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Song Ju'an didn't seem to hear her voice, still hanging his head and not moving.

"What's wrong with you?" She asked again.

He still didn't react.

Du Ruo frowned, no longer bothered him, but found a clean dress to change into, and turned around and went to the kitchen.

Lift the lid of the pot, there is a bowl of porridge in the pot, a steamed bun, it is still warm to the touch, it seems that they have already eaten dinner, these are the leftovers. She brought it out and sat down on a wooden mound and ate it.

After a while, she boiled hot water again, washed the wet clothes she had changed, and then walked back to the Westroom.

Song Ju'an was still sitting on the ground depressed, looking at the corner of the table, his eyes were a little hollow, and his black hair was draped on both sides, covering most of his face like dead ashes.

Du Ruo had never seen him look like this, as if he had experienced something big, or an unimaginable encounter and blow.

Although he is easy not to get angry, he has always had no desire and no desire, except for life and death, the rest are all small things, and he doesn't care about anything, but what's wrong today?

Du Ruo put the bed away, glanced at him again, and had no choice but to walk to his side and bend down to look at his face, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"You kill me......" Song Ju'an didn't look at her, but spit out a few words from his mouth.

Du Ruo was shocked, even if she wanted to kill someone, she was not so bold! Although I did curse him to die or something like that.

I couldn't see it clearly, but now that it was closer, Du Ruo found that his face was very red, his eyes were bloodshot, his lips were a little dry, his eyes were mixed with pain and confusion, and he touched his clothes, which were wet and his hair was wet.

She looked at him carefully, stretched out her hand and touched his head, and she immediately retracted her hand.

I don't know how to change my clothes when I go home in the heavy rain, so it's no wonder if I don't get sick! Du Ruo was really speechless, he was not a child anymore, he had always acted rationally, and today he was so abnormal that it was not like him.

"What's going on?" She asked patiently.

Unable to get a response, she straightened up and walked towards the bed. was about to take off her clothes, but she was a little worried, could it be that something happened to Cai's or Father Song? She had to go to another room and look around, and found that everything was normal, and they were all asleep.

Back in the house, she undressed and lay on the bed. The rain outside is light, I hope it will be a sunny day when I go out tomorrow, otherwise the rain will continue back and forth, and I will get sick if I get cold when the wind blows.

Turning over, she faced outward, outside the gauze tent, the oil lamp on the table was still on, she didn't blow it out, and Song Ju'an on the other side was still leaning on the bookshelf, as if all her strength had been exhausted.

He looks pitiful like this, lost and confused and doesn't know where to go, although he is there, sitting in the light and shadow, but Du Ruo feels that Song Ju'an and her are like an unsurmountable distance, and she will never be able to get close.

After looking through the gauze tent for a while, she finally sat up, put on a dress, got out of bed and took out a Song Ju'an robe from the wooden box on the other side, and walked to Song Ju'an's side, "You are already sick and feverish, and it will be more serious to continue to sit in wet clothes." ”

Seeing that Song Ju'an didn't care about himself, Du Ruo had no choice but to put the robe on him, stood up and looked at him with his head down for a while, and said, "No matter what happens, your body is important, go to sleep." ”

Song Ju'an closed his reddened eyes.

Du Ruo was a little angry, and treated her kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs, and annoyed her. If it weren't for the fear that his condition would be serious, it would cost Lang Chinese medicine to treat him with silver, so she wouldn't bother to care about him.

It was raining lightly outside, and he naturally couldn't sleep in the yard at night, Du Ruo turned his head to look at the bed, and then bent down to pull his arm, "Go to bed." She said.

"Don't touch me!" Song Ju'an shook off her hand and said with disgust.

Du Ruo immediately let go of his sleeve and sneered, "Okay, then you will die of a serious illness!" ”

She turned back to the bed, covered the veil, and fell asleep.

But before she could fall asleep, the tent was jerked open, and one of her arms was lifted, and a knife was thrust into her hand.

"You can kill me now, you don't have to wait for a better time, and you don't have to worry about facing me anymore!" Song Ju'an looked at her with a dark look in his eyes and said.

Du Ruo immediately sat up, quickly threw the knife in his hand, and looked at him in surprise.

"You're probably burned and confused, what are you doing looking for death and life? It's okay to lie down and get some sleep, so get some rest. Du Ruo suppressed the fear that suddenly surged up in his heart, and said to him in a soft voice.

He suddenly laughed, condescending and sarcastic, "I really can't understand what you're thinking!" ”

"No one can fully guess what someone else is thinking, can they?" Du Ruo said.

Song Ju'an leaned over slowly, and suddenly clamped her chin with one hand, making Du Ruo look at him, and then he suddenly kissed her on the lips.

Du Ruo's eyes widened in an instant, and his hands pushed him hard, but he climbed onto the bed, clasped one hand on the back of her head, and grabbed her right hand with the other to prevent her from struggling.

Du Ruo saw that he couldn't push him away, so he had to lean back to the side and raise his foot to kick him.

Song Ju'an grabbed one of her feet very accurately, and pulled forward, Du Ruo fell on her back on the bed, she was about to get up with her elbows, but he rolled over and pressed down.

"Song ...... Not...... You...... Wang Ba ............ "Du Ruo's voice was intermittent.

His kiss was strong and angry, as if he wanted to impose the pain in his heart on her, so that she could bear a share for himself.

Du Ruo only felt that he was terrible tonight, as if he had suddenly changed into a person, and he had lost his previous advance and retreat.

Lips and tongues are predatory and greedy...... Sucking and exploring...... It was as if someone who had fallen into the abyss was dragging her down with her, and she kept sinking, and below was endless darkness.

Du Ruo felt that breathing was gradually becoming difficult, and her struggle on the bed was of no avail, so she had to bite his lip and stare at him with wide eyes.

Song Ju'an's eyes were originally closed, but she bit her and opened her eyes angrily.

Du Ruo took advantage of his slack and pushed him away, retreated to the corner of the bed, his chest rose and fell violently, and he gritted his teeth with hatred.

"Song Ju'an, are you crazy?! You must be crazy! Du Ruo said angrily. It's a neurotic!

His face was even redder at this time, and his body was very hot, because of the toss just now, his clothes and long hair were very messy, but at this time he looked much better than he was lifeless.

He reached out and touched his lips, which hurt a little, and he was bleeding from her bite, he looked at the blood on his fingers and smiled coldly.

Du Ruo saw him laughing, and his heart was furious, so he kicked out.

For a long time, the person who fell on the ground did not move, Du Ruo's mood calmed down a little, stretched out his head to look at the ground, and saw him lying on his back on the ground, with his eyes open, staring straight at a certain place in a daze.

She threw the quilt on top of him on the bed and lay herself upside down.

The next morning, Du Ruo woke up and found Song Ju'an lying next to her, sleeping very quietly with her eyes closed, and the quilt she threw down was covered by the two of them.

Du Ruo frowned and glanced at him, and then saw that his clothes were intact, so he was relieved.

Quietly getting out of bed, she glanced at his face again, and found that his face was still red, but there should be no major problem after boiling a bowl of medicine.

After washing up and having breakfast, Du Ruo took the steamed buns and pickles into the package and walked outside.

As soon as he stepped out of the house, he saw Su Mingyang running from another road in a panic.

Seeing Du Ruo, Su Mingyang hurriedly raised his hand, as if he had a big emergency.

"What's the matter?" Su Mingyang, who ran to her and was out of breath, Du Ruo asked suspiciously.

"Oh no! Hong Sheng colluded with several other students in the school to go to the village chief's house! said that he didn't want Mr. Song to teach! Say, say that Mr. Song is not good at teaching! Su Mingyang was still holding two booklets in his arms, and he was in a hurry.

Du Ruo asked, "What did the village chief say?" ”

"I don't know, I ran into them on the way to the school, and I guess they're already at the village chief's house now! Sister-in-law, what do you think you should do?! Su Mingyang suddenly became respectful to her.

Before, he followed everyone to misunderstand Du Shi, and he was very upset in his heart, but now that he saw her, he felt even more guilty, and he was embarrassed to apologize to her directly, after all, he was a big man......

"Let's talk to your Mr. Song! It's nothing to do with me! Du Ruo said.

Su Mingyang was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly asked, "Is Mr. Song at home?" ”

Du Ruo nodded, and Su Mingyang immediately pushed open the wooden door and ran in.

Du Ruo took the package and walked towards the outside of the village, fortunately the rain stopped today, and her depressed mood last night was much better when she saw such a good weather.

When working in the embroidery village, Du Ruo learned that not only the good work building was busy, but it seemed that the entire embroidery village had entered a tense atmosphere.

Carloads of work were pulled from another building, and Aunt Zheng became more serious, staring at them back and forth all the time, for fear that something would go wrong.

During the lunch break, Du Ruo sat down with Baodie and Ah Ying to eat, and she asked them curiously: "Is the whole year divided into off-season and peak season?" It's peak season now? ”

Ah Ying and Baodie shook their heads, "There is no peak season here, clothes are worn all year round, not like the vegetables and fruits eaten are in season, but the business in the village has been good recently!" ”

"The business is so good, it must be very profitable!" Du Ruo sighed.

Bao Die suddenly laughed, "Du Niangzi, you don't know, Meng Ye doesn't rely on embroidery to make money." ”

Du Ruo looked at her in shock, what do you rely on if you don't rely on embroidery to make money? Besides, this Yunshui embroidery village is famous far and wide, isn't it because the embroidery work is done well, and the reputation is outside? Such a big Zhuangzi takes on so many jobs every day, just thinking about it can tell you that you can earn a lot of silver.

"Then what does Meng Ye rely on to make money?" Du Ruo humbly asks for advice.

Ah Ying and Bao Die glanced at each other and smiled, "You'll know later." ”

After eating, Du Ruo skewered in her mind what she had learned recently, in fact, she was not very interested in embroidery, but after all, it was a mixed bowl of rice, and she couldn't help but learn, and she couldn't just learn fur and learn it well.

However, just remembering it in her head is very confusing, so it is better for her to record it herself and review it every day.

Thinking of this, she suddenly had the idea of compiling a book on embroidery stitches and the like.