Zhenshu knew that he was a little careful, got up and still wrapped the needlework and sickle flint in animal skin, and said softly: "It's over, one wound has seven stitches, and one has three stitches." You see, it doesn't hurt, does it? ”

How can it not hurt? At this time, the fire on his back was burning with pain, but Lin Dayu crawled in the hay, reminiscing about the warmth and elasticity between Fang Cai Zhenshu's lips, for fear that he would turn over and expose the filling, so he still crouched in the grass and nodded: "It doesn't hurt." ”

Zhenshu still put the animal skin on a high place, wiped the area around his wound clean, then took the water out and poured it out, replaced it with a new one, and then came in and pulled out the tattered clothes on Lin Dayu's body from his shoulder, and then said: "You go to the place where you have been laid and lie down, and I will sort it out again." ”

Two days ago, Lin Dayu had spent a night in this hut and knew how dirty this house was. When I got up at this time, I saw that the house was clean, and even the edge of the jar was shining, and I thought that this little girl's hands and feet were sharp. Only when he saw that Zhenshu was only a pair of pants under his feet, he knew that it was a skirt that she had tied, and how he was willing to sleep. Then he shook his head and said, "I have a wound on my body, so it's easier to sleep here." ”

Zhenshu glared at him with apricot eyes and said, "It's all bloodstains here, and I still need to clean it up, go to sleep." ”

Her gaze was delicate with some heart-wrenching anger, as if he had become her dearest. Lin Dayu's heart was numb and trembling, and he hurriedly crawled up. Zhenshu took off his shirt again and covered his body for him, and took out all the bloodstained dry firewood, and after a while, he came in again and wiped the half of the bed board with a wet cloth.

Lin Dayu saw her grab two handfuls of white rice from the urn and go out, and after a while, she came in again and sat beside her, her round nose was stained with shiny beads of sweat, and her face was also stained with some light ash. and knew that when she was just asleep, she must have been tired. It's just that I want to thank you at this time but I have nowhere to speak, so I think for a long time before I say: "You must be a peasant girl." ”

Zhenshu nodded and said, "You should be glad that I am a peasant girl, otherwise, I am afraid that you don't know where you are lying now." ”

This is natural, if it weren't for her strength, how could she drag him here.

Lin Dayu was about to speak, but Zhenshu opened the door again and walked out, and in a moment, the aroma of white rice overflowed. She boiled the porridge to a thin screech, then took the only bowl and brought it in, and handed the only pair of chopsticks to Lin Dayu and said, "Can you move your arms?" ”

Lin Dayu's arms are naturally able to move, after all, he is a seven-foot man, but with those two small scars on his back, how can he be so weak that he can't even catch chopsticks.

He tried to stretch, gritted his teeth and frowned, "It hurts too much." ”

Zhenshu stirred the porridge with chopsticks, picked it with chopsticks and fed it and said, "Open your mouth!" ”

Lin Dayu opened his mouth in response, and after taking a bite, he shook his head again and said, "It's hot, it's too hot." ”

Zhenshu was afraid that it was really hot, so he half-knelt on the ground and blew and blew for him, stretched out the tip of his tongue to try the hot and cold before sending it to his mouth.

Lin Dayu looked at her messy hair, her two red lips were slightly open, blowing on that bit of white porridge, and the tip of her tongue always stretched out a little, and she couldn't wait to turn into that bit of white porridge and lie on her chopsticks.

Zhenshu was hungry and pressed against his back, and he couldn't wait to smash this bowl of porridge into his mouth immediately, but when he remembered that in order to save himself, he blocked the tiger alone and told her to flee for her life, and he couldn't make up his mind, and carefully fed him a bowl of porridge, so he went out to wash the dishes and serve them to eat.

By the time they had fed their stomachs and cleaned up the hut, the shadow of the sun had set in the west, and it was expected to be evening. Zhenshu walked to the water's edge and looked around for a long time, then returned to the hillside, climbed a high slope behind, and looked around, all of which were covered by lush pines and cypresses, and could not see where there were fireworks.

A whole day and night had passed since she had fallen out of the carriage. Only then could she sit down and reflect on everything that had happened from yesterday to today. The anger in her heart yesterday evening has faded away, replaced by confusion about the road ahead and the situation she should face when she returns to Caijia Temple.

In the eyes of Su and Zhenxiu, she fell into the hands of bandits alone.

Of course, this can be explained.

But she was away from a grown man all night, more than one night, and she would not be able to make it back to-day. Tomorrow, presumably the carriage of the Su family will return to Caijia Temple, and they will return home later, which will not be washed by jumping into the river. The Su family is still good, for the sake of the reputation of several daughters, they will hide it for her. But Zhenxiu is different, she can't control her mouth by nature, and in less than a day, she will definitely tiptoe to all the homes of the entire Caijia Temple, adding oil and vinegar to the filth of her.

What will Tong Qisheng think when the time comes, the family affairs that she has taken for granted since she was a child will surely come to an end. How should she deal with herself then? Can she still wait for the annual alfalfa sprouts, the annual acacia flower spikes, the annual Weihe River ice and icebreak, can she still walk around Caijia Temple with her head held high as in previous years.

Because of a few robbers who were not robbers, because of a thief who was not a thief, her originally stable and stable life turned a corner, and she didn't know where she was going. And she could only sit silently in the four wild and lonely mountains and forests.

She wanted to cry, but she couldn't find a reason to cry.

I can only sit on the hillside in a daze, picking up a dead branch and scribbling on the ground.

"Little girl!"

Zhenshu looked up and saw Lin Dayu standing at the bottom of the hillside, looking up at himself. His clothes were torn by himself, and his bare upper body was now on the roots of the wooden bars he had found, and his hair was messy like a bird's nest. Coupled with the anxious and pitiful look on his face, it is really the so-called panic like a lost dog, but it is so.

She couldn't help but hide her face and smile, raised her eyebrows again, jumped down the hill a few steps, and said angrily: "You just sewed the wound, don't lie down on the bed properly, what do you do when you come down?" Come down, come down, why don't you put that garment on, so that the bare wound will blow and the fever will start at night, I don't care about you. ”

Lin Dayu bent down and said, "The girl is taught!" I know it's wrong under it. ”

Zhenshu bent down and shook a few blades of grass as he walked, and couldn't help laughing when he was amused: "It's still down, you're just a long-term worker, but you'll be able to carry your own identity very much." ”

Under this term, only those men who hold official positions can call themselves.

Lin Dayu nodded and said, "Yes, yes, the little one knows it's wrong." ”

Zhenshu forced Lin Dayu to lie on the bed, picked up the rags thrown by the hunter from outside the house, took them to the river and washed them carefully, hung them on the top of the fire outside the house to dry, and then picked up the hay that had just been thrown outside, shook off the softness, and spread it on the bed again.

Lin Dayu saw that she was busy with her feet inside and outside the house, and knew that she must stay here and not leave, so he was overjoyed, raised his neck and looked at her hard, and asked, "I don't know the title of the girl yet." ”

The daughter's name can't be told to outsiders lightly, and besides, she gets along with him like this, if she goes out of Wuling Mountain, it's better not to let people know. Thinking of this, Zhen Shuyan said: "The surname is Song." ”

Lin Dayu nodded and said, "Miss Song......"

Zhen Shuwan smiled, took the tattered clothes from outside the house, and took the big needle from the rafter on tiptoe, and also took off the thread that had just been rolled together, put on the needle and sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed, and sewed it up with the warm light that remained outside the house.

Lin Dayu lowered his eyebrows when he saw Zhenshu, all his thoughts were sunk on the ragged shirt, and he hated to turn into that ragged shirt and lie in her arms, even if she poked herself with a needle, as long as he could use those two red lips and teeth to caress him, he would be willing.

After a while, he asked, "Do you usually do this needlework at home?" ”

Zhenshu glanced at him, hooked his lips and shook his head with a smile: "I hate needlework the most, my mother can't detain me on the kang with rattan and iron locks." ”

In order to wrap her feet, Su Shi smoked her with a rattan stained with water, and also locked her with an iron chain, but unfortunately she was stubborn and stubborn, and she couldn't give in, so Su Shi just gave in.

She sewed the clothes, stretched out her hands to show Lin Dayu, and asked, "How is the sewing?" ”

Sure enough, the stitches were extremely jumpy, up and down crookedly. Lin Dayu nodded and said, "Good needlework, good technique." ”

Zhenshu himself looked at it, thinking that he was mocking himself, so he replied: "The stitches on your back are worse than this, but unfortunately you can't see it." ”

Lin Dayu cared about whether the stitches were good or not, he saw that it was dark at this time, and when he thought that he was going to sleep with this little girl in the same small bed in this small house tonight, he suddenly felt uneasy, and he didn't know how many things he had done in his heart.

He asked again, "How old is Miss Song this year?" ”

Zhenshu picked another hole and cracked it, and said without raising his head: "Sixteen." ”

The age is too young, but fortunately, she is tall and can't be seen.

Lin Dayu said: "No, it looks like there are seventeen or eighteen." ”

Zhenshu ignored him, sewed this place and unfolded his shirt to see if there were any damages.

Lin Dayu asked again: "Have you ever promised to marry someone?" ”

Zhenshu just listened to his words with some unclear meaning, because he didn't want to embarrass each other, and he was afraid that he would be crooked if he asked too much, so he deliberately did not answer. At this time, he could not hide, so he simply put aside his needle and thread and went out, went to the creek to clean his hands and face, and washed his feet, and then returned to the house, wrapped in the ragged shirt that had just been sewn, and shrank in the hay on this side, ready to sleep.

Lin Dayu's heart was agitated, and he knew that it was wrong for him to tease her like this, but he couldn't control his mouth, and suddenly asked: "Who is the match, who is it?" ”

By this time it was already dark, and the room had no windows on all sides, and when the door was closed, it was pitch black. Zhenshu thought to himself that he was quite regular last night, and he walked all night behind his back without any crooked heart, and at this time he was injured, even if he had some evil thoughts in his heart, he just picked it for him. He immediately replied, "It's from a village." It's a prisoner. ”

In the dark, Lin Dayu muttered a few times and said, "Such a young woman wants to marry a sour bean curd?" It's a pity, it's a pity! ”

Hearing him resist Tong Qisheng so much, Zhenshu couldn't help but argue: "Being in the world, being born in a rich country is the creation of the previous life. Born in a poor place, it is a poor creation in the previous life, so you must have a spontaneous and upward mind, so as not to be dragged by fate. You are just a long-term worker, and you must not know a few big words, although your family is poor and has no conditions to study, but you should not be so resistant to scholars. ”

Lin Dayu said: "Listening to the girl's meaning, she is also a person who loves to read?" ”

Zhenshu said: "I am a daughter, and I can't go to school because of the world, but I am always in awe of learning and dare not deny it. ”