Chapter 413: No More Smoking

"I'll teach you tomorrow morning, now you go and get busy, I'll be back in a while." Rui Xue smiled, feeling a little depressed, no one uses it, you have to do everything yourself.

But this is just a momentary thought, everything is difficult at the beginning, as long as this group of children is taught, she will not have to do everything by herself in the future.

It didn't work out, and Ruixue didn't stay in the town for long, and now it's almost dark, and if she comes home too late, her family will be worried.

When passing by Chen's house, Rui Xue could smell the strong smell of Chinese medicine wafting from inside, and the door was closed, but no one saw her, otherwise it would be good not to scold her.

After that, I walked all the way home, and there were basically no people who opened the doors, and I could only see some cooking smoke drifting from the roof chimney to prove that everyone was at home at this time.

When she walked to the fourth room, Rui Xue deliberately looked into the courtyard and found that the cigarette stick she used to block the knife was no longer there, so she knocked on the door after thinking about it.

knocked several times before his fourth uncle's voice sounded inside, and the voice was very hoarse and tired when he heard it.

"Fourth uncle, it's me." Ruixue Road.

"Crunch." The door was opened, and Bai Yuanyi walked out, the previous injured position on the back of his right hand was still stained with blood, neither cleaned nor bandaged, his eyes were stained with red bloodshots, and his expression was stiff and depressed.

"I'm here to get my grandfather's dry tobacco stick." Although Rui Xue is a little sympathetic to his fourth uncle, the so-called poor people must have something to hate, and the problem is that he himself is too unassertive, so he didn't wait for him to ask anything, and said directly.

"Cigarette sticks, ah, I confiscated them." Bai Yuanyi was stunned when he heard this.

"Which of you put it away." After saying that, he turned his head and shouted into the house.

"I didn't take it, I don't know who picked it up." Inside, Zhao's urn sounded angrily.

Rui Xue frowned when she heard this, who would pick up a dry tobacco stick with a little bit of copper in the place where the smoke was released, and it was grandpa's, the Bai family should know about it.

At that time, there were too many people and it was too chaotic, and Rui Xue didn't pay attention to it, and now if that person doesn't take it out, I really don't know who picked it up.

Speechless, shaking her head, Rui Xue said, "Okay, I know." ”

"Fourth uncle, your hands should be cleaned and bandaged, don't look at the frozen wounds, and then it will be troublesome if your hands are rotten." Ruixue reminded her again when she turned around, and left after speaking.

Bai Yuanyi looked at Rui Xue, who was gradually moving away, and sighed for a while, looked down at his hand, and then turned his head to look inside the house, and finally did not go in, but went to the kitchen.

Ruixue, who went back, plans to go to the town tomorrow to buy a new dry tobacco stick for his grandfather, but he has some regrets, the previous dry tobacco stick seems to have been used by his grandfather for many years, I don't know if he will be reluctant.

"Forget it, I don't have to buy new ones, I won't smoke anymore, and it's not bad to drink tea every day." Bai Yemao was silent for a long time when he heard this, Rui Xue felt that his grandfather should be distressed and reluctant, but in the end he still waved his hand.

Rui Xue raised her eyebrows, as long as his grandfather can stop smoking, it is indeed good for his health not to smoke, and he drinks tea in her space every day, and if he continues like this, it should be no problem to live to eighty or ninety.

"Okay, the tea tasting is really good, and I will improve the tea next year, and then you can change the taste, grandpa." Rui Xue said with a smile.

"You kid, what else can tea taste like, don't comfort me, you can get busy." Bai Yemao couldn't cry or laugh when he heard this, thinking that Rui Xue was comforting her, and his mood was indeed a lot better, so he shook his head and smiled.

"It's okay this time, you old man, you smoke every day, and finally let you put it down, and I won't have to smell it every day in the future." Song also smiled on the side.