Tucao the Great

Kneeling on the ground, like a silly posture, I wiped my nose and stood up quickly.

Suddenly there was a "swipe" sound outside the house. I wanted to maintain my image, but I couldn't help sobbing and sobbing, it was so annoying!But he couldn't stop his curiosity, so he stretched out his head, only showing a pair of eyes to peek at what Qin Shuang was doing.

I couldn't help but wonder if Qin Shuang was also stimulated by what I said just now.

Because he also swung his machete like a fool, chopping down the bamboo in the west.

Qin Shuang then chopped a few more bamboos, put down the machete in his hand, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and beckoned to me, "You Ruo, come here."

I walked over in a daze, and asked inexplicably, "What are you cutting bamboo for?"

Qin Shuang didn't tell me, but showed her teeth and smiled, and took my arm to make me stand in a slightly open position.

He seemed very happy.

But I felt that he was really stimulated, and I felt that I was going to switch my lifestyle with him.

I was about to speak, but Qin Shuang ordered me: "Raise your hand."

I couldn't figure out what he wanted to do, thought for a while, and raised my hand as I said.

Qin Shuang smiled slightly, walked to my right side, stood up, and raised her hands in the air like me.

My Zhang Er's monk couldn't figure it out, subconsciously lowered his head and curled his lips, his eyes glanced at the ground, but he was stunned immediately as if he was touching his acupoints.

Can't even breathe.

It was dusk at this time, and the setting sun shot obliquely from the west mountain, and shrouded the two of them in orange through the chopped bamboo.The gray-black shadow was cast on the ground, even if it was drawn long by the setting sun, it could be clearly seen that the person in the reflection had raised his arms, which was the shadow of a normal person—no violation of harmony.

"You Ruo, look, as long as there is sunlight, you can see your complete self."

As if the sun was hot, I retracted my hand with a "swish" and hid it in my sleeve.

Biting my lip, I said fiercely: "Extremely boring!!!"

After all, he turned and ran back to the house.

From the beginning to the end, I didn't look up.

I don't want people to see, I don't want people to see how I was moved and cried.

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The author has something to say: Thank you Tina for mine~

Hope is ahead~

43 complain

There are a lot of bandages in the house for my reasons.

I rolled up my trouser legs, looked at the burns on my calf, and smeared the medicine on my face indiscriminately, biting one end of the bandage with my teeth, and hastily bound it up.

The scald was caused by the pot of soup that I tripped over while spilling in the kitchen.I was so preoccupied yesterday that I didn't realize it until I fell asleep.

I stood up and stomped my feet, making sure that it would not affect my walking, then opened the windows and the door, and put the pot of fire thistle tree in a sunny position, breathing fresh air with me.

I have to say that the countryside in the early morning is good, completely pollution-free.

I propped my chin on my hands and lay down by the window, thinking about what to have for breakfast when I saw a figure walking from a distance down the hillside, carrying a big box in his hand.

It's Qin Shuang.

Maybe the state of mind has changed, and the eyes of things will be different.I have never looked at Qin Shuang carefully before, but now seeing him walking over, I find it very pleasing to the eye.

"Didn't I say you don't need to bring me food?"

I yelled.

Not long after, Qin Shuang walked to the yard and raised the box in his hand: "This is rice."

"Oh, thank you." I moved out the door, took the box from him, and turned to enter the kitchen.

Since I only have one hand, it is inconvenient to start a fire with a flint.So there is always kindling buried in the stove. If you need to make a fire, you just use a fire stick to dig a hole in the sporadic charcoal ash, and then put firewood in to blow a few breaths. It is very simple.I'm not stupid, so it's easy to start a fire, then wash the rice, mix it with water, and cook it in a pot, all in one go.

Turning sideways and sneaking a peek outside the door, Qin Shuang wasn't there at all.

……

Depressedly, I picked up the spoon and tapped the side of the pot. Just now I thought he was supervising, so I pretended to be very skilled!

I picked up the bowl and blew it, and took a sip of the porridge I made myself.

Well, although there are still some raw ingredients, it does not affect the taste and leaves a fragrance on the lips and teeth.

Qin Shuang hugged his basket of corn cobs in the yard again, rubbing and rubbing.

I picked up the porridge, leaned against the door, and coughed at him.

"What's the use of the corn?"

Qin Shuang was busy with her head down, without looking at me: "It's for eating."

"...That's it." I lowered my head and took a big mouthful of porridge, trying to attract his attention, and then compliment me a few words, it's better to follow up and say: "Wow, Youruo, you know how to cook porridge." "You Ruo's congee is really good" "Can I have a bowl" "Give me a taste"...

I coughed again and said, "Can corn make porridge?"

"Well, yes."

"It shouldn't be easy to cook porridge, right?"

"It's easy, you'll know if you try it someday."

"Qin Shuang...you, are you hungry?"

Qin Shuang smiled when he heard the words, and said to me: "When I came, I had finished eating." After speaking, he continued to peel his corn.

"It's been so long, you must be hungry."

"Not hungry."

"You're hungry!" I was afraid that he wouldn't cooperate, so I hurriedly said, "I said you're hungry and you're hungry. Seeing how hungry you are, I'm kind enough to give you a bowl of porridge!" After I finished speaking, I left him and went into the kitchen, He filled a bowl of porridge and handed it under his nose.

Qin Shuang was still sitting in the yard without reacting. She looked at the porridge blankly, then looked up at me, and then took the bowl with great interest.

Although I know he doesn't understand me at all.

"You Ruo, thank you." Qin Shuang drank the porridge in a few sips, then returned the bowl to me, wiped the corners of his mouth, turned around and continued peeling his jade!rice!Great!son!

I squeezed the bowl and squeezed out a few words between my teeth: "You don't have any opinions to express!"

Qin Shuang was stunned for a moment.

I saw that he was starting to be dazed again, and I remembered what Shi Weixian once said, dazedness is contemplation.

Qin Shuang often meditates, and he is indeed a great philosopher!

Say it quickly, praise me quickly, say it tastes good and come back ten more bowls!

"Next time, put more water and boil for a while."

I turned around with a dark face, and just walked two steps, but I heard him say again: "But you can cook like this for the first time, it's very rare. The first time I tried to cook porridge, I didn't even start the fire. "

"...so you are duller than me."

I curled my lips. Everyone knows that when he started the fire, no one left him a kindling in the stove.

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After I washed the pot and cleaned the bowl, Qin Shuang was still tinkering with the corn.

I looked at half of the basket of yellowish things, and asked speechlessly, "Do I have to peel off all these things?"

Qin Shuang replied: "Tomorrow I have to plant lotus root in the field, so it's better to finish my work as soon as possible."

"You are so busy!"

I wheezed and moved a stool to sit on the edge of the basket, picked up a stalk of corn, and followed his example, rubbing and rubbing on the edge of the basket.But the corn was disobedient when it was in my hands, and it was rubbed to pieces on the spot.

"..."

Qin Shuang put down the corn in his hand, and held the corn in my hand to another angle, and said with a smile: "Follow one direction, try again."

So I gave it a try.

The corn kernels fell off in a rustle and fell into the basket one by one.

"Oh, not bad!" I succeeded once, and I wanted to succeed the second time and the third time.Well, I seem to know why Qin Shuang likes rubbing corn. Seeing the corn kernels neatly packed in the basket gives me a sense of accomplishment!

I don't know how many times I rubbed it, my wrists were sore, and the half-basket full of corn kernels finally separated from the cobs.Qin Shuang picked out the rotten corn kernels from the basket and threw them away, and said with a smile, "If it wasn't for your help, I would have to work for a few more days."

"How many people are strong?" I stood up, rubbed my waist, thumped my neck, and blurted out, "If I had two hands, I could finish it in half a day."

Maybe what happened yesterday left a psychological shadow on Qin Shuang, causing him to think that I was going crazy as soon as I mentioned this topic, and immediately said: "You Ruo, even if you only have one hand, if you accumulate it over time, sooner or later you will be able to Done."

The original meaning of my sentence was that in this way, the left and right hands can be rubbed together, and the double efficiency will be faster. I didn't think of this aspect at all.When he said this, it really aroused my unhappiness again, and I said loudly to him: "Just pretend to be aggressive! How dare you swear to God that you never complained when your arm was broken?! "

Qin Shuang was about to speak, but I couldn't calm down and listen to his explanation. I turned around and ran back into the room, kicking the chair away from my feet in agitation.

I propped myself on the table, closed my eyes, and when I looked up, I saw that ugly plant again, stretching its branches and leaves in the sun.

I couldn't help but start to loathe my emotions, gritted my teeth and scolded myself how could I be so irritable?This is not good, not at all!Not to mention Qin Shuang's kindness to me, just because of such a small matter, can't I even repay others with due courtesy?

Thinking of this, my tightly bound heart instantly loosened.

Qin Shuang walked in at some point.

He must be trying to see if I'm back in the corner.

In fact, he doesn't have to worry about this. No matter how wronged, depressed, and sad I feel, I will never abandon the sun and retreat to that dark place.I sighed, and said slowly in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I was too impatient. If you get angry, just scold me back. I won't fight back."

After a while, Qin Shuang said, "No, I'm not angry."

Almost the answer I expected.

"I just think you're right. I'm not a saint. I just lost my arm at that time, and I was unwilling, complained, and even wanted to cut off Xiongba's arm with my own hands. But after calming down, I remembered that he taught us three junior brothers to practice martial arts, literate