Chang’an Peasant Girl

   Chapter 107 She must buy a cow!

   "You..." Quiet still looked at the bright red on his hands, his voice was so low that he could barely hear, "Bleeding."

   But Xiao Changyi heard it, and hugged An Jing even tighter with one hand, while the other hand quickly wiped off his blood on An Jing's hand.

As soon as    wiped it off, he reassured: "I'm fine, Jinger."

Quiet's hands are clean, there is no bright red, and Quiet can't be seen, but she plunged into Xiao Changyi's arms and hugged Xiao Changyi tightly, as if embedding Xiao Changyi in her body, as if she was He was completely embedded in Xiao Changyi's body.

  Xiao Changyi's thin lips were tightly pursed into a straight line, if she was not happy, he would not be happy either.

   But now he is more worried.

   He was worried about her.

   "I'm really fine, Jing'er." Xiao Changyi patted the head of the man buried in his arms and comforted him for the third time.

   "Xianggong," An Jing finally spoke, in a low, small, muffled voice, "We won't farm, okay?"

   Xiao Changyi said, "Okay."

  What do they eat without farming? One acre of paddy field could not support the two of them at all. An Jing knew that her question was a little childish, but Xiao Changyi answered it well, still pampering her and pampering her, which made her feel more distressed for him.

   She didn't want him to plow like a beast at all.

   Before, even if she was quite uncomfortable, she didn't show it, but now, when he was bleeding, she saw it, and she couldn't bear it anymore and broke out.

  's face rubbed in Xiao Changyi's arms, as if to want his expression to be natural and normal. Quiet raised his head and said with a smile, "I'm joking, don't take it seriously."

   Although she said so, but in her heart she swore secretly: She must buy a cow!

   Xiao Changyi was so heartbroken at Jing's forced smile, but he didn't say anything. Instead, he touched Jing's head and rubbed his forehead lightly.

  Quiet's eyes were hot, and he almost burst into tears.

  Don't want Xiao Changyi to find out her strangeness, she turned her face away, took the tableware and chopsticks from the basket and stuffed them back into Xiao Changyi's hands, and pretended to be sturdy: "Hurry up and finish your work."

  Xiao Changyi did not speak, but just obediently ate the unfinished bamboo shoots in the bowl.

  When ploughing the ground in the afternoon, although An Jing was still holding the plow behind, she never saw Xiao Changyi's back from beginning to end, she just looked at the ground, she didn't dare to look at Xiao Changyi at all.

   She was afraid, she was afraid that when she saw it, she could not help but let Xiao Changyi stop and forbid Xiao Changyi to pull the plow again.

   That night, quietly lying on Xiao Changyi's body, silently watching the injury on Xiao Changyi's shoulder.

  Xiao Changyi's shoulders were both frayed, the red and white flesh was exposed, and a lot of blood was shed. Quiet just watched silently without saying a word.

  Xiao Changyi did not urge An Jing, but pulled up the quilt to make An Jing and him cover more tightly, so as not to freeze into An Jing who was only wearing his underwear.

  The dew is heavy at night, which is much colder than during the day.

  Xiao Changyi looked at Jing Jing's little face, Jing Jing was focusing on the injury on his shoulder. She didn't know what she was thinking, so she just stared at the injury on his shoulder without blinking.

  Xiao Changyi silently tightened his arms and hugged Jing Jing silently, comforting Jing Jing silently.

   Quietly but suddenly stretched out his hand from the quilt, took the purse on the clothes, and counted the money inside.

   Only five hundred and ten pennies.

   Their family property was only five hundred and ten pennies.

   (end of this chapter)