(Author's words: If you don't understand, you can go to Weibo to ask, and then now it's Mr. Fu's dream)

Tang Qingwan has never studied, and she doesn't know what words to use to describe it, in short, she is a good-looking drifter.

She couldn't bear to bear the drifter to be alone by the river Styx, so she found a bamboo raft from not far away, and laboriously carried him up, thinking that when she got to the front, she would find a treasure to bury him well, and suddenly the drifter stretched out his big hand, grabbed her slender wrist violently, and then put it down.

Qingwan's heart jumped rapidly - deceitful corpse?

She dared to get closer to the drifter, and found that he was still breathing, and it turned out that he was still alive.

In this way, there was no longer any delay, and he stepped up his steps, pulled the bamboo raft, and went back to the Buddha's village.

Old Man Tang is picking up the clothes that Qingwan had washed before collecting medicine in the yard, this June day, there has always been no time, I am afraid that there will be another rainstorm.

Far away, I heard Qingwan calling urgently, "Dad-"

Although Tang Liujiu was old, his eyes were not cloudy, and from his line of sight, Tang Qingwan came back with a trouble.

When the beautiful figure approached, Old Man Tang walked up, and his tone was full of dissatisfaction, "Ah Wan." I didn't tell you that people from outside can't be brought into the village casually. ”

"Dad, he's hurt. Tang Qingwan wiped the sweat on her forehead with the back of her hand, "We doctors, we can't see death and can't be saved." ”

Old Man Tang lowered his eyes, and the person on the bamboo raft was dressed a lot, and his spirit was magnificent.

Tang Liujiu had wisps of white beard, and he calculated in his heart that in a few years, the person who was lying down now would become a great tool.

Tang Qingwan saw that the old man didn't speak, so angry that tears rolled in her eyes, she bit her lip, "Dad." Have mercy and save him. ”

Old Man Tang put his hands behind his back, pacing around the bamboo raft, and there was a silence of tens of seconds in the airflow, and he nodded, "Awan, take him back to the house." ”

Then he entered the door first, and left another sentence, "This is a gunshot wound, this person is not small, don't let others look at it." ”

Qingwan agreed, and then looked around carefully, fortunately, on such a sandstorm day, there were very few people going out of Buddha Village.

She, she really wasted all her strength to put that beautiful drifter on the kang.

"Awan. You go to the wing room and fetch the foreign guys that Ting Xuan's kid brought from outside last time. ”

The foreign guy in the old man's mouth refers to the scalpels, tweezers, alcohol lamps, and bottles and jars commonly used in Western medicine for surgery.

When Lu Tingxuan brought this big box, Qingwan named it the Almighty Pocket.

"Isn't that a tinkerbell?" Lu Tingxuan smiled after hearing this, looked at her puzzled and coquettish appearance, and continued, "Qingwan." When you're twenty, I'll take you out of the valley, okay?"

Brother Tingxuan always thinks about going out, isn't it good to stay in Buddha Village?

There are mountains, water, and forests, such a fairyland, many people can't ask for it.

Brother Tingxuan's thing called a mobile phone is loaded with a lot of pictures of the outside world, which is wonderful, but Qingwan is not very used to those excitement.

The old man took the box in Qingwan's hand, put the tweezers on the burning wick and roasted it for a while, cleaned the scalpel before cutting it

"Dad, are you hungry? I'm going to cook. ”

Tang Qingwan said this is actually a bit flattering, and the old man Tang also knew that the little girl was thanking him for saving people, so he smiled, "Let's cook a bowl of noodles for the old man." ”

"Yes. Tang Qingwan saluted the old man, ran to the room, and brought out a bowl of fragrant noodles in three or two clicks.

Old Man Tang was sitting on the kang, supporting the table, and was eating satisfactorily, when there was a message from outside the courtyard, "Is Old Tang at home?"

The old man could hear that this was Qian Liu from the east of the village, and wiped the oil on his mouth, "At home." Liu'er, what's the matter with looking for me?"

"Donald, my mother-in-law gave birth to a child who had a difficult birth, and the midwife had never seen so much blood and fainted. Qian Liu's voice was very anxious, "I also begged Donald to come forward to save my wife and children." ”

"Between neighbors, talk about what to ask for or not. The old man got up and put on a small jacket, "I'll take a look at it with you." ”

Old Man Tang walked to the door, as if he remembered something, and turned his head to Tang Qingwan and admonished. "Wan'er, if the kid on the kang wakes up, don't let him stay at home if he can walk. ”

When the old man went out, Qingwan tilted her neck and looked at the crooked drifter again, the sky was quickly dyed with ink, and the room was dark and dreary. She jumped off the kang to find the candle flame, and as soon as it was lit, the people on the kang made a muffled noise.

"Don't move, I just stitched you up, it's going to crack!"

Fu Sinian leaned out that it was a girl's house, and replied to her with a tense body, "Thank you, girl's life-saving grace." ”

"What do you call a girl? Qingwan held the candlestick and sat beside him, "My name is Tang Qingwan, what about you?"

In the early years, because of the marriage imposed by his father, Fu Sinian had seen the daughter of the Shen family in the stunning Sichuan City, but Shen Chenxi's appearance was far inferior to the elegant and elegant people in front of him.

There was a warmth in his heart, but his brain quickly thought that the Jiang family still had unsettled debts, so he hid his full name, and his thin lips opened slightly, "Year." ”

It's just that a smart and beautiful woman like Tang Qingwan can't tell that this "year" is just a pronoun?

She remembered Old Man Tang's repeated admonitions, hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "Brother Nian, what else is tight about the rest of your body?"

In the early years, I heard that the elders chattered about the bottom of this Sichuan City, and there was a paradise fairyland.

It's just that no one has ever come, and those who fall off the cliff often lose their lives.

I don't know if Fu Sinian is too strong, or if the time has not come, the stray bullet did not hit the important part, was betrayed by his brother and pushed down the valley, happened to fall into the spring, buffered to the shore, fortunately rescued by a girl.

Listening to her words, it seemed to be mixed with some flavor of the Republic of China, and he suddenly wanted to tease her, "Little girl, tell me, we are not blood relatives, when did I become your brother?"

Tang Qingwan's ridiculous pretty face secretly gave birth to a few red clouds, thinking that Nian was a stranger and didn't understand the folk customs of the Buddha's village, so he kindly explained, "Our peers here are all sisters and brothers. ”

"Oh?" Fu Sinian deliberately lengthened his tone, "Dare to ask the girl how old she is this year?"

"Little Nineteen. ”

The notes in Tang Qingwan's throat, like the cloth shoes of a dancer spinning, turned gracefully, very beautifully.

"Then I am indeed your brother. ”

When Fu Sinian finished speaking, he almost bit the root of his tongue.

Look, Tang Qingwan didn't seem to think of any meat jokes because of this.

I am still a little afraid in my heart, what if I am returned to my senses by Qingwan and misunderstand that I am an obscene person?

So, he followed closely and said, "It's not your brother." ”

"And how old are you?"

"Twenty-four. ”

Fu Sinian was a little proud, for the first time he felt proud and proud because he was older than a girl.

"Brother Nian. Qingwan grabbed his hand and rejoiced, "You are a year older than Brother Tingxuan." ”

Fu Sinian guessed that Tingxuan, maybe it was her lover, he felt a little uncomfortable, he pulled his hand away awkwardly, and said in a muffled voice, "Then you have to call my brother Sheng to listen." ”

Without waiting for Tang Qingwan to respond, Fu Sinian's stomach began to scream uncontrollably.

"Are you hungry?" Qingwan grabbed the lamp and got off the kang in a panic, not forgetting to soothe his emotions, "Don't worry, wait for me for a while." ”

The moonlight outside crept into the room, and although the light was unclear, it was not dark.

Fu Sinian took every inch of this room into his eyes.

He hadn't lived in an old place where there weren't even electric lights. In summer, there is no air conditioning and refrigerator, especially the kang where he is lying, which is not even a bed.

At present, it is very appropriate to use the four walls of the family as a rhetorical description.

Fu Sinian even felt a little pity, that girl, has she lived in such a place for nineteen years?

After a while, before Qingwan's footsteps could get closer, he smelled a fragrance in the air.

Participating in this transaction, Fu Sinian thought that it would be smooth and smooth, and then he would be able to go home and eat Aunt Zhao's full banquet, but he didn't expect that the plan could not catch up with the changes, and his stomach was deflated without dignity just after the test of life and death.

Qingwan put the noodles on the table and slowly helped Fu Sinian sit up. Fu Sinian held the bowl in both hands, and he didn't care about the etiquette of the Fu family, looking at his gobbling appearance, Qingwan took off his cheeks, and said with a smile: "Brother Nian, you eat slowly, there is no one to fight with you here." ”

"What did you call me?" Fu Sinian was stunned for a moment, "What did you just call me?"

"Why are you so fickle? Didn't you just ask me to call your brother. Qing Wan sneered.

Brother Nian.

What came out of Tang Qingwan's mouth was so pleasant.

Fu Sinian swallowed his noodles in a big gulp, buried a handsome face in the bowl, and nodded and choked, "Qingqing." You can call me that from now on. ”

The child who herds the sheep loses the value of continuing to trust.

But, after all, she couldn't bear it, she patiently asked: "Brother Nian, where else does your body hurt?"

Fu Sinian quickly grabbed Tang Qingwan's little hand and covered it on his chest, his tone pretending to be aggrieved, "My heart hurts." ”

"Whatever you need!"

Knowing that his body was neat, Tang Qingwan escaped from his clutches while Fu Sinian had not yet recovered his senses.

Fu Sinian was behind him, and said kindly: "Qingqing." I'm really heartbroken about your IQ, the old terrier has been tried and tested repeatedly. It's so simple, what should I do if I am deceived by others in the future?"

Although those new words are incomprehensible, you can guess from Fu Sinian's tone that this "year" is going around the corner to fool her.

The rain outside the house became heavier, and the thunderbolt fell into the pots and pans in the yard, forming a discordant musical.

The thin clouds that could still be seen earlier were also sprayed with ink, and the black pressed pressed against each other.

Qingwan was faintly uneasy in her heart, and she didn't know which words to use to describe this moment.

"Wan girl—"

It is Qian Liu in the east of the village.

"Sixth uncle, is Dad coming back with you?"

Qingwan jumped up from the wooden bench, ignoring Fu Sinian's instructions on the kang, she grabbed the oil-paper umbrella casually and rushed into the rain.

"After Donald finished treating my mother-in-law that day, he drank two pots of wine as usual, isn't the day the same as today?"

Qian Liu's words were blown thin by the wind, and Qingwan couldn't hear it clearly.

"Uncle Six, it's raining too much, let's go to the house and talk. ”

In the house, Qingwan didn't forget to take a bowl of warm ginger tea and serve it to Qian Liu.

Qian Liu drank tea, his purple lips slowly regained their polish, and he was too warm, and asked, "Wan girl, has Don't Donald come back a few days?"

Seeing her nodding, he slapped his thigh and said angrily, "I should keep Donald!"

"Sixth Uncle, don't worry. ”

"What's wrong with my dad?"

After Donald finished drinking as usual, the raindrops outside were as big as stones, and they hurt his face. Qian Liu angrily slammed the cup on the table, "The old man didn't say that he didn't worry about you being a girl at home, so he went back overnight." ”

"No, my mother-in-law's medicine is finished today, and I'll take it. ”

"Donald, haven't you come back yet?"

Originally, the uneasiness in Qingwan's heart was magnified on the surface.

She didn't hold steady for a while, and at the moment when she was about to fall to the ground, she was caught by Fu Sinian's generous palm.

"Qingqing. Don't be afraid. ”

Fu Sinian's gentle words gradually played a calming role in Qingwan.

Qian Liu realized that there were other people in the house.

Smelling the sound, it should be a young man.

"Wan girl, the sixth uncle is ashamed of you!" Qian Liu pointed to Fu Sinian who was standing behind him, and said indignantly: "If you don't study well at a young age, you will learn badly, and the mother-in-law will steal people at home while the man is away!"

Tang Qingwan's little face, with this condemnation, suddenly lost its luster.

In the eyes of the people of Buddha Village, although Lu Tingxuan is nominally the adopted son of Master Tang. But people's hearts are as transparent as a mirror, and they all understand that this Lu Tingxuan is the son-in-law that the old man is looking for for his daughter.

Ting Xuan is now out of the valley, the old man's life and death are uncertain, and this stinky girl with no conscience is actually raising wild men in the house.

No wonder I didn't go home for so many days, and when I asked the old man about his condition, it turned out that the days were too happy.

"Today, Uncle Six, I will teach you a lesson for the old man, a little red guy who eats inside and out!"

Qian Liu took off his shoes and was about to hit Qingwan, but was grabbed by Fu Sinian.

This man was born handsome, and he complained that the little girl would be bewitched, Qian Liu was pressed so hard that his voice trembled a little: "You ......"

"If any more dirty words pop out of your mouth to humiliate Qingqing, I will abolish your hand. ”