Chapter Eighty-Four: The Hand of the Son

Escaping victoriously from the Bai family, Zhou Bo and the others went all the way to the southwest, without any goal, the weather was cold, and there was no scenery to see. Zhou Bo just didn't want Xue Jian to continue to worry about the unlucky pond, so he nested in the carriage with Xue Jian, played backgammon, and quarreled, of course, that sad free chess, he was not sensitive.

In the past few days, he listened to her tell some specious stories indiscriminately, and then said some nonsense that did not match the preface, and Zhou Bo said that he enjoyed it very much. Rolling up the curtains of the car, Zhou Bo turned around and said to Xuejian: "How many days have you been out, are you tired?" "No matter how comfortable the carriage is, it will be tiring to sit for a long time, and after the snow comes out, it feels fresh everywhere, and the carriage keeps moving.

Stretching his waist, Xue saw that he was not polite, and was helped out of the car by Zhou Bo, Duofu followed, looked at the sky and said, "It looks like it's going to snow." Zhou Bo looked at the snow and looked at the sky stupidly, so he smiled and said, "You can't see it." ”

Xue saw that he was covered with a silver-red loose cloak, his hair was loosely tied, and a few hairpin rings were inserted, and his lips were red and his teeth were white, and at this time, he looked at the dim sky, and there was no half of the white clouds, so he also smiled and said: "What is the difference between what can be seen and what can't be seen?" ”

Yes, what's the difference? Zhou Bo also smiled. Although this girl is stupid, there are times when she plays meditation machines.

Zhou Bo helped her tighten her collar and said in an ambiguous voice: "Don't freeze anymore, once you get sick, you will be even more meatless." Xue saw Fei's face red, recalling that when she hugged her at night, Zhou Bo's body was getting hotter and hotter, and her eyes were more scorching than her body, she dodged his hand, blushed and whispered: "I want to be thin, what do you have to do with it?" ”

"How is it irrelevant?" Zhou Bo held her soft body, and then looked at her ambiguously: "I said that I will only guard you in this life, so I promise you to be thin, so you can be thin." Xue saw Fei glancing at him, and her heart was so sweet that it seemed to melt.

Walking forward slightly, Zhou Bo stretched his waist and kicked his long legs again, "It turns out that I am so tired in the car, my legs are too long, if I am as short as someone, I may not feel tired." Seeing the just sweet snow, in a blink of an eye, a black cover was on his face, "What's the use of long legs, the long tree pole is just a firewood for people to burn." ”

"Sure enough, it's growing!" Zhou Bo looked at her with a smile, "Don't want your crab anymore?" "I always feel that after Yukimi got sick last time, his combat ability has greatly increased.

The sun slowly rose, and Xue saw the gloomy weather for a while, not to mention, it was really out of sight and out of mind, when it first came out, I thought of those crabs from time to time, and later found that it was in vain to think about it, and I was always teased by Zhou Bo, so I didn't mention it, and slowly I thought less.

Along the way, the entire Anning territory is still slowly recovering from the earthquake, and the traces left by the earthquake can still be faintly seen. But the common people are pragmatic, no one is forever immersed in the sadness of the past, and everyone is down-to-earth and busy for the days to come.

Occasionally, the dead grass swayed on the side of the road, and Duofu was behind the two of them, far away. Zhou Bo felt that his hands and feet were slowly stretched, and on a whim, a few leans and kicked out a slip of Foshan shadowless feet (don't blame Xue Jian for not knowing footwork, because since she was a child, she only knows this one, so as long as she sees those who kick around with her feet, she is collectively referred to as Foshan Shadowless Feet), and then saw Xue Jian follow up and asked, "Isn't it amazing?" Yukimi pointed to his clothes: "The pants are torn." "This is not the loose clothes that you usually practice.

"Won't it?" This time, Zhou Bo was finally fooled, and as soon as he touched his buttocks with one hand, he understood, and called with a smile: "It's true, Xue has seen it, help me take a look, is this torn hole big?" ”

Yukimi's face immediately turned red, glared at him, and whispered, "I hate it!" ”

The pink and delicate smile, when he appeared in front of Zhou Bo, he was full of softness, and couldn't help but come over and pull her hand, "I like you!" ”

Xue saw that he was pulling, as if the haze of the sky was slowly dissipating, as if a heart was slowly filling, as if this moment was forever. Hold the hand of the son, and carry the old with the son.

In this way, Yukimi and Zhou Bo often get off the riders and walk around hand in hand. Looking at these villages that may be very poor or very backward, looking at these simple and positive ordinary people, she likes it very much, and always feels that it will give her a kind of motivation. Although she couldn't help much, she would always stop, watch quietly, and feel it.

Zhou Bo slowly got used to her approach, and quietly stood aside with her.

The first light snow of this winter, which came silently, was just a gentle flocculent snow foam, drifting around, and after a few turns, it fell to the ground, and there was nothing white in sight, so that people could not understand what was going on, and it was gone.

"Is it cold?" Carrying her into the carriage, Zhou Bo asked. Yukimi still blushed, "I like you!" This sentence has been circling in my ears, circling, as if it were the best song, echoing in heaven and earth. She snuggled into his arms and replied in a low voice, "Cold." Feeling him hugging herself tightly, Xue didn't dare to raise her head when she saw it, it wasn't that she hadn't hugged him so intimately, but Zhou Bo, who had a sour face and a cold mouth, said such sweet love words, so that she had to lower her head and slowly digest and self-intoxicate.

The rest of Chenguang, the two of them snuggled silently like this, so Xue Jian gradually fell asleep, and the corners of his mouth were still with an indissolvable smile. But the sky outside the car was much darker than usual, and it was just after the end of the day, and it was almost evening. Duofu lightly buttoned the car door and said unhurriedly: "Young Master, Dongsheng Village is not far ahead, let's go there today to borrow a night, and then set off to Gaoyang Town tomorrow." Zhou Bo didn't sleep deeply, and when he heard it, his body moved slightly, and then he looked down at Xue Jian, who was rubbing his eyes, and said, "Okay." ”

"Where?" Yukimi stretched out, sat down opposite Zhou Bo, poured a cup of tea for Zhou Bo first, and then poured himself a cup as well.

Along the way, Xue Jian looked at it coldly, although this Duofu is still young, he is not as clever as silent, introverted and doesn't like to talk, but he has been following Zhou Bo for a while, and he has become more and more eye-catching, and he is more and more calm when he speaks and does things.

Xue saw that he lifted the window slightly, saw the scattered snow outside, and said loudly: "Duofu, you and Uncle Wang will come in and warm up in the car, and you can catch the car alone, anyway, it will be half an hour away." ”

Although the carriage of the Zhou family is the kind with an extended canopy, it is so cold, and the hand stove is also cold. These two people have been following the past few days, and they have become more and more aware of the temperament of their master, so they don't shirk it, and are discussing in a low voice who will go in first, when they suddenly hear someone on the side of the road with a light "......". Uncle Wang gently took the horse, and Duofu looked back, sure enough, on the side of the road just now, there was a young man who was carrying a basket and raising his arm, probably not expecting that he would be soft, and the carriage actually stopped, so he hurried to catch up with a look of surprise.

"There is labor, there is labor," the young man's eyes were bright, and he thanked the two of them slightly, and then said with some anxiety: "This uncle, I, I am called Shengzi, I am from the front village, that is, Dongsheng Village, look at the weather today is really bad, I don't know if I am by the way, can I take a foot?" ”

Old Uncle Wang didn't speak, and he didn't need to report to the young master, he just looked at Duofu. The cold wind rose again, the snowflakes took off, and Dofora gave birth to a child, and smiled innocently: "No problem, our young master is also going to Dongsheng Village to borrow a night, Brother Shengzi, you come up." He added: "It just so happens that we are not familiar with the road, and we are annoyed that Brother Shengzi will lead the way." ”

Shengzi was grateful, "It's easy to say, I really want to thank you two." Duofu said nonchalantly: "Thank you, but it's just a matter of taking a foot." ”

On this way, it is not one or two people who take a foot, the eldest young master said, it is convenient for others and for himself.

"This ...... Thank you, young master, in advance! "Shengzi heard that there was a young master on this car, so he was a little timid, but thinking about walking home like this, the time has passed, and the old and young people who are driving the car are really kind, thinking that this young master should also be a kind person, so he sat on the edge of the car and bowed to the carriage, said thank you, and then put the back basket on his back in the middle with a red face.

Duofu smiled and said, "Brother Shengzi is too polite." Uncle Wang next to him also said casually: "The young master of my family is very kind." There was no sound in the car, and the son was a little happy in his heart.

In this way, it was really a little crowded, so Uncle Wang was no longer polite, knocked on the car door first, and then listened to Zhou Bo's answer, and entered the carriage. Only the two young people left outside, Duofu and Shengzi, chatted unhurriedly. "Why are you in such a hurry?"

It turned out that this son took advantage of the winter leisure to go to the neighboring village to help repair the house, because the cousin of the uncle's family was going to get married, so he rushed back today to help get the water table. Who would have thought that it was too late because he went around the road to buy the chicken in the back basket.

Yukimi held the stove with his hands on his sleeves and asked in a low voice, "What is a water fishing table?" ”

Uncle Wang grinned and said: "This is to do a happy event, the first day of the drum music shed, the stove, and the pig killing are busy, this is the water table, tomorrow will be the dowry, the day after tomorrow is the right day." After that, he patted his thigh and said, "This joy has to be touched." ”

Yukimi listened for a long time before he understood that someone was going to get married. Since she walked through, she had never seen this kind of celebration once, so she naturally looked at Zhou Bo with a dizzy smile, and Zhou Bo wanted to stay and watch the excitement. "Xue Jian has never seen it again, let's stay in this village for two more days."

In front of everyone, Zhou Bo has always been cold-faced and rarely spoken.

Only smiling slightly, Zhou Bo said lazily: "Whatever you want." ”