Chapter 44: Traditional Culture
At around three o'clock in the morning, Mr. Chu, who claimed to be going to "cook raw rice and mature rice" with her, successfully launched a high fever.
Patient Chu was lying on the bed weakly, his eyes were soft, and he stared innocently at Xu Tinglan with wet eyes, and she covered his entire face with a wet towel, including the pitiful eyes.
Chu Heng took it miserably, put his forehead on his head, and was about to complain, looking at Xu Tinglan who turned around and left, and wanted to beg for forgiveness if he wanted to be cute, "Can't you sleep with me?" ”
Seeing that she didn't stop, he asked one question after another, trying to arouse her sympathy,
"What if the wet towel doesn't work?"
"What if I get worse?"
What if you ...... "I'm dead, what if you're a widow?"
He wanted to say more, but saw Xu Tinglan turn around, and the threatening tone was self-evident, "If you speak again, someone will pick you up." ”
His face was pale, his eyes were moist and soft, and his expression was innocent and harmless like it had never been.
"I'll follow you if you go again."
Chu Heng, who looked like this, made Xu Tinglan put the idea of leaving the room on hold, she paused with the hand that pulled the doorknob, closed the door she had just opened, walked to the bed, lifted the quilt and lay down, and said hatefully: "Don't you just take advantage of my guilt?" Whoever asked you to give me the clothes, I won't accept it. ”
He succeeded, and got a little closer, her body exuding a warm heat, and she rolled to the side, touching his forehead in disgust, and the temperature did not show any tendency to drop.
His voice was muffled: "I didn't want to take advantage of you, I just felt that you love Junli and don't love me." ”
She didn't know that he would mind this, something was inappropriate, and she squinted and pretended to sleep.
He turned over, letting the towel fall on the pillow, as if he knew her thoughts, "Junli is Junli, I am me, loving Junli is not the same as loving me." ”
She came back to her anger, and said with some sarcasm: "It's good now, but it's become your anger with me." ”
"How could I be angry with you, it's too late to like you." His tone was sly, and his pretended patient appearance disappeared without a trace, "You finally admit that you are angry. Stretched out his hand around her waist, even if she was sick, she was infinitely strong, "I'm not sick, you will never ignore me." ”
He frowned, pursed his lips into a straight line, and added, "Moreover, you like Junli and don't like me." ”
The complaining husband's tone was also absolute, but it aroused her interest a little, "How can you see it?" ”
Couples love to settle old accounts when they quarrel, "Back then, you knew that the person who killed Chen Xin was Junli's father and shielded him and let them wronged my grandfather. ”
These words made her feel a little energetic, "Chen Xin, are they looking for you again?" ”
With the Buddha's bones, all the evil demons and the outer ways can't get close, and it's impossible for the ghosts to come to him," I remembered. ”
It seemed that it was the revival of the memory of her previous life, she was in a complicated mood and nodded perfunctorily, "Junli's father saved the Xu family when the Ning Kingdom was destroyed, partly because of Junli, but mostly because of morality. ”
He wanted to ask again, but Xu Tinglan had already taken the first step to cover the quilt, "hummed", and ignored him.
He smiled and hugged her a little, "I don't ask, I don't care about him in the future." ”
She buzzed under the covers and said, "Don't touch me, I didn't forgive you." ”
Chu Heng knew that she was discouraged, and coaxed in a low voice, "I won't hide it from you in the future, I'll tell you everything." ”
She unceremoniously poked at him, "What about the liar, you are still playing tricks with me today." ”
Thinking that she couldn't see her upturned face, she innocently asked, "Is there one?" ”
"Deliberately took off his coat to me, didn't go home and stood at the window to blow the cold wind, deliberately got sick, and looked at me with pitiful eyes......" She wanted to say more, but Chu Heng covered her mouth, "I was wrong." "Relying on the darkness of the night, there is no repentance in his eyes.
Xu Tinglan stretched out his foot and kicked him, was caught between his calves, pulled the quilt down, exposed his face, and reapplied the towel that fell on the pillow to his head, and threatened him, "Don't move, I don't have a fever reducer at home, and I won't pay attention to you anymore if the towel drops." ”
After speaking, he pulled out his leg, made up the foot, quickly closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, and his silly movements made people cry and laugh.
Before dawn, Xu Tinglan touched his forehead, went to change a towel, and lay down again, Chu Heng was groggy and subconsciously approached her.
She didn't hide, while he was asleep, she turned her head and kissed his face carefully, and turned over.
After she fell asleep, Chu Heng opened his eyes, turned his head to look at the sky outside, the temperature on his forehead had receded, and he raised his hand and touched the place where she had kissed, his expression was a little warm.
Wrapping his arms around her waist from behind, sniffing the fragrance of her hair, she gradually fell asleep.
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The early morning cries of the Old Town come from the windows, waking up the sleeping and latent appetites.
The people in the alley are chatting with open their voices, and the bold and enthusiastic conversations and harmonious and friendly relationships make people unconsciously festive.
Xu Tinglan stood in front of the window waiting for the vendor who sold breakfast, and suddenly a gray figure walked in front of her, she stood on the second floor and shouted in a low voice, "Grandpa who sells soy milk, don't leave yet, I want to buy something." ”
The surrounding environment is not quiet, the old man who sells soy milk looks around, finds no one, thinks that he heard it wrong behind his ear, and staggers with a burden.
Xu Tinglan shouted again, "Grandpa, don't go!" ”
This time it was loud enough, the old man looked up in confusion, and when he saw that it was her, he smiled familiarly, "Why are you again?" ”
Xu Tinglan saw that he recognized himself and greeted him upstairs, "You wait." He ran downstairs until he stood in front of him and said softly, "Four cups." ”
While pouring out soy milk for her, the old man asked, "Didn't you have a cup before, and the relatives came?" ”
"Nope." She retorted without hesitation and said appreciatively, "Your soy milk is hand-ground, pure green, I want to drink a few more glasses." ”
The old man knew her intentions, "I don't need you to take care of my old man's business." ”
She shook her head, "You misunderstood, the traditional crafts of the Casarte Democratic Republic need to be passed on by young people, and I just want to make a contribution." ”
This is reasonable, and it also reflects her sense of social responsibility, he has lived for so many years, and he has seen all the human shapes, packed the soy milk for her, and looked upstairs, "I also said that my relatives are not here." He pouted upstairs and said to Xu Tinglan, "Oh, who is that?" ”
Most of the older people have a habit of reading the newspaper, remembering that there seems to be a picture of him in the morning newspaper today, as if it were ...... Governor?!
His face was a little shocked, thinking about the relationship between the two.