Since then, the masters have also restrained themselves for the sake of their own girls. Erniang put her mind at ease, and Siniang made all kinds of preparations for the New Year wholeheartedly.

The New Year, in this kind of absolute joy and absolute expectation of the whole village, as well as the excessive liveliness of the Zhou family, came unhurriedly.

Cleaning the courtyard, frying and steaming, sewing new clothes, shopping and shopping, ice lamps and window flowers, the Zhou family and other people, etc., are only so busy that their feet do not touch the ground, but everyone has a smile on their faces and a foot on the wind.

So the matter of bows and arrows came to an end.

Although Zhou Bo's leg injury has not healed, the accounts at the end of the year, although all stores are on holiday, still have to be carefully verified. And I need to make a plan for next year in advance, so I often sit quietly in my study.

Xue Jian hugged a big soft square pillow and placed it on Zhou Bo's chair, "Da Lang, you lean back and try, is it comfortable?" Zhou Boluo leaned back, "It's okay." Probably wasn't what you did, though? You are a person who can't even hold a needle and thread. ”

Pick up the pillow with your hand, the stitches are delicate, the embroidery is outstanding, and it is Siniang's craftsmanship at a glance. Hey, it's soft, but it's slightly elastic, as if it's not cotton.

"This is duck down, but I asked Siniang to make it, Siniang guarded the egg room, and borrowed some duck down from the ducks, and the ducks were always willing to come." I can't do down things, I can't do it, make a simple pillow or something, and teach Siniang casually, which is better than what she does herself.

Seeing the smug look on her face, Zhou Bo shook his head: "When will you make an object for the novice, it will be considered sincere." Yukimi blinked, "How do you know I didn't do it?" ”。

Zhou Bo and Xue see that they are together day and night, what is she doing, how could he not know that she has been less naughty recently.

took her hand, smiled and asked, "Then tell me about it." ”

Yukimi pursed her lips and glanced at him: "Now is not the time to tell you!" ”

The ancients once said, what is not a hit, a blockbuster.

"And when do you think it's appropriate?" Seeing her smiling, her eyebrows and eyes crooked, Zhou Bo's body was soft and numb, and he said softly: "When you say it's appropriate, I'll rely on you." ”

The ambiguous tone said the ambiguous topic, Xue saw that her face turned red, she glanced at Zhou Bo fiercely, snatched her hand out, and sat aside with her mouth pouted.

Zhou Bo didn't finish speaking, and continued: "If you are not happy to rely on you, you can rely on me." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Xue Jian became angry, crossed his waist and pointed at Zhou Bo, and said loudly: "You this, this ......" What is this, but he didn't scold in the end.

Zhou Bo grinned appreciatively: "Tsk, your cross-waisted movements are like the Han Pozi at the head of the village." "Mrs. Han is the first Hedong lion in Pingtou Village, she is ugly, and she manages Old Man Han to death, and there is no one in the village who doesn't laugh behind her back. Zhou Bo also couldn't laugh, "You will be like Mrs. Han in the future, yes." ”

Think about Xue Jian's delicate little face, put on the thick figure of Mrs. Han, and scold in harmony like a bell, how interesting it is. Himself, will he be like Old Man Han and listen to it like that for the rest of his life?

His arsenic, my honey.

Just thinking about the fun place, I didn't take a shot of the inkstone early in the snow, and after Zhou Bo sighed, he took a closer look, but fortunately he didn't splash all the ink spots.

Next, Xue Jian smiled coldly, and called Xiaomei who heard the sound and pushed the door in: "The eldest young master has a sore hand, he didn't hold the inkstone, he got a table, come and clean it up." ”

After a few wipes of wiping, Xiaomei didn't say much, and went out. Zhou Bo pointed at Xue Jian and said angrily: "Come here, watch the master clean you up!" Xue saw that he was fierce, and muttered in a strange way, "I can't go over, you have the ability to come over." ”

Zhou Bo's leg injury had not healed, so he naturally understood what she meant, and pointed at her and said, "Master will let you enjoy it for another half a day, you wait." ”

Yukimi hid to the side and muttered indiscriminately, "Wait, wait." "There was silence in the study.

Every day she follows Zhou Bo in the study, and when Zhou Bo reads the account book, she is also sneaky and busy. Zhou Bo sometimes peeked in, and saw that she burned the awl of the shoes she found from Du Ma with a candle flame, and then pierced it on something. While piercing, he gritted his teeth and collapsed his face, looking bitter and sad.

Raising his head from the account book and looking at it a few times, he couldn't help it, Zhou Bo asked, "Xue Jian, what are you doing?" ”

"Ah, ah, ah......" was startled by this sudden sound, the awl on his hand was deflected, and he poked his finger, and the red-hot awl was directly scalded into the meat, and the hand flicked off, and the awl was thrown off, and a line of blood beads was thrown off, and Xue saw tears in his eyes, stood up straight and jumped to his feet, "My lord, you squeaked in advance, and scared me." ”

Ignoring the leg injury, Zhou Bo jumped over directly, hugged Xuejian, who was so pale in pain, into his arms, took her injured hand and put it in his mouth, and then spit out a mouthful of blood. "Okay, okay, get the blood out, and it will be fine in a while." Xue saw it in his arms, pouting, just crying out in pain.

Suddenly, Xue Jian reacted, with tears still on his face, his eyes widened, he hugged Zhou Bo with his backhand, and said eagerly: "Da Lang, you are crazy, you don't want your legs anymore, you are not well, just jump around like this!" ”

Then he shouted outside the study: "Xiaomei, Xiaomei, go, find Xu Weng!" ”

Xiaomei answered outside the house and ran away.

Helping Zhou Bo to sit back on the chair, Xue Jian said while shedding tears: "You don't care for yourself like this? Or do you want me to bear the infamy for the rest of my life? ”

Zhou Bo grabbed her hand, blew gently, ignored her, and said with a cold face: "You just stop and stop, you haven't taken a needle and thread, your hands are stupider than your feet, you already know that you have to hurt yourself!" ”

"This is the New Year, your leg injury is no matter how bad, how many people are watching this in and out, this is deliberately letting Xue Jian bear the crime pointed out by Qianfu!"

"You have nothing to do with an awl, is it fun to have an awl? Now it's fun, right? ”

"Week! Wide! Yukimi withdrew his hand, "You can't listen to me?" ”

Xu Cong'an heard Xiaomei's urgency, so he hurriedly pushed open the door when he came, "I was saying that I had returned to Anning in the past two days, and before I came back, you guys had a ......situation again" But just as he saw the two of them sticking to each other, Xue saw a finger pointing at Zhou Bo, and Zhou Bo smiled and came to take her hand.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

He stood at the door, neither in nor out, but had to say, "Call me, don't let me, old man, watch you flirt, right?" As he spoke, he focused his eyes on Zhou Bo's injured leg, who was still a little absent-minded.

This Doctor Xu is a Divine Doctor, and the first thing he sees is always a patient in need. Xue saw that her face was red, she withdrew her hand, turned around and took a bite of Xu Cong'an and said, "Mr. Xu is so out of shape!" He let go of the side and said, "Look at the eldest young master's legs, I'm afraid that he jumped and jumped just now and broke the wound." ”

"Jumping and jumping, that's a squirrel!" Xu Cong'an could only nod and walked over, rolled up Zhou Bo's trouser legs, and checked them carefully. "It's all seven-seven-eighty-eight, what can it do?"

Xue on the side looked nervously.

After the inspection, Xu Cong'an turned back and said, "And your hands, I believe you know how to deal with it yourself, and you don't need me to explain anything more." After speaking, she glared at Xue Jian with a little dissatisfaction, this girl was getting more and more lazy to cook herself, and now she has more excuses.

"Dalang's legs?" Yukimi knew that of course his hand was fine, so he only asked what he wanted to ask. "Is it really okay?"

Zhou Bo glared at her again, "Xu Weng said that it was okay, only you girl dared to say that she didn't believe it." ”

Xu Cong'an didn't bother to pay attention to her, she was just bitten by a dog, although the wounds were more and deeper, but it wasn't the same as last time, where was it so squeamish.