Chapter 144 Are you really that scared?

But is this painful?

Si Ningning sat in the mud, feeling the wet mud under her body gradually soaking through her clothes. She should have gotten up immediately, but her legs were so weak that her tears fell uncontrollably.

The uncles and aunts nearby laughed first. Seeing that Si Ningning hadn't gotten up for a long time, someone noticed something was wrong, so they stopped laughing and scolded the others softly: "Okay, why are you laughing? What's so funny?"

Some people noticed that Si Ningning was crying and immediately changed the subject in embarrassment: "I, we have no other intentions. Comrade educated youth, don't take it seriously!"

Si Ningning was whimpering and still sitting in the mud, and the people around her were at a loss. The elderly women and old men didn't know how to comfort this beautiful little girl.

At this moment, a clever man suddenly noticed a tall man passing by carrying a load of rice bundles at the end of the field. He suddenly had an idea and shouted at the top of his voice: "Hey! Alang, come on, hurry up.

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Huo Lang was temporarily assigned to pick rice bales, and suddenly he heard someone calling him. He originally wanted to ask something, but the uncle on the team sounded very anxious.

Worried that something had happened, he put down his burden and walked over there.

As soon as he got closer, he saw people sitting in the field, and Huo Lang instantly understood what was going on.

Sure enough, I heard the uncle on the team say dryly: "Alang, let's take a look. This educated youth comrade seems to have been bitten by a snake? We can't get away from work. You can send someone back to wash him and take a look."

Is it serious or not?”

Huo Lang nodded and walked to Si Ningning on the wet mud without even taking off his straw sandals.

Si Ningning looked up at him, her eyebrows were knitted together, her eyebrows were drooping, her eyes were red and moist, and her teeth were biting her lower lip in grievance. Not only were her clothes covered in mud, but her face and hair on the side of her head were also covered in mud.

Coupled with the red streaks cut from the rice straw leaves, it looks extremely embarrassing and eye-catching.

What a miserable, miserable little person.

Moreover, this poor little man was extremely aggrieved at this moment. His eyes were full of tears and seemed to be full of endless friendship. Anyone who looked at it would be intoxicated.

Huo Lang's arm muscles couldn't help but beat. He frowned deeply, looked away awkwardly, and said in a low and hoarse voice, "Can you get up?"

Si Ningning's face was bloodshot, she lowered her head in embarrassment, and whispered: "My, my legs are weak!"

The tears in her eyes were already unable to fall, but now when she lowered her eyes, two drops of crystal tears hung on the lower eyelashes at the end of her eyes, making her look even more charming.

For Huo Lang, a passionate girl is very easy to reject. No matter how clingy she is, if she is left in the cold for a while, the girl will naturally leave.

In contrast, the kind of tender and charming girl is the most troublesome.

It's like I can never be separated from people.

In other words, it is so fragile that people cannot let go and leave.

Huo Lang pursed his thin lips, and finally sighed and squatted in front of Si Ningning, "Why are you crying about such a small thing?"

"Where's the bite?"

"No." Si Ningning shook her head.

Not bitten?

Why are you crying if you haven't been bitten?

As if seeing what Huo Lang was thinking, Si Ningning bit her lip and said, "I'm afraid of snakes."

"..." Huo Lang was speechless for a while, then reached out to Si Ningning and asked, "Can I still leave?"

"It should be possible."

As soon as Si Ningning's hand rested on his palm, Huo Lang closed his big hands, took Si Ningning's hand and pulled him up.

Si Ningning's legs and feet were still a little weak, and after swaying twice, she almost fell again.

After he stood firm, Si Ningning stayed as far away from the lying rice stalks as he could.

Huo Lang could tell from Si Ningning's subtle expression that Si Ningning was really scared. He didn't say any harsh words and just said, "Where are the shoes? Put on the shoes and I'll take you back."

Si Ningning obediently went to get her shoes, but there was mud on her feet, so she didn't wear them.

Carrying shoes in one hand and an empty elephant trunk pot in the other, he followed Huo Lang back.

At first, on the field ridge, the soles of his feet were itchy when stepping on the grass. Later, he gradually left the field ridge and walked on a path full of dead branches and gravel. Si Ningning's walking posture began to become crooked.

Not only the walking posture, but also the five toes began to wiggle restlessly every time he stepped forward, as if he had to think carefully before landing every time.

As time went by, time was delayed.

Huo Lang stopped and looked back, just in time to see Si Ningning's bare feet, one foot hanging in the air trying to land.

"..."

Huo Lang was speechless for a while. A thought flashed through his mind. When he realized it, he had already squatted down in front of Si Ningning, holding the sweat towel originally hanging around his neck in his hand.

And his other hand was firmly holding Si Ningning's ankle.

Someone suddenly grabbed her ankle, and Si Ningning was startled. She stood on one foot crookedly, fearing she would fall. She put her little hand on Huo Lang's shoulder, feeling a little at a loss, "What, what's wrong?"

Over there, Huo Lang came to his senses completely because of this, and his wheat-colored handsome face suddenly turned red where Si Ningning couldn't see him.

But it has already reached this point, and if you take your hand back, it will appear to be a cover-up.

Feeling the hot ears, Huo Lang held the sweat towel and carefully wiped away the mud on Si Ningning's feet. After a while, he raised his hand and took the cloth shoes from Si Ningning's hands. The toes of the shoes were facing him and he placed them neatly on Si Ningning's feet.

in front of.

Si Ningning's feet were not too small among girls, but in Huo Lang's eyes, when he held them in his hand and compared them just now, they were so small that they looked like children's feet.

Even the ordinary shoes look a bit cute.

In order to stabilize her body, Si Ningning put a hand on Huo Lang's shoulder. At this moment, Huo Lang squatted in front of her with one knee low, clasped her ankle with his big hand, and put the shoes on her feet.

he……

In such an intimate and ambiguous gesture, he wiped her feet and helped her put on her shoes!

"Put it on quickly."

Listening to Huo Lang's low and hoarse voice, Si Ningning shook his head slightly, as if he had realized something, and his face instantly turned red.

The feet that had been put into the shoes curled up their toes due to nervousness, and even half of them came out.

Huo Lang was also a little embarrassed. He hurriedly put on one of Si Ningning's shoes and stood up. After turning his back to Si Ningning, he said, "Wear it yourself."

Si Ningning's heart was beating wildly and she nodded hurriedly.

She didn't know why she was panicking. She just hurriedly said "Oh" after realizing that the other person's back was turned to her and he couldn't see her movements.

After putting on her shoes and continuing to walk back behind Huo Lang, Si Ningning couldn't help but look around.

Seeing that the surroundings were densely surrounded by large and small trees, and no one noticed the ambiguous scene just now, she relaxed and let out a sigh of relief.

The relationship between men and women in this era is awkward. No matter whether there is anything between her and Huo Lang, once someone sees the scene just now, the whole thing will become uncomfortable.

Huo Lang always sent Si Ningning back to the educated youth center.

Si Ningning's body was covered with mud, and he expected that she would have to give it a good wash. Huo Lang didn't leave in a hurry. He fetched several buckets of water from the well, filled the washing pool, and fetched another full bucket of water.

On the edge, he stopped.

Si Ningning squatted by the pool, drawing water from it to wash her feet. Huo Lang clapped his hands and rubbed the marks made by the rope of the bucket on his palms. He stood on the other side and looked down at her, "Don't go to the fields this afternoon.

Go to the threshing floor. I'll talk to the team over there."

Snakes are very common in the south during this season. In places with a lot of grass, humid areas or near water, you can sometimes encounter snakes on any road.

If Si Ningning still goes to the paddy field, it will be a matter of time before he encounters a snake again.

Si Ningning's mood had already calmed down, but when she heard Huo Lang mention the incident in the field again, she suddenly recalled the scene when the snake escaped from her arms.

When Si Ningning recalled something she was truly afraid of, her fear would expand infinitely. When Si Ningning recalled it, the snake seemed to have slithered out of her palm.

His face couldn't help but turn pale again, and goosebumps stood up on his arms under his high-rolled sleeves.

Horan saw clearly.

He was silent and asked, "Are you really that scared?"

Si Ningning raised her head and nodded at him like a frightened deer.

Huo Lang took in a hissing breath, as if something was a little troublesome, put his big palm on his forehead and rubbed it hard twice.

To be honest, Huo Lang actually prefers the more lively and willful Si Ningning. Like before in the mountains, Si Ningning is both squeamish and squeamish, but at least she is lively.

Now like this, tears welled up in his eyes at every turn, and he became pure squeamishness. At first glance, he looked as fragile as the paper man, which made him feel inexplicably uncomfortable and irritable.

"Where did your energy to be mean and sharp-tongued go? Why are you crying now?"

Si Ningning was stunned for two seconds, remembering the previous scene of arguing with Huo Lang in the mountains, and the fear in her heart dissipated a little.

Her eyes widened, and she opened her mouth to retort like a barrage of cannonballs: "Who is being naughty? Who is sharp-tongued? It is obvious that you are biased in your words, and I am correcting your mistake!"

After saying this, Si Ningning puffed up her cheeks and stared at Huo Lang, and added: "Comrade Huo Lang, this is the correct ideological consciousness."

Seeing the wilted girl regain her energy in a second, Huo Lang felt enlightened. He smiled secretly and shook his head, thinking: This is right.

"Yes, in terms of ideological consciousness, of course no one can compare with you educated youth comrades." Huo Lang agreed casually.

But when Si Ningning heard his echo, he felt that it didn't quite click.
To be continued...