[Basic three] Help, wait for me

Not long after pretending to be asleep, the carriage gradually slowed down, and the coachman shouted loudly outside, "Master, we're here!"

Nan Jiu picked up Mo Zhichen's clothes and sat up, blinked her sleepy eyes, pretending to have just woken up, "Are you here so soon?"

Mo Zhichen didn't see any clues, and smiled back at him.

After the car stopped, Nan Jiu jumped up, jumped out of the car, took a deep breath and stretched, then turned to pick up Mo Zhichen.

As soon as Mo Zhichen got out of the curtain, he saw Nan Jiu standing beside the car with a very bright smile, extending his hand generously to him, that smile with a row of small teeth was written on his face, "Follow me from now on, Guaranteed to have meat to eat" proudly.

Mo Eren, who didn't know what to do, could only think that Nan Jiu was stimulated by his two unfeeling words, and he held his hand full of guilt.

Just touching his palm, Nan Jiu gripped him tightly and dragged him staggeringly out of the car, hugging him in front of him.

Nan Jiu wrapped his shoulders with one hand, looked at him and shook his head resentfully, and let out a long sigh.

For the first time, Mo Zhichen had the feeling of being kept in the dark and molested.

The coachman turned his head away from the two of them, lamenting the deteriorating world.

After finally getting them separated, after taking the money, the coachman turned around and was about to leave, when Nan Jiu asked behind him, "Hey, do you...do you have any other business?"

The coachman turned around and said, "No."

"Then just wait for us for a while, and I'll trouble you to send us back in a few days." Nan Jiu said.

The coachman thought about it, it would be okay to wait for a few days, and nodded, "It is also possible, about a few days?"

For a few days, there was still the schedule of Mo Daxia, who was busy with daily affairs, so he turned around and asked Mo Zhichen.

"Two months." Mo Zhichen said.

The coachman hurriedly evaded, "Two months... that's too long, how much business has been delayed! Don't do it, you can find other car owners."

Nan Jiu grabbed the coachman who was about to leave, stood side by side, took out a small silver ingot from his sleeve, and said with a smile, "We just like you, add more silver, and you don't need to solicit business everywhere." Anyway, Mo Tuhao As long as there is a lot of money, there is no need for nothing, and besides, he also likes this honest driver brother.

It's because everyone can't stand the temptation of money, the coachman immediately put on a smile, and took the money from Nan Jiu's hand, "Hey, I'll wait, two months will be two months."

Nan Jiu nodded appreciatively, "Remember, come pick us up in two months."

"Hey, okay." The coachman agreed again and again.

After the coachman disappeared in a hurry, Nan Jiu clapped his hands, looked up at the blue sky, breathed in the fresh air, and grinned in a very temperamental manner.

Two months, how many feelings have to be cultivated in two months.

The trip I have to say with the male god.Well, this title is good, you can open a post.

"What are you doing standing there, come in quickly." Mo Zhichen called him.

Nan Jiu came back to his senses, and followed him in two or three steps, followed him and turned left and right until he walked to a remote small courtyard. Mo Zhichen pushed open the fence and walked in.

Nan Jiu glanced at it. Although the courtyard is small, it has all internal organs. Although it is not luxurious, it is clean and comfortable. She asked, "Do you still have friends in Baling?"

Mo Zhichen said with a smile, "Jian Ge bought this for me before. He said all day long that he wanted me to cultivate, so he set up this courtyard in Baling. I have never lived in it, so I tidied it up in a hurry because I am coming this time." .”

Nan Jiu looked left and right curiously, from the well in the corner, the stone table in front of the door, the reclining chairs in the courtyard, and the red lanterns hanging from the eaves.

It was very close, and Nanjiu suddenly thought of a good post, and called it, the cohabitation life that I have to talk about with the male god, and I was so absorbed in thinking about it that I laughed.

"Ah Jiu...Ah Jiu?"

"……what?"

"What are you thinking, do you like this place?" Mo Zhichen pinched his frozen face from smiling.

"Yi, Yihuan." Nan Jiu replied inarticulately.

By the time everything was packed, it was almost evening and the sky was dark.

When Nan Jiu brought back the boiled tea, he heard coughing in the room from afar, one after another, very hurried.Hurrying all the way into the house, Mo Zhichen sat on the bench, bent over, covering his mouth trying to cover his voice.

"What's wrong with you?" Nan Jiu put down the teapot and patted him on the back.

"No...cough cough...it's nothing," Mo Zhichen panted.

Nan Jiu hurriedly got a glass of water, blew some water hard and handed it to him, frowning, "It's nothing like coughing, it was fine just now."

Mo Zhichen took two sips of water, and then he relieved a little, and excused, "Probably because the dust in the room is too heavy..."

"Stop lying, I only let you in after cleaning the house," Nan Jiu glared at him, "Are you sick, I'll find a doctor for you." Suddenly, he was about to leave.

Mo Zhichen held his hand and shook his head to tell him not to go.

If the doctor sees this disease, it will be exposed at a certain time, so how can I pretend it.The exhaustion along the way, it seems that the poison has finally begun to show, but it is too early, it has only been more than a month, if it gets worse and worse, I really don't know how to cover it up, I am afraid that even the two-month itinerary will be shortened.

"This is a disease born in the mother's womb, and it can't be cured." Mo Zhichen had no choice but to lie to him.

Nan Jiu waved his hands, "You lied to me again, why is Mo Wanfeng alright with the illness in the mother's womb?"

"..."

"I'll go to the doctor, you just wait." Nan Jiu didn't want to hear any explanation from him, so he left.

"Ah Jiu."

Nan Jiu pretended not to hear.

"Ah Jiu!" Mo Zhichen rushed to catch up, and pressed Nan Jiu against the door panel. The sudden action made him breathless, and he leaned on Nan Jiu's shoulder for a while before he came over.

"I... really, really..."

"I'm not in a hurry, please speak slowly." His shortness of breath for a long time really scared Nan Jiu.

As soon as Mo Zhichen wanted to speak with breath, his panting became more severe, so he stretched out his hand and rubbed Nan Jiu into his arms, and it took him a long time to say a complete sentence, "I'm fine...don't go."

Coughing like this, it doesn't look like nothing happened.

Of course, Nan Jiu couldn't agree, pushed away Mo Zhichen, and taught him seriously, "If you are sick, you have to see it. If you resist it, you will have serious problems. You know, you will abandon the doctor... um..."

Before he finished speaking, Mo Zhichen gagged him again with his usual trick.

Nanjiu's little paws are scratching, Mo Zhichen is panting like that, and he still hasn't forgotten to eat his tofu, every time he can do one trick, he will get tired if there are no new tricks, and Mo is wicked, How obsessed are you with being so afraid of seeing a doctor.

While pushing and shoving, he insisted on speaking, "Stop...I don't..."

"I'm not going! It's okay if I don't go!" Finally, he pushed Mo Zhichen out cruelly, and finished the sentence comfortably.

Mo Zhichen looked at him suspiciously, and took another step forward.

Nan Jiu stuck it on the door panel and waved his hands again and again, "Really, I really don't want to go, don't come again." If you are not sick again, I will be suffocated to death by you.

Mo Zhichen breathed a sigh of relief, and Nan Jiu added seriously, "If it gets worse, I will go to the doctor even if you break my leg, do you hear me?" Seeing that man nodded with a smile, Nan Jiubai glanced at him.

When he opened the door, Nan Jiu still wanted to go out, but his sleeves were heavy, and Mo Zhichen pulled him firmly.Fu forehead, "Let go, it's getting late, I'll go cook."

As expected, Mo Zhichen cast a questioning look at him, frowned and said, "...you know how to cook?"

"Just kidding, I used to live by myself, and I will cook you a table full of Chinese and Chinese every minute, believe it or not!"

There is no falsehood in what she said. Thinking about Nanjiu being single for more than [-] years, her father left early, and it was all up to her mother to pull her along. A hot meal, after so many years, I have learned a lot of various flavors. If I can't do anything else, I am full of confidence in cooking.Although he was told by his mother that he was worthless, he was happy like this.

The strength on the sleeve lightened, Nan Jiu snorted and walked towards the kitchen, then turned back and asked him after two steps, "What do you want to eat?"

Mo Zhichen smiled softly, "My little general is really a good wife and mother, of course he eats whatever he gives."

in the kitchen.

Swish - hot water into the pot.

"What is this for?"

"Cook soup."

"What about that one? It was cut into strips, and what was wrapped around it?"

"Flour, that's for fried meat."

"This……"

"Mo Zhichen, what on earth are you going to do?" Nan Jiu slammed the spoon and turned to stare at someone who was turning around behind her and making a fuss.

A certain person leaned aside with a signature smile, "Of course it's to watch Ah Jiu cook."

Nan Jiu asked him with a smile, "Does it look good?"

Someone nodded generously, "It looks good."

"It's so beautiful, I'll show you how to do it every day," Nan Jiu pushed Mo Zhichen away, "Go back to the house and sit down, the oily smoke will make you cough again!"

Mo Zhichen was pushed out of the door, pulled his hand and kissed his cheek, and said with a smile, "Okay, then I won't bother Nan Dashao." After walking halfway, he withdrew back, "Also, I Don't eat spicy food."

Oh, speaking of it, Mo Zhichen is also a native of Hangzhou, and it seems that he wants to make some light dishes, but the seasoning is too ordinary at this time, and the taste probably is not as good as modern ones.

Mo Zhichen sat obediently by the table, and there was a scent coming from the next door from time to time, which smelled quite appetizing.After waiting for a while, he half-raised his arms again, imagining the figure of him cooking on the other side of the wall, looking serious and serious, just like a big spoon in a restaurant.

His little general, no matter whether he is holding a long spear or a long spoon, he is very imposing.

How did that not-so-strong body get here before? It was probably a training camp in the school field during the day, and snuggled up by candlelight at night.How could such a jubilant person like him bear the boring days of the military camp.

After thinking for a long time, Nan Jiu had already served the food when he came back to his senses.

Three dishes and one soup, very serious.

"There are not many ingredients today, so I just watched and made these. If it doesn't suit your appetite, tomorrow..."

"I like it." Mo Zhichen interrupted him.

"..."

Thinking he didn't hear clearly, he repeated with a smile, "No matter what the little general does, I like to eat it."

Nan Jiu blinked, felt that this sentence was quite like a love story, and sat down a little shyly, picking up the rice in the bowl, Mo Zhichen was very amused by his blank look, and piled a lot of vegetables on his rice .

Speaking of it, this seemed to be the first time that they had such a peaceful meal together at the same table. The atmosphere was warm like a newly married couple, especially the faint blush on Nanjiu's face, whether it was tainted by the cooking fire or caused by shyness, made Mo Zhi Chen couldn't help thinking about it when he looked at it.

At the end of the meal, they didn't say a few words, and the food was all gone.

Mo Zhichen put down the bowl and chopsticks, and raised his hand to scrape off the rice grains from the corner of Nan Jiu's mouth.

Nan Jiu watched the rice-stained fingers approach his mouth little by little, and finally, sure enough, he licked them away.Although I was ashamed for a while, what I thought in my head was - too clichéd plot, but I like it.

"The Chinese New Year is coming soon, what's Ah Jiu's plan?" Mo Zhichen asked after chewing a grain of rice.

Nanjiu was suddenly confused. It had been so long and the Chinese New Year was about to come, but there was neither a Spring Festival Gala nor a computer for the Chinese New Year here, so he really couldn't think of what to do.

"...I don't know, what's the fun?"

Mo Zhichen thought for a while, "Maybe there will be Nuo dancers, I wonder if they will come this year."

Nan Jiu's eyes lit up.

"Well, I'll take you out for a stroll then." Mo Zhichen said with a smile.