wen Huihui because of a child, how pitiful he is.

I heard that he was diagnosed with cancer at the age of 40, and then chemotherapy and radiotherapy took up most of his life.

saved his life, saved his life for more than ten years, and was in his early fifties, but he finally went.

Forty years old, just the right year, it should be a depression in the heart, so that such a healthy person would have such a serious illness.

She pressed her face to his back with affection, rubbing it gently, feeling it gently.

Gu Jingxing put the noodles into the pot, dripped two drops of oil, put a little salt, turned around, and looked at her carefully in the dim light: "Xiao Ran, what's wrong? Is it because of the autumn rain?"

Song Ran seemed to have made up his mind and said: "Jing Xing, in the future, after we get married, I will definitely strive to be a qualified virtuous helper, I will definitely take care of you, I will cook for you, I will also wash your clothes, I will definitely make you healthy." ”

Gu Jingxing laughed out loud: "Okay, why did you swear again?" I said everything, I will do anything, I ......"

Song Ran clasped his hand: "You can do anything, but because of your family difficulties, you have to do it, no one is born to like to do this, I know, it is you who tolerate me, so I take these things, I like you, so I want to share these things for you." ”