"Brother Rong, there is something delicious today." Qinggu pushed open the door with a smile, and the moment she pushed the door, she already smelled an extremely tempting aroma, and the next moment, she saw a table full of food on a wooden board (table) branched with a few wooden sticks in the center of her small and simple thatched house.

I can recognize that there are chicken, duck and fish, but it looks completely different from the dishes made in the village, and the rich aroma alone is mouth-watering, and the style is indescribably beautiful. Most of the other dishes were completely unrecognizable to her, but they smelled particularly good, and they all looked so beautiful that it made people feel that it was a sin to open their mouths to eat it, and to kill it with chopsticks.

She was stunned for a moment, and before her brain could react, her hand quickly hid the oiled paper bag behind her back.

In the small thatched house, there was originally only a pile of thatch for people to sleep on, but after Rong Qian moved in, she built a wooden bed, and now there is a person standing next to the small wooden bed. Hearing the movement, he turned around and smiled slightly: "This must be a young girl." ”

Qinggu was stunned and looked at the surprisingly handsome face of this uninvited guest, as well as the extremely gentle smile, unable to speak, and did not know how to move.

"In the next surname Feng, the name is Jinjie, is Xiaorong's friend, heard that he was killed, so I looked for him all the way, and finally found him. This is the wine and food I specially ordered from the Deyue Building in the capital, just arrived by fast horse, all the way with charcoal fire to keep warm, the girl sat down together to taste how it was. ”

The man's voice was kind and generous, his demeanor was gentle and generous, and he looked at it like a spring breeze, but Qinggu could only say helplessly: "I still have some things, and when I come back later, you eat first, don't wait for me." ”

Without waiting for Feng Jinjie to reply, she was so flustered that she didn't even look at Rong Qian more, and staggered out like running for her life.

She didn't run far, but ran behind the big tree near the door, leaned back against the tree, and sat down, even so, she still carefully hid her figure, lest the people inside the door, occasionally look around, and see her.

She herself cautiously, secretly, intently stared at her tiny wooden door, which could not withstand the slightest wind and rain.

The man's name was Windbreaker, and the man was his friend.

She had never taken care of anyone else, but she had always worked hard to take care of the man whose origin was unknown. He couldn't move, she fed him food and water, and even wiped himself and bathed, drowning in his aid, and did not avoid suspicion. No parents taught her etiquette and rules, but she grew up in the village, and she still understands the truth of being a woman. Although everyone regards her as an ugly monster and a broom star, she also has a cross-minded heart and does not regard herself as a woman. It's not that she's not blushing, she's not timid, she's not ashamed. It's just that the man is generous, without a trace of embarrassment, as if it is normal for men and women to be naked and relatively naked. His laughter was unscrupulous, calm and calm, which made her gradually forget her shame.

That person's name is Feng Jinjie, that person is so beautiful that he seems to have come out of a painting, even Brother Rong is not as handsome as him, but just by looking at it, she knows that he and Brother Rong are people in the same world.

She has no money, she can't afford to hire a doctor, it is he who explains sentence by word, little by little, she follows his words, goes to the mountains to find countless weeds and idle flowers, drags her disabled legs, climbs the dangerous mountain, picks rare herbs, it is she who pounds the medicine little by little, does her best, it is she who earnestly boils the medicine, and the heat is extremely careful, it is she who personally medicates him, feeds him to drink the medicine, and sees the paleness on his face gradually fade.

That man's name is Feng Jinjie, he is tall and big, especially handsome, just standing there, it makes people think that he is amazing, he is like a hero in the mouth of a storyteller passing by the village, those white-robed young generals in the story of conquering the east and sweeping the north, just as soon as he appears, it makes people's eyes shine, all the heroic deeds belong to him, that is, the princess of the enemy country, and he must like him on the battlefield. And he, Brother Rong, is actually the same person. It turned out that Brother Rong, who was black, miserable, and couldn't move, was actually the same person as him.

She had no money, but he was too badly injured and needed a better diet. She walked a long way every day, went to the neighboring village to find a job, in order to earn money, the men refused to do the coolie she did, carrying goods and moving things, so tired that her waist could not straighten, she washed the clothes of more than 20 people by herself, washed her hands blistered, she went to work, in order to earn money, she traveled to three villages alone, did five jobs, in order to earn money, she did more hard than a cow, and then used the small copper plates, to buy some meat and put it in his wild vegetable porridge.

The man's name was Feng Jinjie, and although the clothes he wore were not shiny or particularly dazzling, but that way, at first glance, was indescribably comfortable, and she had washed so many rich people's clothes in the neighboring villages, and she had never seen them. It must be worth a lot of money, even if she continues to work like this, for a full year, she can't afford to buy a piece of clothing on him.

She was exhausted from doing things every day, and she had to take time to rush back during the day, change his dressing, feed him, and go home at night with a lot of unfinished work, chatting with him while doing things, and in his words, continuing to chat and relieve pain. She likes to talk to him, he never thanks him, as if everything she does is taken for granted, he likes to talk, up and down, ancient and modern, heaven and earth, there is nothing he doesn't know, there is nothing he doesn't understand, when he speaks, his expression is flying, and the light in his eyes often makes her look wrong. She was so tired that he taught him a very strange way of breathing, no matter what hard work he did, even when he slept, he breathed like this, and gradually she was as light as a swallow, and her strength grew, and no matter how much she did, it would not be too hard.

Someone gossiped outside the door, pointing and scolding, saying some wild man's words, she was so anxious and stupid that she couldn't tell the difference, and every time she was scolded in front of the door, she wanted to cry, but she was afraid that he would hear it in the door. He smiled and beckoned her in, opened his mouth, and jumped out like a long river, listening to her dizzy scolding, so that she learned to remember to go out and scold back. She was dumbfounded, no matter what, she couldn't learn. was so angry that he scolded her for being so stupid that she couldn't help it, but she laughed inexplicably, as if the gossip of idlers outside the door was no longer important, but the important thing was that she suddenly found that scolding was such a profound and interesting science.

That man's name is Feng Jinjie, he is his friend, with such a friend, his injuries will be cured, right?

He was always in pain, although he always talked and laughed, although he never cried out in pain, and even when facing her, he didn't even have a painful expression on his face, but she knew that he was in pain all the time. At night, he couldn't sleep because of the pain, but because she was too tired and tired, he just pretended to be asleep. It was only after a long, long wakefulness that he occasionally slept for a while, and only when he lost consciousness did he show a painful expression and let out a low moan. She always didn't understand why someone could be injured like this, but still smile, still have such bright eyes, and talk to her about endless topics, and she could scold people with full of energy, and wanted to scold the villagers outside the door with great interest.

She will only have a heartache when he is in pain, she will only be helpless when he is in pain, she will only do some work that makes no money at all, she can't help him at all.

And he, saved him. In the bright sunshine after that heavy rain, he saved her. In the years that followed, others thought that she was taking care of him and that he relied on her to live, but they didn't know that she was relying on him to live. She coveted his smile, his voice, his eyes, she coveted every bit of warmth he gave her.

She is not a good student, he taught her to recognize herbs, taught her to be angry, she still often took the wrong medicine, he taught her to be upright, not to be bullied, you respect me a foot, I respect you, if you dare to step on my feet, I will stomp on your toes. She was so frightened that she could only shake her head, so angry that he had to shake her head together. He taught her to read and write with a stick on the ground and write stroke by stroke according to his words. She learned very slowly, and until now, in addition to the name Qinggu, she only remembers a few dozen words.

That person's name is Feng Jinjie, and he brought the wine and food of Deyuelou, Deyuelou? The capital, so close and far away, but the village chief heard that he had walked downstairs from Deyue, and then came back and said, said for several years, that is the most expensive, largest and best restaurant in the capital, even the most powerful village chief in the village can not go up, even if he walks downstairs, it is all glory. The wine and food in the Deyue Building must be delicious, it must be delicious......

She lowered her head and looked at the cold oiled paper bag in her hand, which was breaded with chicken butts that the villagers did not eat and had already cooled.

She slowly buried her head between her arms. Brother Rong, in fact, I want to be literate, I want to be able to follow you and learn all the words, I want to be able to recognize all the herbs to death, and I won't take the wrong medicine and delay your injuries, I want to be as strong as you, no matter what others say, I can also face them with my head held high, I want to ......

She didn't know why, she suddenly wanted to cry, but she didn't dare to cry out loud, lest the people in the hut in front of her hear the movement, she didn't even dare to let the tears flow as much as she wanted, lest for a while, with the reason that her eyes were in the ashes, she couldn't deceive the smart big brother Rong, she could only desperately hold her head with her hands, let out one sob, and sobbed to the extreme.