Jiang Zhiluo looked at Cui Hejian's wrist as white as snow, and only felt that he was so pleasing to the eye when he held the pen.

There is a posture of clearing out the dust.

The light of the candles in the house was a little dim yellow, and the light of the candles swayed and swayed in the room, but it shrouded him like a flattering bond.

With a hazy feeling, his already excellent bone appearance is more delicate and picturesque.

Jiang Zhiluo's heart couldn't help but touch, as if her heartstrings had been gently plucked.

She opened her mouth to persuade something, but she could also see that Cui Hejin was actually a little stubborn, and what he decided could hardly be changed.

It's a lot of effort to copy books like this, maybe he won't say it if he hurts.

She could only find a way to cure him sooner.

Jiang Zhiluo carefully felt her wood-based ability, but it was still very weak.

Jiang Zhiluo couldn't help but sigh.

Cui Hejin heard it, raised his eyes slightly, and asked gently, "What's wrong, are you feeling unwell?" ”

When Jiang Zhiluo heard this, her eyes blinked, her eyes looked at Cui Hejin softly, and she smiled sweetly: "Husband, are you caring about me?" ”

was asked so bluntly by Jiang Zhiluo, Cui Hejin was stunned for a moment, as if she didn't know how to deal with this sentence.

Jiang Zhiluo looked at Cui Hejin's expression, and it was rare to see him look slightly uncomfortable.

Jiang Zhiluo wouldn't really let him answer anything, she said to herself: "I just feel sorry for you that copying books like this is not good for your wrist, and I heard my mother say that you have abolished your martial arts, and after a long time, your wrist will hurt." ”

Distressed?

Cui Hejian's expression was slightly dazed, but no one had ever said such a thing to him.

But how can this sentence have a sense of familiarity, as if there is an inexplicable familiar feeling in the depths of the soul.

Cui Hejin said softly: "It's okay, if you're tired, rest early." ”

Jiang Zhiluo also knew that he was stubborn, so she didn't persuade again, she said, "Can I borrow a piece of paper to use?" ”

Cui Hejin had just bought all these papers, and she also knew that paper was expensive.

Cui Hejin paused in his hand, got up and took half of the paper from the drawer and put it in front of Jiang Zhiluo and said, "If you want to use the things at home, just take it yourself, you don't have to ask me." ”

Although Cui Hejin said so, Jiang Zhiluo would not turn over Cui Hejin's things at will.

……

That night, when Jiang Zhiluo was sleeping, she had a dream.

She hadn't dreamed in days.

This time I dreamed about Cui Hejin.

In the morning, Cui Hejin had breakfast, and felt that there was nothing wrong with his body, so he went to the school to teach, and he went to the kitchen at noon to cook a hot meal.

But because the back kitchen of the school is almost not used here, it has fallen into disrepair for a long time, so that the beams on the beam are about to fall.

Cui Hejin burned firewood, and the sound of firewood was a little loud, but he still keenly heard the unusual sound.

Cui Hejin looked up, and his face changed.

He's going to put out all the flames with great speed.

If the flame is not extinguished at this time, the kitchen house collapses, and the firewood burns on the spot, and all the rooms of the school are connected together, and the danger of being burned cannot be avoided.

So Cui Hejin quickly and calmly took the scoop and scooped water.

At this moment, several children from the school ran over.

"I saw Cui Fuzi in the back kitchen, and the chimney was smoking."

"Quick, let's give something to Cui Fuzi to eat."

"My mother's steamed buns are delicious, I want to give them to Cui Fuzi."

"My mother's pickled pickles are also delicious......

Cui Hejin teaches in the school, which is not only erudite and interesting, but also easier to remember.

And he is very patient in teaching, never scolds students, always teaches patiently, and students like him very much.

Jue's new Cui Fuzi is better than the previous masters, and he is very knowledgeable and good-looking, and the students like to get close to him.

Knowing that he was sick, everyone wanted to be nicer to him.

Some of them went home at noon and got food, thinking about coming to the master to eat.

In fact, many students' fathers and mothers are very relieved to know that their son has learned more words in such a short period of time, understands more reasoning, and is more sensible when he goes home, and they also want to thank this new master for letting him eat at home.

But Cui Hejin politely refused.

The students didn't know if Cui Fuzi would come to the academy on this day, after all, Cui Fuzi took leave yesterday.

But when I saw Cui Fuzi coming to class in the morning, everyone was very happy.

"My father said that Cui Fuzi will only get better if he eats well, so I brought my mother's specialty dishes."

"Well, we want to let Master Cui get better as soon as possible, so that he can teach us, we don't want other masters to teach."

"Yes, the master would beat and scold us before, and Chubby was sick when he was beaten back......"

The children spoke very quickly, and they looked outside the back kitchen.

Cui Hejin hurriedly poured water on the flame, extinguished the firewood at the stove, and then said loudly to the door: "Don't come here!" ”

The child didn't understand, and when he heard the voice, he walked in in a daze, still holding the food he brought from home.

Cui Hejin extinguished the flames at the stove and hurriedly ran out.

At this moment, the roof beams collapsed, and the student at the front had already stepped inside.

It was about to hit him on the head.

Cui Hejin couldn't care about anything else, so he could only hurriedly protect him.

Because of this, Cui Hejin was smashed to the ground by the roof beam, and his right hand happened to be hit by something, and his fingers were broken.

Although he saved the students, because Cui Hejin was injured, he naturally couldn't teach in the school.

In addition, his hand was broken, and he could no longer copy books.

This caused him great psychological damage.

Later, Cui Hejin sat on the chair, with a strong sad atmosphere all over his body, with a sense of brokenness, which made people's hearts hurt when they looked at it.

Because of this, Mrs. Cui cried and was blind.

When Jiang Zhiluo woke up from her sleep, she covered the position of her heart with her hand, and she could still feel a feeling of suffocation in her heart.

Thinking of his figure in her sleep, Jiang Zhiluo's mind also flooded with some memories of the ancient times of the previous life, and she only felt that her heart was swollen and painful.

"No, we must stop this!"

Jiang Zhiluo murmured softly, she looked at Cui Hejin beside the bed, it was not yet dawn at this time.

She quietly went down to the ground to wash up and cook early.

Jiang Zhiluo knew that she could bring up and tell her something in her sleep, so that she could avoid danger or help her decide what to do.

Just like when she dreamed of Jian Yinyin before, she saved Jian Yinyin that day.

"It seems to be true this time."

Jiang Zhiluo felt that she would rather believe it than not, and she couldn't risk Cui Hejian's danger.

Jiang Zhiluo was quiet when she was cooking breakfast, trying not to disturb Mrs. Cui.

However, Old Madam Cui heard the sound in her sleep, slowly opened her eyes, and when she came out of the house, she saw Jiang Zhiluo cooking on the fire, and she was stunned and said, "Zhiluo, why did you get up so early today!" ”

It's just dawning.

"Didn't you get a good night's rest last night?"

……

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