Wen Xien didn't know what was going on in the child's head, but he felt that the child's expression was too serious.

"Adults don't care, children don't care."

Wen Xien rubbed the child's already messy hair even more, and the child lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly.

After a simple bath, the two of them nested in the quilt, and the child rolled into her futon again, revealing a pair of eyes, black, clean and weird.

Miao Hua is a small stove, not the same as Wen Xien's cold temperature, he almost stays in the futon for a few hours before his body is warm, but Wen Xien's hands and feet are always cold when he sleeps alone.

The festering chilblains on Miao Hua's hands were originally better, but because they were frozen again today, they began to itch again at night.

Frozen hands will itch more after being covered with heat at night, Miao Hua scratched a few times and it was still very itchy, and it was even more itchy if he didn't scratch it, which made him unable to sleep at all, even if the child's nerves were already very tired, and finally he could only quietly put his two hands outside the quilt.

Wen Xien heard the movement, and reached out to touch Miao Hua's hand that he hadn't had time to stretch back, but the cold gentleness made the chilblains on Miao Hua's hands less itchy.

He couldn't help but touch Wen Xien's hand tightly, it was cold.

"Don't put your hands out, you'll catch a cold." Wen Xien's voice was hoarse.

After a while, Miao Hua couldn't help but scratch it, "It's so itchy." ”

Wen Xien touched the child's swollen little finger, the child seemed to feel itchy, and his body twisted twice, Wen Xien took the other party's two hands to his mouth and blew, and rubbed a few times with his cold hand by the way.

The back of his hand was cold, Miao Hua shrank into Wen Xien's arms at some point, and he hummed comfortably, "It's not itchy anymore." ”

Wen Xien then took his hand and put it into the futon, and said in a low voice, "Go to bed early." ”

The child nodded obediently, unconsciously took Wen Xien's hand, and slowly fell asleep.

Wen Xien couldn't sleep, her knees hurt a lot, like a thousand silver needles pricked, and her ankles actually hurt even more, but Wen Xien was a little used to it.

She didn't dare to move, for fear of waking up the child, and she couldn't sleep because she wanted to sleep and was so hurt that she couldn't sleep until she was tortured until dawn.

As soon as she woke up, Wen Xien found that the child next to her had already gotten up, she touched it, the temperature was cold, and it should have been up for a while.

Wen Xien got dressed, heard the movement in the stove room, walked over to take a look, and saw the child stepping on a small broken stool to cushion his feet and then cooking, the child is small, the stove is higher than him, can only use the stool to cushion, serious cooking.

Wen Xien walked over, and the child turned around, "You go wash your face first, the hot water is already boiling." ”

After saying that, he turned his head again to cook porridge.

How can Wen Xien feel at ease to let the child cook here alone, she picked the child off the stool and took the small shovel in his hand.

"Let me come, you go wash first."

The child pursed his lips, looking a little unhappy, and he emphasized again: "You go wash first." ”

Wen Xien thought it was funny, this kid was inevitably too diligent, how could there be someone rushing to do things?

Patting the child's buttocks, Wen Xien smiled and said, "Xiaohua is obedient." ”

Miao Hua washed it with a small face, and washed it in less than five minutes, he squeezed to Wen Xien's side, his eyes were bright, "I've washed it, you go wash it quickly." ”

Wen Xien didn't expect the child to wash so quickly, and was a little suspicious that he hadn't washed it at all, so he carefully observed his face, which was indeed clean, and there were water droplets.

The child's appearance was too attentive, and Wen Xien was not always in charge of him, so he went with him, and listened to the child's words and went to wash.

By the time Wen Xien had washed up, the child had already put the porridge on the table, and the bowls and spoons were neatly arranged, not crooked at all.

Miao Hua waved his hand and beckoned Wen Xien to come to dinner.

This porridge is a little thin, Wen Xien specially steamed an egg to replenish the child's body, she peeled the shell of the egg clean, and let Miao Hua take it to eat.

Miao Hua glanced at the white and tender eggs and finished eating the egg whites, but the yolk refused to eat anything.

Wen Xien persuaded him: "This egg yolk is good for your body to eat, and Xiaohua is not allowed to be picky eaters." ”

"I don't like to eat."

The skinny child refused to eat no matter what he said, so Wen Xien had to eat it.

After raising a child for so many days, the skinny little man who was thin from the beginning finally grew a little flesh, and it didn't look as scary as thin as it was at the beginning.

Wen Xien went to the mountains and picked some medicinal herbs and wild vegetables and mushrooms, as well as some wild fruits, red and sweet.

It snowed in the morning, and Winsey went home with a stick and stepped through the snow.

There were many small footprints in the snow in the small courtyard, and the snow in the middle was cleared out of a path, revealing the moist dirt.

At the very gate of the yard, the child was struggling to shovel the snow with a shovel, and when he saw Wen Xien, he quickly put down the shovel and came to help Wen Xien get something.

Wen Xien separated the things and washed a few red fruits for the child to eat, "I'll take these medicinal herbs to the medicine hall to exchange for some money, and come back to buy you candy people to eat." ”

The child held the red fruit in both hands, and his eyes were dark, "Come back early." ”

Wen Xien touched his head and walked outside.

The pine trees stood verdantly in the white snow, swaying with the bitter northwest wind, and let out a piercing whistling.

"Whew-whew-", the wind howled, and the trees shook in the wind.

The snow on the street was trampled dirty, the big guys were wrapped in tight cotton clothes, and all kinds of scents wafted in the air.

Wen Xien touched his face and exhaled a breath of white air, the business of the medicine hall has always been very good, and there are many problems in winter, and as soon as he enters the medicine hall, his body is a little warmer.

The shopkeeper is a young old man in his sixties, but his spirit is very good, he looks like he is fifty, with a white mustache, and he is cute and protective.

"Sheen, what treasure did you pick today?" The shopkeeper of the medicine hall joked with a smile.

Wen Xien took down the bamboo basket he was carrying, and smiled with his eyebrows, "It's not a baby, it's still the same as before." ”

The shopkeeper turned out all the medicinal herbs, he glanced outside, shook his head and sighed: "You should go to the mountains less recently, the snow is in danger, don't put your life on the line for these few pennies, you will regret it when the time comes." ”

Wen Xien just smiled and said, "I know it in my heart." ”

The shopkeeper knew that Wen Xien didn't listen, so he didn't persuade her, but asked her to pay attention to safety.

When the money was finally settled, Wen Xien took a look and found that there were a few more words.

"Uncle, you've given me more money again." Wen Xien only took what he should have taken.

The shopkeeper glared at her with hatred and stuffed the few pennies over.

(End of chapter)