Chapter 82: Old Memories of the Spring Rain 2

She washed her face lightly, and then took a burlap and dried her black hair.

After a while, she saw that the person on the couch still did not move, and she turned her heart sideways and quickly untied the white silk half-shirt on her upper body.

The half-shirt was still wet with water stains, Yao Yun couldn't help sneezing, and quickly wrung out the half-shirt slightly first, and spread it on the rusty shelf of the wood stove to dry.

She couldn't help but raise her hand to touch the exposed back, all the way down in a certain direction, and then pressed a certain part of the skin on her left shoulder blade, and suddenly even her breath stopped for several seconds. Although the pain under the shoulder blade was no longer painful, there was a shocking burning scar remaining, and if you looked down closely, you could clearly see that there was a very small word engraved in the place.

Slave, slave for slave and slave for the "slave".

This is the end of her disobedience and disobedience after being bought into the Qinglou. In the end, she was finally forced to succumb to the drive and orders of the Qinglou mother.

Later, it was Mr. Zhengzheng who came to rescue her personally, and then sent her to a strange doctor in the deep mountains of Qilian. She has been in this deep mountain for two whole months, and she doesn't know if she can take off her hat smoothly and live as an ordinary lady.

She was immersed in mourning and longing, but she didn't notice that the man on the other side of the couch had already woken up.

The man raised his hand to press the wound and sat up extremely slowly, enduring the pain. His eyes were as dark as a torch, but he could already see the hideous scars on the back of her shoulder blades and the broken and reddened side of her face.

"Ahem, ahemβ€”"

The little lady was stunned and turned her head in panic.

She glanced only at the masked man on the other end, and hurriedly put on her half-dry hat and almost dry full-breasted shirt.

She cleared her throat and took the initiative to get up and pour him a glass of warm water.

"Are you awake? Drink some warm water to moisten your throat first. ”

The man's eyes flickered, pressed the wound on his arm, and took the tea bowl and poured it down desperately. His thin lips were dry and peeling, and it was obvious that he had been hungry and thirsty for days.

"Drink slowly, don't choke, there's still water!"

"Ahem, ahem, thank you, lady."

The man's voice was extremely hoarse and dry, dull and weak. He gasped slightly, and lowered his eyes to glance at the slightly tingling, bandaged anterior chest wound in front of him.

The little lady rolled her bright and clear eyes, and suddenly understood what he was wondering about. She raised her hand to touch the exposed half of his forehead, checked his temperature, and calmly responded: "You still have a high fever now, although there is a wound on your chest, but the wound is not deep, and there is no need to worry about your life for the time being." ”

"Thank you for saving your life. Dare to ask if the lady is a farmer in the mountains? ”

Yao Yun was stunned, so it was not wrong. She nodded obediently, talking less and doing more, and held his back to let him lie down again.

"You have a good rest, and I'll get you some food tomorrow morning."

Xiao Chengyu's body was weak and weak, and with a slight movement, he pulled several small injuries on his limbs, and he couldn't struggle to refute it, so he had to lie down obediently and again.

The little lady blew out the only precious white candle in the room, leaving only two pots of occasional crackling wood-stoves.

Xiao Chengyu lay flat on the old couch at the back, and Yao Yun leaned on the table and chair in front of him, staying in front of the room and behind the room, and the two slept peacefully for a night.

Knock-knock-knock!

Xiao Chengyu was awakened by a subtle and strange sound of pounding and grinding.

He moved his bruised arm slightly, his elbows propped up on the bed board, and he stumbled up straight. When he raised his eyes again, he saw the beautiful figure of the little lady, and the white gauze hat she was still wearing tightly.

"You're awake, I just grinded the herbs to stop bleeding, I'll help you change the dressing first."

He was about to raise his hand to block her outstretched wrist, but he didn't think that he accidentally touched the wound on his chest, and he gasped in pain.

The little lady stopped what she was doing, and looked at him arrogantly with her arms half-folded as if she were watching a show.

"If you want to do it yourself, I won't stop you, so come by yourself."

As soon as he slammed it, he pulled into the wound in his chest, and the pain of the knife invaded the gap in the bone marrow. He shook his head helplessly, and coughed lightly twice to hide his embarrassment: "Then, then there is Little Lady Lao." ”

Yao Yun snorted and laughed innocently, sat on the side of the bed with ease, and put down the powder cup in his hand. She untied the bloodstained bandage he had bandaged the night before, and took a clean warm white cloth to wipe his wound again.

"Thinking about it, the effect of the medicine has passed today, and it is common for you to feel extremely painful."

"The little lady knows how to heal?"

Although Xiao Chengyu couldn't see the color of her expression, he saw that her fingers were slender and flexible, and she was talking with a straight face, and she looked confident, and suddenly surged a little curiosity.

Yao Yun was stunned for a moment, and shook his head sincerely: "I didn't in the past, but now I learn and sell now." ”

The man's body was shocked, he pursed his lips and was about to speak, but he heard the little lady say angrily: "But, but I have also read several medical books, and there are just hemp boiling, puhuang and wormwood in this small warehouse, it must be no problem to converge and stop bleeding, you can relax." ”

Outside the house, the drizzle was drizzling and dripping, and the candles in the house were flickering, and the room was quiet.

"Fortunately, Lang Jun, you have a good foundation, and if you meditate and cultivate for five or six days, it should be fine."

After a long time, Yao Yun stopped what he was doing, and finally broke the silence in the room.

"Thank you, lady."

"You're welcome, lady, I happened to be cultivating and healing in the deep mountains recently, so I saved you. You must be very hungry, so I'll bring you something to eat. ”

A moment later, the little lady brought two steaming bowls of soup.

"Little brother, let's eat."

For the first time, Xiao Chengyu saw this round and plump white dough, which seemed to be stuffed with meat and vegetables, which he had never seen before.

"Little lady, what kind of soup is this? It seems that I have never seen it below. ”

"Lang Jun, you must be from the north, this is a wonton, it is a food in the south, my family, my parents have said, this wonton is like a small ingot, meaning wealth and peace. How about you taste it? ”

Xiao Chengyu was already hungry and couldn't help but eat it in a big gulp. This wonton is somewhat similar to the soup dumplings in the north, but this wonton is also mixed with some green vegetable leaves that are not common in the north, which makes it more fragrant and sweet, and the mouth is smooth.

"Little lady, dare to ask what these green vegetable leaves are? Although it smells strange, it tastes very fragrant and delicious. ”

"This is coriander, a vegetable leaf in this mountain, and many people don't know that it can be eaten as a vegetable!"