Chapter 733: Heart Demon

Since Ni Kun asked this question, thinking about it to Xiaoyuan, he felt that it was okay to tell Ni Kun something:

"Zhong Yuan is really afraid of injections. She said she used to have a younger brother, five or six years younger than her, and she liked this brother. Later, when she was ** years old, this younger brother died of penicillin allergy, you also know that the medical conditions in the countryside are not very good, and it was not uncommon for a child to die at that time, but she watched her younger brother never wake up after a needle, what kind of feeling was it. So since then, she has been very afraid of injections, really scared in her heart. This is something that a few of our sisters know with whom we have a very good relationship, so don't ask her. ”

This incident is an indelible scar in Zhong Yuan's heart, she is different from herself, she was forced to become an only child, and this younger brother has also become a knot in her heart that can never be mentioned.

Ni Kun let out an "oh" and didn't speak.

At that time, he saw Zhong Yuan's hysterical resistance to injections, and there was a faint pleasure like revenge in his heart, but when he knew that it was the reason, he couldn't help but feel an indescribable guilt in his heart.

"You give this to her, this medicine works, and it shouldn't leave a scar if you apply it on time. ”

As he spoke, he handed a box of ointment to Xiao Yuan.

Xiang Xiaoyuan couldn't help frowning with the ointment: "Why don't you give it to her yourself?"

Ni Kun smiled bitterly: "I want to give it to her, and she won't fall on my face?"

He knows this too well, it's good why a girl is so spicy, that character is really not likeable. Although he is really capable, very responsible, and very aura. But none of these words are like describing a woman, right?

Xiao Yuan couldn't help laughing, and then put away the ointment, it is estimated that Ni Kun asked himself out today because of this matter.

In the blink of an eye, on the weekend, Xiaoyuan made an appointment with Zhong Yuan and Zhai Yu, and Ye Xianshuang was even more busy on the weekend, but when she heard that Cheng Hao had opened a villa, she immediately took a few bottles of red wine and asked Xiaoyuan to bring it and said welcome to taste, and had the opportunity to help herself sell to the guests, and there was a commission.

Xiang Xiaoyuan served this guy and asked her why she didn't want to be an agent, she said that she needed a large amount of initial capital to be an agent, and she couldn't do it now, and she had recently found a new job, which could only be used as a side hustle to earn some extra money.

"Wow! This villa is so big!" Zhai Yu stood on the balcony of the villa and looked out, but in the middle of summer, it was shaded by green trees, cool and comfortable, which made people feel refreshed.

The inside of the villa looks like a Chinese garden, with winding bridges and lotus flowers, as if you have arrived in the south of the Yangtze River.

"It's really good!" Zhong Yuan sincerely admired: "It must have cost a lot of money! I like this kind of architecture, it doesn't make it the same as the European castles, and now these rich people are following suit, as if they have to build European-style buildings to be tall." ”

"When will this place open?" Zhai Yu said curiously, seeing that this place was newly built for a short time, and the paint in some places had not dried out.

Xiaoyuan didn't know: "I don't know, anyway, let's have fun, be free, and don't be restrained by anyone." ”

At first, I thought that Cheng Hao was just talking casually, but I didn't expect to really build such a garden.

"By the way, come with me to pick vegetables in the field in a while, there are no waiters here, we have to eat whatever we want. ”

But this is even more interesting, Zhai Yu and Zhong Yuan hurriedly responded, carried the basket and followed her to the vegetable field by the lake.

"I'll go, do you still grow rice at home?"

Although I knew that Cheng Hao was rich, I didn't expect to be so rich, this villa was really eye-opening.

"Wow! really!" Xiang Xiaoyuan himself was taken aback: "Is there a fish there?"

As she spoke, she rolled up her trousers and sleeves and went down to the field.

Not long after, she really grabbed two palm-sized crucian carp and climbed ashore, and the whole person rolled into a mud monkey.

"Yes, yes, I have fish soup to drink!"

Zhong Yuan and Xiaoyu both laughed to death: "Just such a little fish, who can drink it?"

They laughed and laughed, and when they saw the peasants in the rice fields come out, they knew that they were guests, and immediately took baskets and helped them catch a few large ones, and everyone was satisfied.

"Do you want to eat chicken?" Xiao Yuan was restless again.

Zhong Yuanbai said: "How can you eat such a little chicken?

Those chicks didn't look like they had been raised for long, the small ones were pitiful, and they were too tender to be a boy chicken.

The three of them laughed and walked towards the villa, and met Cheng Hao head-on.

Looking at Xiang Xiaoyuan's body of mud, Cheng Hao couldn't cry or laugh: "You don't wait for me! Forget it, go back and change your clothes first!"

Zhai Yu took the vegetables to the water room to clean, Zhong Yuan came to the kitchen to prepare to burn the stove first, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw Fu Xianlong sweating profusely but couldn't light the fire, and he was choked by soot and coughed.

"Hurry up, how can you do this!"

Seeing his embarrassed appearance, Zhong Yuan couldn't stop laughing.

Fu Xianlong was a little embarrassed and said, "You're here?"

Zhong Yuan nodded, and then squatted on the side of the stove: "Cheng Hao is really interesting, and he also got a big firewood pot." ”

Fu Xianlong wiped the soot on his face and said angrily: "Who said no, I don't know what he thinks." At the beginning, I said no, he had to do it, and remembered that one is one play!"

He is also one of the investors in this villa, anyway, Cheng Hao will pull himself in whatever he does, and he has not enjoyed much, and he is with him every time he suffers.

At the beginning, he said that he wanted to build a European-style manor, Cheng Hao didn't have to build a Chinese-style, Chinese-style is Chinese-style, he still had to build a traditional stove, and he didn't resist him when he arrived.

"I'll do it, you get out of the way. ”

Zhong Yuan said as he lit firewood and grass, and then filled it into the table, this kind of stove she was used to living very well, and it was not a problem for her at all.

Looking at her skillful appearance, Fu Xianlong couldn't help but smile and said: "You are really good, I lit it for a long time and smoked, but it didn't catch fire." ”

Zhong Yuan pressed the fire and said with a smile: "My parents still use this kind of stove at home, I'm used to it, and those of you who haven't used it won't use it." But one of the advantages of this stove is that the cooking is really delicious, I don't believe you can taste it in a while!"

Although I know that the person in front of me is also a rich young master, it is very comfortable to talk to him, unlike that guy who wants to beat him up when he sees him.

They were chatting, Zhai Yu had already finished washing the dishes and brought them into the kitchen, it was the first time she saw Fu Xianlong, politely greeted him and then helped Zhong Yuan get busy together.

Zhong Yuan wore an apron, his hair was coiled up with a chopstick, and today he happened to be wearing a pale green Chinese-style stand-up collar shirt, with long legs and a thin waist from behind, especially like Wang Zengqi's capable daughter-in-law who was in charge of a big family during the Republic of China.

"Hand me the ginger!"

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand to take the ginger that the other party handed her and cut it into slices, and then squatted down to look at the fire in the stove, and suddenly felt her hair fall out, and she couldn't help but cover her head and turn her face in shock.

I saw Ni Kun standing behind her, holding the chopsticks she used as a hairpin.