Jiang Nuan got up in the morning and happened to see Zhai Lin sitting on the edge of the bed wearing a prosthetic.

She asked confusedly, "What time is it?" ”

The man who heard her voice lowered his feet and stepped hard into the prosthetic leg to clasp it up, covering up the atrophied and unsightly muscle.

"Eight o'clock." Zhai Lin put down his trouser legs, got up and went to the toilet.

In the morning, Grandpa Huahua went to cut vegetables in the vegetable field again, Jiang Nuannuan went downstairs to drink hot water, looked at the white snow outside, and said, "Let's go out and have a look?" Grandpa hasn't been back for a while. ”

Zhai Lin has had a cold face since she got up, and now looking at her amnesiac appearance, her eyes are still a little dry.

How could she forget everything?

Is it a dream to kiss him last night, a dream of kissing Gu Tingyan?

Seeing that he didn't react, Jiang Nuannuan wrapped her scarf and picked up the umbrella by the door, "If you don't go out, I'll go and see it myself, you stay at home to accompany Huahua." ”

As a result, not far after walking out, Zhai Lin still bent down into her umbrella and took her umbrella.

Jiang Nuannuan looked up at him, her thin porcelain white chin was slightly raised, and the gray eyes in front of her glanced at her, "What are you doing?" ”

"You're angry." She asked curiously, "I robbed you of the quilt last night?" ”

When she woke up this morning, she was still in her bed.

Remembering that she stayed in her arms all night last night, and only threw the person back this morning, Zhai Lin coldly, "No, you are talking in a dream, it is very noisy." ”

Jiang Nuannuan raised her eyebrows: "What did you say?" ”

Zhai Lin stopped, lowered his head to look at her, and took another step to continue walking.

With such silence, Jiang Nuannuan didn't ask.

"Since you like Gu Tingyan, why are you so close to my brother."

About ten minutes later, in the snowy sky in the mountains, Zhai Lin asked her.

Jiang Nuannuan thought for a while and replied: "If you like it, there will be no results, and you won't like it after a long time." ”

So she likes it, Zhai Lin didn't ask again, but her eyes darkened a little.

The two of them went to the fields behind the house, most of which were covered with plastic sheds, and some of which were only covered with frost and snow.

Jiang Nuannuan suddenly stopped and looked into the ground.

A low cry for help reached the ears.

With a twist of her footsteps, she walked straight under the umbrella and descended the dirt steps to the field path.

Zhai Lin twisted his eyebrows, "Where are you going?" ”

"There are voices."

Jiang Nuannuan looked around in a white and brown field, the more she walked in, the ice on the ground was thick and slippery, her cotton shoes slipped, and her figure staggered, and she was grabbed by the man who followed her arm to stabilize it.

The big umbrella was raised above her head, Jiang Nuannuan hugged Zhai Lin's arm, just as Yu Guang found Grandpa Huahua who was in front of her left who was on the ground, she patted his arm and exclaimed: "Zhai Lin!" Grandpa fell! ”

Her head suddenly turned, her eyes were anxious, and a little unmelted snow still fell on her long curly eyelashes, which melted as her eyelashes blinked.

"Take it."

Zhai Lin's gaze stayed on her face for a moment, stuffed the handle of the umbrella into her hand, and strode towards Grandpa Huahua.

Jiang Nuannuan hurriedly followed, when Grandpa Huahua was helped up by him bending over, half of his body was frozen stiff and hard, and the prosthetic leg made of wood took off the stump and fell to the ground, falling a thin layer of snow, and he looked at the fall for a while.

The old man breathed hard, and his eyes immediately turned red when he saw them.

Jiang Nuannuan hurriedly took off the scarf and covered it around his neck, "Are you okay grandpa?" Where did you fall? ”

He gasped for a while, relieved himself, endured the pain and said, "Legs." ”

The only intact leg fell and sprained.

Zhai Lin looked at the cabbage in the basket and the kitchen knife that fell not far away, and wrinkled his eyebrows and said, "I'll hold you." ”

He knew in his heart that the old man was working in the snowy fields to get them something to eat.

Jiang Nuannuan glanced at Zhai Lin's feet, they had been walking here for almost half an hour, and if they went back with someone in their arms, his feet might suffer.

But now there is no other way than to get grandpa back quickly.

Zhai Lin hugged the old man horizontally, Jiang Nuannuan hurriedly picked up the vegetable basket, held the umbrella high for them, and said worriedly: "Zhai Lin, the road is very slippery, you be careful." ”

He glanced at the half of her wrist that she was exposing to hold up the umbrella, "Hold it yourself." ”

"It's fine." Jiang Nuannuan shrunk her neck and looked at the old man who was gasping in his arms and enduring the pain, "I'll call an ambulance to come up." ”

Grandpa Huahua was afraid of spending money, so he hurriedly said, "No! No! I just twisted my foot, there is a barefoot doctor in the village, just call him, call him. ”

The weight of an old man is not light, Zhai Lin's prosthesis will hurt after being under pressure for a long time, he gritted his teeth, tried to maintain a normal pace, and carried people back home.

Huahua waited in a wheelchair at the door and was frightened to see her grandfather injured, and she immediately went to call the landline doctor in the village.

Putting away the umbrella and entering the house, Jiang Nuannuan's hand was almost frozen and unconscious, but she was more worried about Zhai Lin's legs, he tried his best to hide it when he came back just now, but she still saw that it was uncomfortable.

"Are you alright?"

"It's fine."

Zhai Lin's stump hidden under his trouser leg trembled slightly, and his eyes focused on Grandpa Huahua's stump leg.

His stump was black and swollen, bleeding locally, and it looked like the prosthesis was not suitable for grinding.

Zhai Lin whispered: "You have been wearing this for so many years? If it's small, you won't change it? ”

Grandpa Huahua leaned on the pillow, and his voice was hoarse: "I still have to save the money to put on Huahua's legs, as long as I can use this prosthesis and walk to make do with it." ”

Zhai Lin frowned, and his chest was a little swollen.

Jiang Nuannuan looked apologetic, "We didn't think it through, and we let you go out to get vegetables for us to eat on a snowy day." ”

Grandpa Huahua hurriedly waved his hand, "You are guests, besides, if you don't come, I will also go to the back mountain to cut vegetables to eat, and I have to live to raise my children." ”

Some people have crippled legs and are working hard in the face of such a difficult life, but Zhai Lin, who is also disabled, wasted two years for this and closed himself.

He sat on the edge of the bed with his eyes downcast, not knowing what he was thinking.

The barefoot doctor arrived with a medicine box, in his forties, from the same village.

He was first amazed by the appearance of Zhai Lin and Jiang Nuannuan, and looked at the brand of clothes that he had only seen on TV, and when the two of them went out, he closed the door directly and asked Huahua, "Those two are from the city, not from our village, Huahua." ”

Flowey nodded, "Yes, they're from the city." ”

"What are you doing?" The barefoot doctor asked as if unintentionally.

Grandpa Huahua coughed a few times, "Just to come to our house as a guest." ”

The doctor gave him a simple treatment of his prosthetic leg and said, "Don't lie to me, the truck that just sold rice passed by our door, and I heard him say that he came to the village to do charity, and now he is doing an investigation." ”

Grandpa Huahua kept his mouth shut about it, "Just help me deal with my twisted leg, it's still the original price." ”

The barefoot doctor whispered while helping him look at it: "Uncle, they came to engage in charity, your tone is so tight, the people in the village don't know if they offend people, they don't engage in charity, they don't come to give money, what will happen to the legs of flowers?" Have you thought about it. ”