Chapter 60: Repression
Finally broke through three hundred, alas, this number of jΓΉ climbed is too sad!
Celebrate with a new chapter in the evening!
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After Wu Xingzhou and Wu Qiuzhi accompanied the two to order a brand-new ox cart, they hurried back to the private school. It happened that the donkey cart was left for the two brothers who had classes in the afternoon, and Wu Xia Zhi and Wu Nuandong took the ox cart home.
On the way, Wu Xia Zhi went to the post station, but there was still no news of his family, for so long, Wu Nuandong almost thought that it was the place where they had heard about the reunion.
"Nuan Nuan is fine, grandpa and dad must have been stumped by something, don't be afraid, they will find us." On the return trip, Wu Xia Zhi hugged Wu Nuan Dong while driving the car and refused to let go, holding Nuan Nuan's little face close to his chest, and his chin on the top of her head.
Wu Nuandong hugged Wu Xia Zhi back, did not speak, let the top of his head be wet by the hot moisture, knowing that the second brother was extremely good 'man' face, even if he wanted to cry, he didn't want his sister to find out, so he simply pretended to be in a low mood, and gently patted Wu Xia Zhi's back with his little hand.
After all, it's still a child under the age of ten......
Thinking of the hard work of his brothers, Wu Nuandong's heart is warm and sour, and he has all the flavors!
All the way was enough to make Wu Xia Zhi feel stable, and then immediately regained his energetic personality, except for the redness of his eyes, he couldn't tell that this little man had ever dropped a gold bead.
As soon as they arrived at the entrance of the village, the two little servants stayed here, and when they saw Wu Nuandong's brothers and sisters, they ran over with bright eyes.
"Miss Wu, Master Xia, go and see my young master, the young master has an accident!"
Wu Nuandong was slightly shocked, could it be that stupid boy who hadn't seen him for a few days couldn't think of committing suicide?
"Where's Steward Cheng?" Wu Nuandong asked puzzled. There shouldn't be anything big going on with the Cheng housekeeper!
"In the town shop!" One of the little guys was so anxious that he slapped his leg, "Go and have a look!" No one will listen to it! β
"Let's go, what else do you have to say, take us there!" Don't look at Wu Xia Zhi's disdain for Cheng Zijing's twisted actions, when he heard that he had an accident, he was more anxious than anyone else, dragged the little guy who was talking, threw the two morning glory ropes to the other guy, and shouted, "Lead the way!" β
Wu Xia Zhi walked like flying, and the little guy was dragged up again and again, Wu Nuandong followed behind, and from time to time he toto the waist of the little guy to prevent him from falling.
Xiao Ran's face was pale, and he couldn't catch his breath, and as soon as he saw the figure, he hurriedly pointed, "Just ...... Right there! β
Wu Nuandong raised her eyebrows, crossed over first, and came to the side of the two people who were inseparable from each other who rolled together, and waved the dust flying all over the sky, she covered her nose with one hand and opened the left and right with the other, and the two people who punched and kicked immediately stopped moving.
"Fighting? Two-two, you've grown!"
Cheng Zijing, who was blue-eyed, looked at Wu Nuandong, who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and his heart was stunned, and he had a flat mouth with words of suffering.
Another boy was twelve or thirteen years old, with a thin body, a blue and purple skin on his white and tender face, and he couldn't see his facial features, which was many times worse than Cheng Zijing.
"This person is not from our village." Wu Xia Zhi, who rushed over, stared at the kid and carefully distinguished, "I haven't seen it anyway." "He has always been the king of children, even if he came to Gaomen Village and didn't have much time to hang out with the children in the village, he recognized all the children. Although the child's eyes were bruised and swollen, the corners of his mouth were cracked and bleeding, but his contours were good, his skin was white and tender, and at first glance he was different from the delicate appearance of the children in the village. The village baby fights, and the fight is over, whoever wins is the child king, and there is no ferocity that hates and resents anyone, and wants to bite off a piece of flesh of others.
"Nuan Nuan, untie it! It's so indecent! In the end, in this embarrassing posture of hugging each other, Cheng Zijing couldn't stand it anymore, and pleaded aggrievedly, "Warm ......"
Seeing Cheng Zijing blinking his eyes and desperately hinting, Wu Nuandong nodded silently, knowing that it was inconvenient for him to say something directly, he picked up the strange child with both hands and threw it out at the same time, and when the child rolled around twice and stopped safely, she said with a cold face: "I don't care what you are fighting for, now that you have been fighting for a long time, it is time to calm down." Then he ignored the child's cannibalistic gaze, unlocked Cheng Zijing's acupoint, helped him up, and the little guy behind hurriedly came over to take a hand and walked towards Cheng's house.
Wu Xia Zhi looked at the child hesitantly, and put the wound medicine that Wu Qiuzhi often prepared for him in his arms in front of the child, "Brother Zijing's fist is heavy, you wipe it with medicine." After explaining, I chased my little sister and left.
Li Yin's face was half-drooping to hide the hatred in his eyes, clenched his fists, and only after a long time did he pick up the small medicine bottle and staggered up, holding on to the sharp pain in his ribs, he slowly moved home with difficulty......
After struggling to climb over a dirt mountain, the thatched hut at the foot of the mountain exuded a warm softness in the light, and the grandfather's old body and anxious expression instantly warmed his cold heart, and his dark eyes revealed a faint warmth.
Cheng Zijing's injuries are not serious, except for the bruises at the corners of his eyes, but the bloody tooth marks on his shoulders look a little bluffing, which can't be better than Li Yin's scarred wounds. After all, that strange power is not a joke, just with pure skills, no martial arts grandfather has to bow down. But with Wu Nuandong in front of him, Cheng Zijing naturally recovered his delicate side, humming as if he was about to lose his breath.
Wu Nuandong threw down the medicine, turned around and walked behind the screen, and asked the Cheng family to put it on for their young master.
Cheng Zijing knew that Wu Nuandong was not in a beautiful mood, so he didn't resist, pushed the little guy away, bit his lip and endured the pain.
"Go down, don't tell the butler!" Cheng Zijing sent the little guy away in a cold voice, and when the little guy closed the door, the atmosphere was a little dignified.
Half-loud, Cheng Zijing spoke, "His face ...... It's mine, it's mine. β
His voice was calm, but it inexplicably made Wu Nuandong hear a trace of suppressed madness.
Wu Nuandong has always been short-sighted, otherwise she would not automatically ignore the tragic situation on the child's face, and turned a blind eye to the child's injuries, but now, she was laughed at by Cheng Zijing, and her heart was a little chilly, and she came out of the screen and asked in confirmation: "Is it because of his face that you can beat people out of control?" β
"That's mine, it's mine!" Cheng Zijing had a storm brewing in his eyes, clenched the collar on his chest, and shouted hysterically, "That's what I used to look like, soft and beautiful, not like now, five big and three thick, ugly and scary!" β
Wu Nuandong finally understood, the child's appearance happened to be Cheng Zijing's true appearance when he was in Fengxiang Kingdom, she didn't speak, sat down next to Cheng Zijing, and listened to him whisper about the good past in Fengxiang Kingdom, even the seemingly boring embroidery and piano days in the boudoir became gorgeous and unforgettable in his mouth. Now, he is desperately learning to be in charge of the shop and supporting the Cheng family's mansion, but who knows his fragility and inferiority.