Chapter Eighty-Eight: Temper
Fall to death?
Xu Weiguo threw the basket in his hand into the pot, and the person pounced on Lin Xiaoman like an arrow off the string. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
Lin Xiaoman only felt that he was suddenly pulled up from the ground, and when he looked again, the person had already been carried by Xu Weiguo and ran back to the house.
Is this a performance of a great shift?
I was at the top of the stairs just now, and now I'm on the bed in the house...
Bed... Lin Xiaoman struggled to get down, "My body is full of thin mud, this sheet was washed and dried by me just yesterday, this sitting, my bed sheet is washed in vain." ”
Xu Weiguo didn't speak, his eyes were like searchlights, and after Lin Xiaoman looked his whole body up and down, he immediately stretched out his hand and pinched it down from her shoulder little by little, as if to check whether her bones were broken.
"And my fungus, my fungus bag, fell off the staircase.
Xu Weiguo, I've been picking it for a long time, don't pinch me, go pick up my bag for me. ”
When Xu Weiguo rushed over, something happened suddenly, she was so frightened that she threw away the bag, and when she habitually wanted to run, she was hugged by Xu Weiguo and carried back to the house.
"Don't twist, stay well!" "It's like this, what kind of fungus bag are you looking for?"
As soon as Xu Weiguo finished pinching his arm, Lin Xiaoman began to twist, he couldn't continue to look for the injury at all, and his tone became irritable as soon as he was in a hurry.
Lin Xiaoman was shocked by this roar. What kind of tantrum did Xu Weiguo have inexplicably?
Xu Weiguo carefully touched the bones all over her body, and found that there were no broken or misplaced bones, his brows furrowed, "Lin Xiaoman, tell me, where does it hurt?"
Lin Xiaoman looked at Xu Weiguo blankly.
"Stupid fall, I don't know where it hurts? I didn't touch my head just now. Xu Weiguo hurriedly stretched out his hand and touched Lin Xiaoman's head again.
He has such a big temper and such a fierce tone, just because he is worried about her?
Lin Xiaoman's heart trembled violently.
It's because when she went upstairs, she exaggeratedly said: I was so unlucky today, I almost fell to death?
So Xu Weiguo was nervous and worried, so he came back with her and checked her body regardless of it?
Suddenly, there was a smell of burnt paste outside.
"Xu Weiguo, the rice is paste!"
"If you don't eat a meal, you won't die of hunger, let me ask you, where does it hurt?" Xu Weiguo stared at Lin Xiaoman seriously.
"It's just, my feet hurt, but it doesn't hurt anywhere else, I didn't fall. Lin Xiaoman pointed to his ankle, "Xu Weiguo, don't worry, it's just a twisted foot, I didn't fall stupidly, and I didn't break a bone."
You don't want to think about it, I walked back by myself, if I was stupid or my bones were broken, I would be lying on the hillside waiting to die or waiting for someone to come looking for me..."
It was already far enough away from the pair of wild mandarin ducks, but the man suddenly looked back, Lin Xiaoman was in a hurry, and he had to squat down immediately, the squatting was too urgent, and the slope was slippery again, so he fell down directly, sliding several meters away, and almost fell down the mountain.
At the critical moment, she hugged a tree, and then climbed up again, and when she stood up and walked again, she found that her foot was twisted.
So I walked for more than an hour before I walked back.
The place where the basket sticks to the bottom of the pot has been charred, and the rice near it has been burned.
Lin Xiaoman thought about it, shoveled down the unscorched half-cooked rice, sat a tin pot on the stove, added a third of the pot of water, and then turned a bowl upside down in the pot, and then crossed two chopsticks on the foot of the bowl, and then put the unscorched rice in an aluminum lunch box, put it on the chopsticks, covered the tin pot and steamed it for more than ten minutes.
Lin Xiaoman called three times in a row, and Xu Weiguo went to pick up the bag containing the fungus with a black face.
After the rice was steamed, Lin Xiaoman threw the washed fungus into the scalding water left over from the steamed rice, and after it was cooked, he took it out again, mixed it with condiments, and served it on the table.
After eating, Xu Weiguo solemnly said to Lin Xiaoman: "Don't go out if it's okay." ”
It's not okay to draw the ground into a prison, Lin Xiaoman tried his best to fight for his freedom, "I'll pay attention next time, you can't lock me up." ”
Xu Weiguo stared at Lin Xiaoman, his eyes flickering, "It seems that you are quite energetic." ”
Lin Xiaoman hurriedly took the toiletries, limped to the bathing area, and said as he walked: "The whole body is covered in mud, he doesn't seem to mind at all, and after walking half a step slower, he was pulled to the bed again."
Why is this man's taste so heavy, is it because he likes to flutter the mud when he trains, so he doesn't feel that the mud is dirty?
The same is true for the pair of wild mandarin ducks, they can toss in the mud for so long, is it possible that a man who is a soldier is more sexually interested in a woman who is stained with mud?"
"What wild mandarin duck?" said coldly, Xu Weiguo's voice came from behind him.
Lin Xiaoman was startled, "You, why did you come with you?"
Xu Weiguo silently dragged the bucket into his hand, helped Lin Xiaoman make a small half bucket of water, and brought it to the door of the bathing area.
After Lin Xiaoman entered, Xu Weiguo leaned against the door again and said, "I'm outside, something calls me." ”
He asked Wu Yue to help with the medicine that night, and he also said this, I was outside the door, something called me...
At that time, Lin Xiaoman only thought that he was saying it to Wu Yue, afraid that he would bully Wu Yue, but now that he thought about it carefully, he found that Xu Weiguo should have said it to her.
The person he cares about, the person he cares about, has always been Lin Xiaoman.
After Lin Xiaoman figured it out, his heart blossomed, as sweet as eating honey. After quickly taking a shower and getting dressed, Lin Xiaoman walked out with a smile on his dirty clothes and stood by the laundry table to scrub his clothes.
Her hair was already very long, and as soon as she lowered her head, the tips of her hair were stained with the water in the laundry table, and she tied all her hair up, pulled a loose ball, and continued to rub the mud on her clothes.
The laundry table was a bit high, and if she wanted to exert herself, she had to tiptoe hard, and as soon as she lowered her head, a large patch of white appeared on her neck. Because of the force, the waistline is also exposed.
Xu Weiguo stood silently behind her, like a wall, blocking the prying eyes of others.
When Lin Xiaoman came over from Jiangcheng, he only brought two changes of clothes. Her clothes don't fit well, they are generally wide enough, but not long enough.
He gave the Lin family a bride price of 200 yuan, and the Lin family was reluctant to exchange some cloth tickets for her to tear off new clothes?
"Your mother didn't want this dress because she wore it out?"
"Hehe, it seems to be, anyway, it's not my mother's, it's my grandmother's. In fact, Lin Xiaoman himself can't remember clearly, anyway, his younger brother has a new set of clothes every year.
The whole family's cloth tickets were all made for my younger brother to make New Year's clothes.
Lin Xiaoman seems to have grown up wearing other people's clothes since he was a child, as for who it is, there are too many people, and I can't remember it anyway.
Hehe, she can still laugh?
When he returned to the house, Xu Weiguo rummaged through the cabinets and found a bunch of things and threw them in front of Lin Xiaoman.