Chapter Forty-Eight: The Wheels of History Roll On
Cheng Nuo jumped up and closed all the windows, in Cheng Nuo's setting, it is best to keep the time when Aunt Thirteen wakes up and the time when the medicine takes effect, it is not too much of a problem to wake up late, it is not good to wake up early, and you can't knock her out again. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
The sound outside was immediately much quieter.
"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! A deep voice came uninterruptedly.
"Whoa..." There was a sudden knock on the door, which startled Cheng Nuo, and it was easy to suppress the word "who" blurted out.
⦠This is the room of the thirteenth aunt.
"Ten, ten, thirteen aunts!" The sound of Ya Cha Su sounded outside the door.
Cheng Nuo immediately glanced at Aunt Thirteen, and Aunt Thirteen's brows had already wrinkled slightly again.
"In, in?" Tooth rub Su Dao.
Cheng Nuo put away the deed of sale and rushed to the door with an arrow.
"Americans, Americans, fire, fire!" Ya Ji Su said intermittently: "IāI want to go and see"
⦠I said that the cannon was rumbling, and it was really a cannon.
It seems that the Americans and the British still fought.
Accumulate good deeds, and actually pull all the cannons over.
"Okay, okay?" Ya Cha Su obviously regarded the thirteenth aunt as a teacher, and came to ask for instructions when she went out.
If he could, Cheng Nuo would be able to answer for Aunt Thirteen, "No problem, you can go quickly." ā
"Aunt ten, thirteen?"
Cheng Nuo turned his head to look, and the expression of the thirteenth aunt in a coma seemed to reveal a trace of distress, and her body also moved.
"Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo T
Cheng Nuo gritted his teeth, walked lightly to the window, and opened the window.
"Boom!" Another cannon shot.
⦠It's not endless!
Cheng Nuo glanced back at Aunt Thirteen and rolled out the window.
I have to praise the loopholes of the iron cloth shirt again, Cheng Nuo's movements are clean and neat.
Bao Zhilin said that it was not a big deal, and Cheng Nuo quickly walked back to the thirteenth aunt's room along the wall with his waist down. His plan was naturally to find a way to send the tooth rubbing Su away quickly, and it was too abnormal to come out of the thirteenth aunt's room, so there would be no problem if he pretended to encounter it from the outside.
Not to mention that Cheng Nuo has not done anything bad, this encounter with an emergency is a bit chaotic, and Cheng Nuo himself has forgotten the idea of "killing" Su first by wiping his teeth.
In fact, since he has already torn his face with Aunt Thirteen, there is no need to worry so much. Open the door and knock the teeth straight away, saving time and effort.
"Aso?" Cheng Nuo turned the corridor, pretending to be passing by, and deliberately lowered his voice: "What are you doing here?" ā
"Ahh Ya Cha Su had no suspicion at all: "You, you go..."
"I went out to do something just now," Cheng Nuo said, "Are you looking for Aunt Thirteen?" ā
"Yes, yes... I, I..."
"It's so easy for Aunt Thirteen to have a chance to take a break," Cheng Nuo grabbed his teeth and wiped Su's shoulders out: "Don't look for her if there's nothing urgent." ā
"But, but I want to, I want to get out..."
"I see, did you also hear the cannon fire just now, and are you going to take a look?" Cheng Nuo is very clever at this time.
Ya Cha Su nodded: "I..."
"No problem, you can go if you want, I'll take care of here," Cheng Nuo said: "To be honest, now that I think about it, it's really inappropriate for Master Huang to not have anyone around him who understands English..."
Ya Mo Su nodded vigorously, obviously Cheng Nuo's last statement coincided with himself.
"That..."Ya Cha Su raised his head and found that he and Cheng Nuo had unknowingly walked to the gate of Bao Zhilin.
"Hurry up," Cheng Nuo said, "Anyway, listening to this movement, the Americans and the British have already fought, so let Master Huang come back early." ā
What he wanted to say was finished by Cheng Nuo for himself, although Ya Cha Su always felt that something was wrong, but he didn't delay any longer, and was about to leave, Cheng Nuo suddenly seemed to remember something: "Asu, where is the ink?" ā
The front and back span of this question is a bit large, and Ya Cha Su didn't react a little, but it doesn't matter, Cheng Nuo found the answer after a few words.
⦠Speaking of which, if the umbrella hadn't been fully charged yet, would you still need to ask someone else for this little question?
Ya Cha Su finally waved away under Cheng Nuo's eager gaze.
Cheng Nuo closed the door of Bao Zhilin, went to the pharmacy first, got the ink clay, and then hurried back to the door of the thirteenth aunt.
The little episode of tooth rubbing is not a completely bad thing, it not only solves the problem of ink mud but also eliminates all the hidden dangers. As soon as Ya Cha Su left, there were really only two people left in Bao Zhilin, Cheng Nuo and Aunt Thirteen.
Cheng Nuo twisted the doorknob slightly, the door was not opened, and Cheng Nuo locked the door inside for insurance.
Just as Cheng Nuo was about to go back to the window, "plop," there was a sudden sound of a heavy object falling to the ground inside.
⦠Aunt Thirteen has woken up?
Cheng Nuo didn't care about it anymore, and with a little luck, he directly slammed the door open with his shoulder.
The thirteenth aunt, who was originally lying on the bed, had already fallen out of bed and lay on the edge of the bed half-kneeling and half-sitting.
Perhaps awakened by the sound of Cheng Nuo banging on the door, Aunt Thirteen raised her head.
Cheng Nuo subconsciously turned his head, and the situation just now flashed in his mind... The placket was loosened, and the hair was disheveled, a touch of white and greasy, a touch of crimson.
Cheng Nuo immediately came back to his senses, doesn't this mean that Aunt Thirteen has woken up?
Cheng Nuo hurriedly poked his head out of the door and looked left and right outside the door... I have already said just now, there are only the two of you left in this Bao Zhilin, what else to see.
Cheng Nuo closed the door and came to Aunt Thirteen in a slightly sideways posture: "Aunt Thirteen, are you okay?" ā
There was a sharp wheezing sound. Aunt Thirteen looked up at him with a pretty face, her blush was scattered, her starry eyes were slightly chaotic, the struggle and confusion in her eyes flashed, and her lips opened slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but she couldn't say it.
⦠It worked!
Looking at the thirteenth aunt who is completely different from before, Cheng Nuo is extremely sure of this.
Although it is different from Jishan's performance, it is still the same sentence, don't compare things in reality with loopholes. There is no comparison in that.
Cheng Nuo once again took out the deed of sale, of course, and the seal clay, and approached the thirteenth aunt slightly: "Thirteenth aunt, can you press a handprint here?" ā
"Okay..."Aunt Thirteen gasped and spat out a word.
⦠It works! Sure enough, it's an ecstasy of complete obedience!
Cheng Nuo couldn't wait to open the ink.
"Well... Hot! Aunt Thirteen completed the previous sentence.
However, Cheng Nuo's mind was completely immersed in the excitement of completing the task, and he didn't hear the words of Aunt Thirteen.
"Just press here..."Cheng Nuo spread the deed of sale on the ground, and took the thirteenth aunt to indicate the correct position.
Aunt Thirteen gasped softly, but there was no response.
Cheng Nuo, who was worried about the long night and many dreams, simply took Aunt Thirteen's hand.
Aunt Thirteen's body trembled slightly, and her fingers seemed to want to retract, but then she gave up and clasped Cheng Nuo's hand tightly in turn. The grip was so tight that Cheng Nuo couldn't open it with one hand.
Cheng Nuo had to use his other hand to go around and break Aunt Thirteen's fingers. This action is equivalent to holding Aunt Thirteen in her arms. Aunt Thirteen's wheezing voice suddenly amplified.
"Okay..."The thirteenth aunt leaned on Cheng Nuo's arms, and the whole person seemed to have no strength.
"It's almost there!" Cheng Nuo took Aunt Thirteen's hand that had no resistance at all, and pressed her thumb in the ink first, and then pressed it on the blank deed of sale.
The process was smooth.
A bright red handprint appeared in front of Cheng Nuo's eyes very clearly.