After the dregs

The heavy rain covered everything, and when the night fell, the sound of the rain gradually subsided, and the candle was lit again.

The landlord stayed up with the ewe until late at night, until some of the wet cubs were cast off, and the ewe stopped barking and licked the cubs quietly, with very gentle eyes.Yes, that light that transcends all pity is extremely clean.

At this time, everything seemed to be quiet in the courtyard, and the rain seemed to have collected a lot.He wiped the dirty things off his hands at the mouth of the well, and as soon as he entered the kitchen, he saw two shadows on the wall sticking together, but when he looked carefully, it was not like that. Maodou, who was cutting vegetables with his back on his back, was so quiet that the room was full of silence, only the crackling of sparks could be heard, obviously it was far away.

A pile of soybean skins as high as a hill was piled under Gu Yuxiu's feet.But he only lightly peeled half of the bowl of edamame on the table, and he didn't know what he was thinking.Probably a little lost in thought.

He looked at half of the figure on the ground who stood up and seemed a little uncomfortable and held his waist. Han Zhibai silently helped him and pushed him away silently. He didn't care, and asked carefully, "Your hands are still sore?"

"En." Gu Yuxiu replied, his voice was so low that it was almost inaudible, and it was very reluctant.

return?

The landlord didn't quite understand what he meant, and in a blink of an eye, he saw Han Zhibai twist a fried bean from the plate next to him and put it into his mouth, "Taste it."

Gu Yuxiu frowned and didn't avoid it. He chewed and swallowed hard, and then whispered: "It's mushy."

Han Zhibai said: "Really? I..."

The landlady was confused when he heard this, and he strode forward and threw the thing in his hand on the ground. Unexpectedly, the two of them turned their heads in unison. Gu Yuxiu seemed to be surprised and turned his face away, his eyes widened slightly Panting like a frightened lamb.

It seems that there are still some... guilt?

But it was only fleeting, and this emotion quickly subsided from his face, just like the soft and white wings of a heron flying across the water with ripples, fleeting.

The landlord didn't notice anything wrong, looked at the two people happily and said, "Mr. Gu, it's considered a birth!"

"Hmm..." Gu Yuxiu followed his words and nodded, his eyes rolled a few times, but he didn't say anything.

Han Zhibai turned his eyes deeply to help his hand, but was hit again, there was no force on his hand, and it didn't hurt.

After a busy day today, dinner was a plate of fried potatoes with peppers, a full plate of homemade white steamed buns served with porridge, and a small plate of fried fatty pork with peppers.Several people were so hungry that they ate anxiously, Han Zhibai was slowly drinking porridge, only Gu Yuxiu was absent-minded about eating.

He drank half a bowl of soup, accidentally chewed it, and coughed in a low voice. The landlord looked back at him, turned his head, and whispered to his wife, "I told you to make it less spicy. If you don't listen, take a look." People are choking...the mouth is swollen!"

Gu Yuxiu lowered his head when he heard the words, Han Zhibai clearly saw the blood red at the base of his ears, and calmly poured a few pieces of transparent, fat and white shredded meat into his bowl, "Benefit."

The landlord's wife followed closely: "That's right! Mr. Gu, you should make up for being so thin. Eat more!"

"Hmm..." Gu Yuxiu lowered his head so low he could barely see, he barely swallowed the greasy meat, and slowly slapped the hand on his lap under the table, this time, with a little force .

Gu Yuxiu, who had dinner in the middle of the night, had to guard the hot water at the stove, and he spent a lot of effort to wait for the water to cool slightly to take a bath.Although the landlord didn't understand, he brought firewood for him and boiled a large pot of hot water.For some reason, his eyelashes trembled while staring at the burnt wood.

After finally finishing his work, he went back to the house, locked the door, lit a candle, and saw that Han Zhibai was sitting quietly on the bedside. He had just washed with cold water from the well, and a blanket was scattered on his body. wet.

"Why don't you light a candle?"

He raised his head, satisfied in a low voice, "I'll wait for you."

Gu Yuxiu lowered his eyes and didn't say anything, he turned around and soaked the towel in the hot water and soaked his palms until his fingertips turned slightly white and swollen, then he recalled something and frowned and ordered, "Turn around. "

Han Zhibai raised his eyebrows and nodded symbolically, closing his eyes.He unbuttoned his clothes with his back on his back, and just wiped his neck with a wrung towel. Han Zhibai closed his eyes and listened to the sound of dripping water, and suddenly asked, "Can you wipe it on your own back?"

Gu Yuxiu paused, water drops passed through his fingers, after a while he hesitated and vaguely replied: "Mmm..."

"What about the legs?"

He suddenly opened his eyes wide and turned around, only to see Han Zhibai raised his chin, those beautiful and focused eyes were looking at him and asked, "Just now you..."

Before he finished speaking, his mouth was gagged by the steaming palm of his hand. Gu Yuxiu almost subconsciously prevented him from saying these words, and even pressed half of his body on top of him.

The two were too close, Han Zhibai moved the hand clasped around his waist to his lap after a while, and Gu Yuxiu realized what he was doing and wanted to back away in a panic.

"release……"

"Don't move." Han Zhibai glanced at the corner of his exposed skin, held his waist and brought it into his arms, "Let me see."

"What?" Before he could react, Han Zhibai carefully lifted his clothes, and sure enough, he saw a row of eye-catching mosquito bags on his waist, arms, and neck.

"Swollen."

"Um……"

Han Zhibai raised his eyes and asked, "Does it still hurt?"

He shook his head, "It doesn't hurt."

Han Zhibai stroked the soft skin under his hand with his fingertips, and suddenly leaned over to kiss the red and swollen place. After a moment of silence, he suddenly began to struggle and move aside, "Don't move...dirty..."

"fine."

With this posture, Han Zhibai turned around and found a half-can of unused toilet water from the drawer. To be honest, the smell is a bit like rainwater seeping from the roots of bamboo, and the palm is warm, and the temperature is slightly cool. Paste it into the skin.

Gu Yuxiu smelled the smell and felt his body keep falling. He felt like a plant or a bamboo for no reason. The swaying bamboo leaves rolled into the heavy rain and soaked in the coolness. Infuse every trace of moisture...

He opened his eyes and was about to say something, when suddenly all the words seemed to be swallowed again.

Han Zhibai supported his thin waist, kissed his chin and neck, he held his breath, and saw clearly the two shallow figures with those eyes, as if possessed by a demon, and suddenly forgot what he wanted to say.

Suddenly, the rain outside started to increase again.

The heavy rain was blowing with a slanting wind, and the row of green bamboos at the back of the yard was drenched with water. Water marks stuck to the bamboos, and sometimes they moved slightly with the wind.

late at night.

The landlord got out of the bed with bare arms, and said without thinking, "Our sheep gave birth again?!"