On how abusive essays become sweet essays

The cicadas chirped continuously in the mountains, and the chickens in the yard were being pecked around by the hens in the vegetable garden. The two stood in the shade of the yard, You Xuzhi with his back on his back, Zhang Zuidong held a towel in his hand, and dealt with it. Looking at his wound, he controlled his gaze not to follow random glances.

The handkerchief was rough in texture, although Zhang Zuidong relaxed his movements, his hands were used to rough work, You Xuzhi gasped in pain, the muscles on his back were tense, revealing a smooth and powerful wild beauty.

After a long time, Zhang Zuidong washed the towel several times, then put down his hand: "Okay, I will add some medicine later."

He paused, and then said, "I'm chopping firewood at the door, call me if you need something."

After that, he took the ax in the corner of the yard and went out. The tree trunks he brought back yesterday were piled up at the gate of the yard. It happened to be ready to be chopped at this moment, in case something happened to the young master inside and no one could be found.

You Xuzhi didn't think about it, he washed the dust off his body comfortably, Zhang Zuidong boiled enough hot water, he washed his hair again, then put on coarse linen clothes, and opened the courtyard door.

The rhythm of chopping wood was interrupted, Zhang Zuidong put down the axe.

You Xuzhi stood lazily at the door, his clothes were not properly put on, hanging loosely, his large breasts were exposed, his black hair was slightly wet, all scattered down, making his skin whiter, that ostentatious face, with a band between his eyebrows Wearing an eclectic style, he dressed up an ordinary coarse linen suit in a suave manner.

"I can't see from behind, you can apply the medicine for me." You Xuzhi said.

Zhang Zuidong put down the axe, patted the sawdust on his body, and said, "Okay."

In the afternoon, the sun was hot and the air was stuffy. The doors and windows in the room were open for ventilation, but it didn’t improve much. You Xuzhi sat on the chair, took off his shirt and arched his back. He touched his waist sexually, but he didn't feel something that should be there before he came back to his senses.

"Brother Zhang, have you seen my folding fan?" You Xuzhi asked.

Zhang Zuidong fixed his shoulders, said "don't move", and then answered him: "I didn't see it."

You Xuzhi let out a long sigh of relief, the sweltering heat and dizziness made it even more uncomfortable.

After a while, Zhang Zuidong quietly finished applying the medicine, bandaged the wound, and then put the things back in place. You Xuzhi put his coat on his shoulders without fastening it.

He sat for a while, and there were footsteps behind him, and then, a cattail fan was brought to his eyes, "Only this."

You Xuzhi took the cattail fan, flipped it up and down, left and right, and said reluctantly, "All right."

He moved the stool to the door to let the wind blow, while holding a fan to fan the wind, while watching the chickens in the vegetable garden, while Zhang Zuidong went to tidy up his room.

Since Zhang Zuidong agreed, he will not break his promise, and he still has guilt in his heart, even if he doesn't like this delicate young man very much, he will not be perfunctory.

In such a large yard, only Zhang Zuidong lives alone, so there are vacancies. The shabby room that You Xuzhi slept in before was specially reserved for the villagers who came here for medical treatment, and it was counted as a pharmacy.

Grandpa Zhang Zuidong used to be the only doctor in the village. He joined the army when he was 16 years old, and he also learned a lot of medical skills from his grandfather. Therefore, people in the village occasionally come to him for treatment of minor injuries and illnesses.

With a sound of "click", a cattail leaf fan fell from the door, and the disheveled young master leaned against the door with his shoulders, his eyes closed and quiet like a little Bodhisattva, less romantic and more peaceful.

The hen brought the chicks, not afraid of people at all, wandering around You Xuzhi's feet, Zhang Zuidong tidied up the house, came out and saw this scene, You Xuzhi's face was almost transparent, Zhang Zuidong walked over calmly and self-sufficiently , explored his breath.

Fell asleep.

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In the evening, the sun set in the sky, and the sunset turned red half of the sky. The wind is very cool at the moment, but there are many mosquitoes in the mountains, so it is difficult to get a good wind.

In the village at the foot of the mountain, people rest at sunset. Rough men sit on the threshold and pick up their meals. In the hall, children sit at the table, holding a spoon to fill the vegetables. is the most relaxing moment.

You Xuzhi woke up.

Woke up by mosquitoes.

The annoying mosquitoes were buzzing in his ears, making it impossible to fall asleep. He yawned and half woke up from the bed, and paused suddenly.

The bed was covered with a bamboo mat, which was obviously not the bed he slept on when he first woke up. The room was simply furnished and had been cleaned, and everything was clean and tidy.

You Xuzhi turned over and got out of bed. Before he opened the door, he heard the sound of cooking in the kitchen. It was a coincidence that he woke up early, and You Xuzhi rushed to the kitchen.

At the stove, Zhang Zuidong is in charge of the cooking. He doesn't know what kind of dish he is cooking. It smells very fragrant and has the smell of meat.

Counting it, You Xuzhi hadn't eaten anything for a long time, and he was already hungry. He smelled this smell, like a dog's gluttony after seeing a bone. You Xuzhi swallowed his saliva, maintaining the image of a noble son, and coughed lightly Tell the Orion inside that he is coming.

"I'm hungry, what did you cook?" He swaggered into the room, wanting to take a look at the dishes in the pot, but Zhang Zuidong blocked him with one side of his body.

"Master You, there is a lot of oily smoke in the kitchen, you should wait in the main room first." Zhang Zuidong said with a serious look.

You Xuzhi rolled his Adam's apple up and down, and hummed, "Okay."

There was a sense of "you're acquainted" inside and out of the words, Zhang Zuidong didn't care about the young master.

After a while, the dishes came to the table. Zhang Zuidong only fried two dishes, one cabbage, and a bowl of meat dishes. Zhang Zuidong said that it was wild pork, without any fishy smell, it smelled very fragrant, and the meat looked extremely tender.

Zhang Zuidong didn't expect You Xuzhi to scoop up the rice, he scooped up two bowls of rice himself, and handed one to him. When You Xuzhi took the bowl, he didn't even want to take his eyes off the bowl of meat. He looked innocent like this , falling into Zhang Zuidong's eyes, he felt that he was not as bully as rumored.

The main reason was that You Xuzhi was a little panicked from hunger.

He took the chopsticks and put some meat into the bowl when he heard someone outside shouting, "Brother Zhang, are you home?"

You Xuzhi paused, then turned to look at the door.

Pu Pingle?Coming now?

You Xuzhi picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks and put it into a bowl, then grabbed Zhang Zuidong who was going to open the door, and threatened fiercely: "Don't tell him that I'm here, or you will die!"

Zhang Zuidong felt inexplicably that he was like a fierce little tiger taking advantage of the momentum of a fierce tiger. He shouldn't have asked more, but now he couldn't help but talk too much: "Why?"

You Xuzhi touched his body, took out a piece of silver, and stuffed it into Zhang Zuidong's arms: "Hush money."

Nonsense, let Pu Pingle know that he is here, how can he still watch the show.

From the beginning to the end, he was not willing to put down the bowl, and hid in the room after speaking.