The villain is ill

On the fifth day of coming to Qicheng, Wang Ke came to say goodbye, and explained that he would come back every three months. If there was something urgent or you wanted to go home early, you could also write to him and leave after explaining.

After Wang Ke left, Yang Jinxiu began to go out every day, and he was always a little depressed when he came back. Although he never showed it in front of Chu Mo, Chu Mo was so smart, and he couldn't see anything strange about him, but Yang Jinxiu didn't say anything, and Chu Mo would Do not ask.

The spring of Qicheng comes faster than that of Lingcheng, and the weather is pleasant. After a month of careful recuperation, Chu Mo is more energetic than when he came here, but Yang Jinxiu's matter still has no progress, he is quite burnt out, and he has lost a lot of weight.

This day, Yang Jinxiu woke up early. He heard yesterday that a group of young rangers with extraordinary bearing had come to the city. He suspected that they were the people he was looking for, and planned to visit the inn where they were staying today.

As he was getting dressed, Yang Jinxiu pulled the belt that had grown a few inches tighter, thinking about changing his clothes to a smaller size when he came back, as the clothes were too big, he turned his head and greeted Chu Mo who had just opened his eyes: "Brother, I'm going out Let’s go, I’ll warm it up in the kitchen for you earlier, remember to eat it later, and bring you peach blossom cakes when I come back.”

Chu Mo nodded, and pointed to the umbrella leaning against the door.

"Okay, you go on sleeping, I'm going out first." Yang Jinxiu picked up the umbrella and looked at the sky when he went out. The sky was so bright that it didn't look like Yu Yu, but Chu Mo asked him to take it, so he took it with him, it's okay thing.

Hearing the sound of footsteps outside the door, Chu Mo turned over and closed his eyes again.

He naturally understood what Yang Jinxiu was looking for. As Qicheng was the closest city to Tianxuanmen, there would occasionally be Tianxuanmen disciples who came out to buy, or new disciples who went out to practice. Yang Jinxiu's target was them.

Just according to the specific impression of living in Chu's family in the past few years, Chu Mo doesn't think Yang Jinxiu can succeed.

The immortal cultivators in his perception are all superior, not on purpose, but because of their sense of superiority and distance in their bones, they are destined not to put the life of an ordinary mortal in their eyes.

At noon, it started to rain from the sky. Yang Jinxiu, who was supposed to be back in the past, was rarely home. Chu Mo stood under the eaves and looked out. Seeing that the rain was getting heavier, he was thinking about whether to go out to find him. ringing.

With a "creak", the door opened from the outside.

Yang Jinxiu came in dejectedly under an umbrella, and closed the door. He didn't know what he was thinking, but he didn't find Chu Mo standing under the eaves immediately.

It wasn't until Yang Jinxiu was about to adjust his expression to enter the house when he crossed the small path in the courtyard, that he saw Chu Mo standing opposite him and looking at him at some point, his expression froze on his face, which looked very strange, and he coughed dryly for a long time , pinching the handle of the umbrella for nothing to say, "Brother, how did you know it was going to rain?"

Chu Mo frowned, and beckoned to Yang Jinxiu to let him enter the house quickly.

Yang Jinxiu was like a child who was caught doing something wrong. He obediently followed him into the house. He didn't realize that he was mostly wet until a dry handkerchief was stuffed into his hand. While wiping the water, he thought about how to get along with Chu Mo explained that Chu Mo was so smart that he couldn't be fooled.

Suddenly, Yang Jinxiu's hand wiping his hair stopped suddenly, and he forgot the peach blossom cake he said to buy for Chu Mo in the morning.

Chu Mo dug out a set of clean clothes from the box, and saw Yang Jinxiu's strange expression when he took it out. He found that Yang Jinxiu was empty-handed when he entered the door. He probably forgot about the peach blossom cakes, but he didn't care.

Seeing Chu Mo coming, Yang Jinxiu apologized, "Brother, I'm sorry..."

Before he finished speaking, Chu Mo sent the clothes to Yang Jinxiu's arms, and motioned him to change quickly.

Yang Jinxiu still felt uneasy in his heart, but he was afraid that Chu Mo would be angry, so he went in with his clothes in his arms to change. He changed his clothes three times and hurried out from the inner room, but found that Chu Mo was not in the room, so he hurried out of the room, and He saw Chu Mo coming out of the kitchen with the small white porcelain bowl he used to drink medicine in.

The light brown soup exudes the unique spicy taste of ginger soup, obviously it has been boiled for a long time.

Yang Jinxiu took the bowl, his heart was moved, his eye circles were a little red, and the tiredness and grievance after so many days were swept away, "Thank you brother!"

Chu Mo smiled at Yang Jinxiu and motioned him to drink quickly.

Yang Jinxiu took the bowl with special care and entered the main room, sat down at the generous table, brought the bowl to his mouth piously, took a sip with a happy expression, and then the happy expression became distorted and painful, a hot The taste traveled along his tongue straight to Tianling Gai, almost sending him away on the spot.

so spicy!

How can ginger soup be so spicy?

Swallowing the soup with difficulty, Yang Jinxiu wanted to give up subconsciously, but turned around and saw Chu Mo sitting beside him, looking at him with his head tilted, his eyes were full of concern, as if asking him if he liked it, and thinking of this I don't know how hard he worked to make the bowl of ginger soup. Suddenly, the blood surged up, and he picked up the bowl and drank it down.

Looking at the clean bottom of the bowl, Yang Jinxiu felt like he was alive after a catastrophe. He raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead, moved his hot and numb tongue, and boasted insincerely: "Brother, I have never had such a good drink." I drank ginger soup! My brother has warmed up physically and mentally, look at the sweat on my face."

Chu Mo laughed when he heard the words, pulled Yang Jinxiu to stand up, motioned him to take the bowl, and led him out.

Holding the bowl, Yang Jinxiu found that Chu Mo was leading him to the kitchen, and immediately had an ominous premonition.

There is only one big pot in the kitchen, and at least three Chu Mos can surround it with such a big pot.

At this time, ginger soup was boiling in the pot, and there was not much soup, just enough to cover the ginger noodles, so there was no problem.But the problem is, there is more than half of the pot of ginger in this pot.

Looking at the bubbling and bubbling ginger soup, and smelling the smell of ginger all over the room, Yang Jinxiu's eyes went dark.

It's not all for him, is it?

Yang Jinxiu, who tried his best to save himself, set fire to the stove and asked, "Brother, where did you get so much ginger?"

Chu Mo pointed to the wall.

Yang Jinxiu understood, "Given by Aunt Chen next door? Why did she give so much?" Looking up at the ginger in the pot, Yang Jinxiu couldn't bear to look directly at it. There was so much, enough for the whole family to feed for a year, and Chu Mo gave him a meal boiled.

Chu Mo pointed to Yang Jinxiu.

"She gave so much because of me?" Yang Jinxiu rarely understood what Chu Mo meant. , he also believed.

Chu Mo tilted his head, frowning as if he didn't know how to express.

Yang Jinxiu took out a piece of charcoal from the jar, moved a small bench behind Chu Mo, pointed to the ground, "You write for me."

After receiving the charcoal, Chu Mo felt a little strange, rubbing it in his hands a few times until his palms were dirty, and was about to touch the handkerchief in his pocket when Yang Jinxiu grabbed his hand.

While wiping Chu Mo's hands with a handkerchief, Yang Jinxiu blamed himself: "Don't get your clothes dirty, I didn't think carefully, and I should have covered it with a handkerchief for you."

The charcoal was wrapped in a handkerchief so that it wouldn't stain your hands. Chu Mo wrote crookedly on the ground, "Aunt Chen is afraid that my brother will get sick."

Yang Jinxiu suddenly understood, what he said, Aunt Chen loves Chu Mo like a baby, how could she care about him specially?Mostly because he was afraid that he would not be able to take care of Chu Mo if he was sick.

Then Chu Mo wrote: "Mo Mo doesn't want his brother to get sick either."

"Okay, my brother will definitely not be sick." Seeing this immature words, Yang Jinxiu was so moved that he couldn't help himself. My brother is really good, and he knows how to care about him.There is no self-awareness of double-sided standards at all.

After hearing Yang Jinxiu's answer, Chu Mo threw down the charcoal, happily moved the small bench and stood in front of the stove, picked up a large spoon and poured another bowl of soup, and brought it in front of Yang Jinxiu.

Smelling the ginger soup that had been cooked for a while longer and tasted even more impressive, Yang Jinxiu deliberately refused, but he couldn't match Chu Mo's concerned eyes.

Fight!

After drinking five large bowls of ginger soup in a row, Yang Jinxiu felt like a walking old ginger essence until he woke up the next day, exuding a spicy smell from head to toe.

He swore that if Chu Mo was allowed to enter the kitchen again, his surname would not be Yang.

Putting on his clothes, reviving himself in front of the mirror, cheering himself up and preparing to go out, Yang Jinxiu planned to explain to Chu Mo as usual, but saw him sitting up, walked over in a few steps, and pulled up the bedding, " How did you get up? But you need to go to the toilet?"

Chu Mo shook his head, pointed to himself, and then pointed to Yang Jinxiu and the door.

"You want to go out with me?" Yang Jinxiu frowned, subconsciously wanting to refuse, so he met Chu Mo's eyes.These eyes have always been clean, which always makes people feel that he is naive and ignorant of the world, but Yang Jinxiu knows that being born in such a family and going through so much, even if he tries his best to protect him, Chu Mo will never be like an ordinary child again Naive, not to mention that he is not a perfect protector, he is just an insignificant outsider, and he can't even change anything.

Thinking of this, Yang Jinxiu felt depressed, and suddenly felt a cold little hand holding his palm. He raised his head, and saw Chu Mo standing on the bed smiling at him.

After this month of intensive care, Chu Mo's originally thin cheeks grew soft, and when he smiled, there were two shallow dimples on his cheeks, which looked very cute.

Reaching out and pinching Chu Mo's face, Yang Jinxiu felt relieved, and his frustration was swept away. At least he made the little guy fatter. This is a change, isn't it?

After confirming that Chu Mo was going to follow, Yang Jinxiu put on several layers of clothes for Chu Mo, for fear that the wind would blow him. If Chu Mo hadn't pulled him, he might have even put on his winter coat.

"Brothers are going out."

"Momo is also out. Auntie just baked some pancakes. Take some home to eat."

"Come and sit at home."

……

Many people greeted the two along the way, and Yang Jinxiu responded politely one by one.

In fact, when he goes out on weekdays, these neighbors basically don't greet him, and occasionally talk about Chu Mo. For this, he has to doubt his own personality.

Since he came to Qicheng, Chu Mo hardly went out, even if he did, he never walked out of the alleys where he lived, so today is his first time to officially go out on the street.

When you walk out of the quiet alley, you will be greeted by crowds of people. There are vendors on both sides of the street, and there are people coming and going on the road.

Yang Jinxiu asked worriedly: "Whenever, no matter what happens, you must hold my brother's hand tightly and never let go. Do you understand?"

Chu Mo nodded obediently.

"Good boy." Yang Jinxiu boasted with a smile. He glanced at the east street, and led Chu Mo to turn around, "Let's go buy peach blossom cakes."