Changping Village, Luojia.

After Yao Yue left, only Dazhi and Xiao Qiao were left in the room.

Dazhi was sitting beside the bed, holding a bowl in his hand.

Xiao Qiao was sitting on the bed, her thin body wearing white clothes and a small white fox fur cotton coat.

Her black hair hangs loosely around her waist, her eyebrow-length bangs have a curved eyebrow, and her eyes are long and thin, like the crescent moon hanging on the treetops outside the window.

When she looked at Dazhi, she first turned her face slightly to one side, and her eyes were as dark as dots of ink, as if she was glancing at him with the corner of her eye, and then came back with her eyes, slender. His fingers hooked up with a strand of hair on his chest and played absentmindedly.

"I asked you to speak out earlier, but you just can't save face. Look at this compassionate character. Now one is showing hospitality in the kitchen, while the other is sulking in the room waiting for you to coax. I look at you. You have to turn into two bodies!"

Dazhi stared at Xiao Qiao and said in a deep voice: "You know what I am thinking, so why do you want to say those words to ridicule me? I feel bad, and you are also worried and worried, and then put your body through it If it’s broken, why bother?”

Xiao Qiao's face suddenly turned red, and mist quickly filled her eyes. She spoke with a hint of anger and ambition: "Bah, bah, bah, what are you talking about? You are you, I am me, one person can stand up to you. You idiot, how can I know what you are thinking!"

"Haha..." Dazhi smiled bitterly.

Xiao Qiao added: "Besides, my body is like this after I was born. My parents didn't dislike it, so they dragged me to this point. What does it have to do with you? What worries or not, it makes people laugh to death. !”

Dazhi smiled bitterly again, a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes.

"Well, it's just me being sentimental. Then cousin, you should have a good rest. I will come to visit you tomorrow."

Dazhi stood up and wanted to leave, but Xiao Qiao didn't stop him. Dazhi took two steps and suddenly heard suppressed sobs coming from behind him.

Dazhi turned around and saw Xiao Qiao lying on the quilt crying, her thin shoulders swaying slightly.

Dazhi sighed, put down the bowl and chopsticks, and returned to the bed.

"Don't be like this. The doctor in your body has repeatedly told you to keep your mood happy. Even if you are not happy, you must be peaceful. Tears are your nemesis."

Xiao Qiao ignored Dazhi and continued to cry.

Dazhi was helpless and stepped forward to hold Xiao Qiao's shoulders and help her sit up.

Her eyes were red from crying, and her pear blossoms with raindrops looked more and more pitiful in Dazhi's eyes.

"I really lost to you." Dazhi said.

Xiao Qiao pouted and looked up at Dazhi. Half of his wet eyes were filled with resentment and half with anger, mixed with a little pride of his little daughter's family.

"Why don't you leave? Even if you don't go to coax the young lady who is still angry, you should at least praise the other virtuous sister. Why waste time with me, a sick man like me?"

Da Zhi has long been used to facing Xiao Qiao's sarcasm.

He didn't explain, just helped her lie down, covered her with a quilt, and told her: "You can rest in peace and recuperate, don't think wildly."

This time, Dazhi really left.

But when he reached the door, he didn't leave in a hurry. Instead, he stood outside Xiao Qiao's house for a long time.

He raised his head and looked at the moonlight on the roof. Something was rising and falling in his chest, tearing at his heart and making him breathless.

He heard footsteps coming from the other side, so he quickly came to his senses and turned around to go in the other direction.

But he didn't want to be stopped by the person behind him.

"Cousin."

Dazhi stood still, collected his emotions, and then turned around calmly.

There was a lantern hanging in the corridor, and his cousin Yao Ying was standing a few steps behind him, looking at him with a friendly and considerate smile.

"How much did Xiao Qiao eat at night?"

Yao Ying glanced at the closed door of Xiao Qiao's room and asked about his ambition in a low voice.

Dazhi walked towards Yao Ying and also whispered: "I ate half the bowl and stopped eating."

Yao Ying glanced at the bowl in Dazhi's hand and nodded lightly, "When I was cleaning up the kitchen with my grandma, she said they have a kind of wild vegetable here, which can be used as medicine and food, and it can also stimulate appetite and strengthen the heart.

spleen."

"I'm thinking about calling Yao Yue and Gui'er tomorrow. When Wuyou and the others go out to play together, I'll dig up a few handfuls of those wild vegetables and bring them back to Xiao Qiao to try. Maybe it will whet her appetite!

"

Dazhi nodded, "Cousin, I'm interested. I'll thank you on Xiao Qiao's behalf."

Yao Ying smiled gently, stepped forward and took the bowl from Dazhi's hand, "It's getting late, you should go back to the house and rest quickly. I took the bowl to the kitchen to wash it and it's time to rest."

Dazhi said: "My cousin worked hard and helped my grandma take care of the housework."

Yao Ying said with a smile: "What are you talking about? There's no need to talk to my cousin about the outside world. Go back to the house quickly. There's no need to come over again at night. Xiao Qiao and I live next door, and she

If you need to shout if you need anything at night, I will come over."

Dazhi nodded, bowed to Yao Ying again before leaving, and finally took a deep look at Xiao Qiao's door before striding away.

…

With the help of Luo Baobao, Yang Ruoqing put the two young sons into the cradle and put them to sleep.

While Luo Baobao was sitting on the edge of the bed washing his feet, holding a storybook in his hand and reading, Yang Ruoqing took the time to go to the kitchen to see if the aunt was okay. If not, she was helping.

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As a result, the kitchen was already ready, and only a soybean oil lamp was left in front of the statue of the Kitchen God inside the pot.

Yang Ruoqing guessed that it was because of Yao Ying's help that the aunt was able to clean up so quickly. Thank you very much Yao Ying.

Yang Ruoqing turned around and walked back. When she passed by Dazhi's house, she found that the lights in Dazhi's house were still on, and his profile reading was projected on the window paper.

This child never stops reading. He is diligent and self-disciplined. In addition, his IQ is also on the line. If such a child fails to succeed, it would be really evil.

No wonder he passed the exam at a young age, and no wonder these girls fought overtly and secretly for him, and were jealous.

Yang Ruoqing suddenly felt that raising an excellent son was pretty good. Watching the girls fight for their son gave her a sense of accomplishment.

Yang Ruoqing originally wanted to go over and remind him a few words, telling him not to look too late and to rest early.

My feet turned that way, and after thinking about it, I forced myself to step back.

At the end of the day today, he went to the county town to pick up people in the morning. After that, he was busy taking care of several guests at home. He couldn't even eat a meal at night. He even went to deliver food to Xiao Qiao...

There was no time to read at all, and he finally had a moment of peace, so he had to hurry up and read a book.

As a mother, it's better not to bother me. If I go to bother me, I will at least say a few words later. The time of going back and forth and having a bowl of tea has passed, so why not let him enjoy this immersive reading, and wait until later?

, he will naturally go to bed and rest.

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