A gust of wind blew the twilight, swirling in this warm little room, and the atmosphere was like a comfortable nest, sending away Wu Song's worries about Pan Jinlian in the past three days.

"Blowing the face does not chill the willow wind, good, good, good!"

Wu Song picked up the oil lamp, and learned from the literati to open his mouth to come to a poem, under the light, Pan Jinlian's pretty face was like beautiful jade, crystal clear, as if even the blood inside could be seen clearly.

Wu Song stroked her hair with pity, and sighed: "Such a delicate girl, she has to follow my rough man around, how ruthless am I!"

Syllable!

He then patted it lightly on his face and scolded: "Wu Song, Wu Song, what kind of man are you, Jin Lian will entrust you with her life, just to share the joys and sorrows with you, you guess so much, isn't it a little peep at her, you should be beaten, you should be beaten..."

Duh--duh-duh-duh

The old woman knocked on the door three times, and then came in, holding a black tray in her hand, on which were placed a small bowl of white porridge, a large bowl of rice, on which were placed two pieces of bacon, three pieces of dried fish, a large bowl of water, and a small plate of pickles.

"Official, in the mountains and wilderness, there is no good food to greet, you will deal with it indiscriminately, the little lady is infected with the wind and cold, and she wants to eat something light, I boiled white porridge for her, and when the wind and cold fade, I will kill a chicken and make soup for her. ”

Wu Song listened, and praised the kindness of the old woman very much in his heart, saluted slightly, took the tray with both hands, the old woman came to check Pan Jinlian's face, and said with a slight disgust: "The little lady's wind and cold are estimated to have been for a few days, and you still let her hurry, I really don't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, if other men marry such a delicate wife, hold it in the palm of your hand, warm it in your arms, it's not enough!"

Wu Song didn't blame her, but there was a burst of sweetness in his heart, and the old woman explained a few words and went out.

Pan Jinlian's small mouth moved slightly, revealing a sly smile, she had just woken up and heard the old woman's words of scolding Wu Song.

"Well, Wu Song hates the naughty child who pretends to be asleep the most in his life, and every time he meets him, he takes off his pants and slaps her ass hard!"

"Poof!"

Pan Jinlian's apricot eyes opened slightly, stuck out her tongue, and said coquettishly: "People didn't wake up by themselves, they were woken up by you." ”

Wu Song laughed, helped Pan Jinlian up, and brought white porridge, Pan Jinlian felt cool on her shoulders, and couldn't help but shiver, "Oh, I'm really rough-hearted!", Wu Song hurriedly took a coat on the bed and draped Pan Jinlian on Guolu's shoulders.

Pan Jinlian's face was slightly red, she touched her lower body, her skirt was also taken off, she was just wearing close-fitting profane clothes, she looked at Wu Song with a smile: "You secretly took off everyone's dresses, little villain!"

Pan Jinlian's sentence of "little villain" made Wu Song's heart shake, and he couldn't help but say a secret sentence in the boudoir: "To you, a beauty, no matter how bad things are, I will do them." ”

Pan Jinlian listened, and was secretly happy: "Erlang is an iron-clad man outside, and he also knows how to be amorous in the boudoir, how blessed I am." ”

For a while, the two were relatively speechless, letting the spring breeze stir the emotions of the two, and after a long time, Pan Jinlian whispered: "Eat porridge!"

"Oh!"

Wu Song agreed very loudly, "Poof! my stupid Erlang!", Pan Jinlian's mouth opened slightly, Wu Song put the porridge to his mouth, blew it gently, and then fed her to eat, Pan Jinlian swallowed the white porridge, Wu Song was about to scoop the second trip, his hand was slightly tightened, Pan Jinlian looked at him mischievously, it turned out that she bit the spoon.

"Nonsense!"

Wu Song couldn't help but kiss her lightly on the lips, and Pan Jinlian immediately let go of her mouth in a panic, and said coquettishly: "I'm sick, and there is evil poison on my lips." ”

"You are arsenic, and Wu Er is willing to swallow it. ”

Pan Jinlian leaned on Wu Song's arms emotionally, Wu Song kissed her lightly in the hair, and the second mouthful of white porridge was sent to her mouth, but she didn't see her naughty little mouth open, it turned out that she was already asleep.

Wu Song took off her coat for her, covered it with a quilt, shook her head and said, "You are such a strong girl, you are obviously very sleepy....."

Wu Song looked at it for a while, after all, Xiu Se couldn't make dinner, he was so hungry that he panicked, picked up the big bowl, and ate it in a big gulp, "It's so salty!", he took a bite of bacon and immediately drank a big sip of water.

"Old mother put too much salt when she pickled!"

"Hey, no, the old mother is meticulous, she should not be careless in doing things, I understand, the place here is poor, she deliberately put more salt to eat!"

Wu Song figured this out, and couldn't help shaking his head and sighing: "I met Zhao Ji at Master Li, listening to his words and deeds, he is not like a mediocre person, but the people are poor, the ancients are cloudy, and he specializes in art, it seems that this Zhao Ji has no talent to be an emperor!"

A small piece of bacon actually strengthened Wu Song's determination to take refuge in Chao Gai and overthrow Zhao Song.

In less than a cup of tea, Wu Song finished eating a big bowl of white rice, although the bacon and dried fish were salty, he swallowed them correctly, and a plate of pickles was left for Pan Jinlian to make porridge.

A bowl of rice in the stomach, he still feels that it is not enough, send people under the fence, what can be done, you can't say that you can't eat enough to complain, but the bacon and bacon are very salty, a bowl of water can not quench your thirst, he took the tray and walked to the kitchen, the old woman said that he was not allowed to go out of the room, he had already left it behind.

"It smells so good!"

The smell of meat came from the rice pot, and Wu Song opened it to see that there was a yellow, orange and orange fat chicken and two large bowls of white rice in it.

"Haha, it turns out that the old mother hid the delicious food by herself, hey, she also peeped at Wu Song, even if you understand that you want me to eat salty bacon and bite the fat chicken yourself, can I still rob you!"

Wu Song shook his head and smiled bitterly, and suddenly felt stunned: "No, the old mother is slender, how can she eat those two big bowls of white rice." ”

He thought for a while, and said in his heart: "This is someone else's business, why do I care so much, she can give a bed of golden lotus to rest, it is already a great grace." ”

Wu Song's eyes meowed, and he couldn't help but cheer, it turned out that there were two pieces of old ginger under the stove, which could just make a bowl of ginger tea for Pan Jinlian to ward off the cold and warm her stomach.

"Why are you so ignorant of human feelings! You can't be left here, you can go!"

The old mother rushed in at some point, and when she saw the lid of the pot opened, she couldn't help but feel angry in her heart.

Wu Song was stunned on the spot: "The old mother must think that I came to steal the fat chicken!"

He was speechless for a while, but he couldn't find any reason to explain, and the old mother scolded: "Didn't I already say that you can't leave the room except for the convenience of eating, and the food has been brought to the room, do you want to come to the kitchen for convenience?"

"Old mother, I'm not trying to steal your fat chicken...."

Wu Song smiled bitterly, and said in his heart: "I miss me Wu Song, I am loved in Yanggu County, and I have a reputation in the rivers and lakes, when it comes to my name, there is no one who doesn't give a thumbs up, but at the moment she is entangled in this matter, hey, don't explain, she can think whatever she likes!"

The old woman saw that Wu Song was holding a piece of old ginger in her hand, and her face softened: "You want to make ginger tea for the little lady to ward off the cold, right? ”

Wu Song sighed and said with a wry smile: "I know!"

The old mother turned around and went out, grabbed a handful of tea leaves, and saw that Wu Song was chopping the old ginger with a knife, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that you, a man, look rough, but actually very meticulous, and actually know how to make ginger tea, so the old woman will not work hard, and give you tea, brown sugar, and red dates." ”

Ginger peel can dispel wind, women can not wash their hair with cold water after giving birth, it is easy to attract wind, so it is said that the old legend can use ginger peel to soak water and wash hair, the old woman saw Wu Song even ginger peel use, she knew that he was an expert.

Wu Song thanked him, put the ginger paste, tea leaves and pitted red dates into the water and boiled, the old woman nodded and said: "The core of the jujube belongs to fire, it should be removed, you did a good job." ”

After boiling for half an hour, Wu Song put the brown sugar in it to eliminate the bitterness of the tea leaves, the brown sugar melted, took the chopsticks and put them on the edge of the pot, and forcefully separated the ginger paste and the tea leaves, and a bowl of ginger tea was ready.

The old woman handed Wu Song a dry towel and said, "You big man, you are so careful, no wonder you can get such a beautiful wife, if my son can learn from you for half a cent....." She paused and continued: "After the little lady drinks ginger tea, she will sweat, you must wipe it off for her, otherwise the cold poison will not be expelled, but it will be aggravated, wipe the sweat, and it is estimated that it will be five or six points better tomorrow." ”

Wu Song nodded, took the towel, held the ginger tea, walked into the room, and took it to the door.

"Jin Lian, get up and drink ginger tea before going to sleep. ”

Wu Song gently stroked Pan Jinlian's pretty face, Pan Jinlian opened her apricot eyes with an "um", with a tired smile, and said coquettishly: "I'm powerless, you pick me up." ”

"You girl!"

Wu Song laughed, hugged Pan Jinlian, put on a coat for her, scooped ginger tea, blew it on his mouth, and fed her, Pan Jinlian drank it all.

Wu Song was overjoyed: "Jin Lian, you have a good rest, sweat, and you will be radiant tomorrow." ”

"Am I sick and don't look good?" Pan Jinlian pouted.

Wu Song smiled: "Good-looking, good-looking, better than Lin Daiyu." ”

"Lin Daiyu?" Pan Jinlian said curiously.

"Oh, it's the character in the story, who says she's morbidly beautiful, and I should say you're as beautiful as Shih Tzu has heartache. ”

"How can you look good when you're sick....."

Pan Jinlian fell asleep sweetly, Wu Song knew that she would sweat after drinking ginger tea, so he didn't dare to sleep, and quietly guarded in front of the bed.

About an hour later, Pan Jinlian turned around, with a hint of annoyance on her face, her little hand gently pushed away the quilt, revealing her snow-white fragrant shoulders, Wu Song smiled: "You naughty girl, it's not comforting to sleep." ”

He knew that Pan Jinlian was sweating, so he immediately covered the quilt tightly for her, so that her sweat could come out a little more, and try to bring out the evil poison of wind and cold.

After another stick of incense time, Wu Song thought that it was probably not much worse, and when he opened the quilt, Pan Jinlian's profane clothes were already soaked, and it seemed that the effect was good.

He didn't care about it, he took off Pan Jinlian's clothes and pants, sweating first started from the back, so the back was the most sweaty, he turned Pan Jinlian over and gently wiped the sweat on it for her with a towel.

Through the towel, he could even feel the smoothness of her jade back, Wu Song was so shaken that he couldn't help but leave the towel, and his big hand gently stroked her back.

His heart almost penetrated his chest and jumped out, ordinary people have not taken a bath for three or two days, there must be a lot of dirt on his body, and it must be very viscous after sweating, but his tentacles are like touching a piece of fine silk, and he swiped it by, without the slightest blockage, and there are bursts of daughter incense.

Wu Song couldn't help but think stupidly: "Literati often say that daughters like men to smell, and men like their daughters to be fragrant, it is estimated that men's bodies are smelly, and daughters' bodies are fragrant." ”

Pan Jinlian's body was not covered, he was worried about catching a cold, he didn't dare to think about it, so he wiped off the sweat on her back, buttocks, and legs, and wiped it on her buttocks.

After wiping Pan Jinlian, Wu Song actually felt a little tired in his body, and couldn't help but be shocked: "The power of women is really powerful, even if I fight with the top ten masters, I won't be so tired." ”

Pan Jinlian's clothes are already soaked and can't be worn, so put them back on for her, and I'm afraid that it will take too long and catch a cold, but just wearing clothes and pants, how can it take a long time, Wu Song's heart fluttered, and he couldn't explain it.

He had no choice but to turn over the quilt under Pan Jinlian, and the quilt on top was also flipped over, covering his body with a dry place.

After everything was done, he breathed a long sigh of relief, only then did he feel a little strange in his body, hurriedly adjusted his pants, and said with a smile in his heart: "Wu Song, Wu Song, it is really the most difficult to accept the grace of a beauty!"

He had to go out and wash his face and calm down, otherwise the night would be difficult, and he gently pulled on the door, and with a tight grip on his hand, the door was locked outside.