MTL - How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight-Chapter 747 Do not return, such as scattered flowers (32)

  Chapter 747 The Return of the Undoubted, and the Flowers Are Scattered (32)

   In fact, even Wen Xien can't tell the relationship between himself and Zhou Wenying, that is to say, in two sentences, he has not even reached the level of friends, but because of Guo Zhenfei's relationship, Wen Xien will be more friendly to her.

   went back to the house, Wen Xien took off the basket on his back, and the child watched silently.

  Wen Xien glanced at the child while sorting out things, and smiled: "What's the matter, this little mouth can be hung on the oil bottle."

   The expressionless child blinked indifferently and said calmly, "I don't like that person."

   It's really hard to guess the child's mind. Wen Xien has a deep understanding of it. He hates a person for no reason and doesn't say anything.

   Wen Xien packed the mushrooms and asked casually, "Why does Xiaohua hate her?"

   seems to be very dissatisfied with Wen Xien's perfunctory attitude, the child pursed his lips, his expression was more indifferent than before, and he said vexatiously, "I just don't hate it."

   Wen Xien laughed, but did not take the children's words to heart, washed the dishes, filled two bowls of warm rice, and invited the children to come to eat.

   The child sitting at the dinner table was still very unhappy. He didn't move his chopsticks, but asked, "Are you listening carefully to me?"

  Wen Xien had been busy all morning and was already hungry. She picked up a chopstick and bamboo shoots and tasted it. The taste was very good. The child's cooking skills are getting better and better.

   During the meal, Wen Xien didn't forget to answer the child's words: "I'm listening carefully."

   The food in the mouth has not been chewed yet.

  Miao Hua: "..."

   In the end, Miao Hua could only helplessly pick up his chopsticks to eat. His eating movements were very rigorous, and even revealed an elegance.

   After dinner, the child went to wash the dishes, and Wen Xien went to wash the mushrooms.

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   In the afternoon, Wen Xien went to the town to buy things for the Chinese New Year, and also bought a new dress for the child. This was made by the embroidered mother before, and she was just able to pick it up today.

   Originally wanted to bring the child there, but Wen Xien saw that the weather was not very good, so he left the child at home and went out wearing a cloak and an oil-paper umbrella.

  The town is not very lively in the morning and afternoon, and many things have been bought out, but there are still some things that should be there. After Wen Xien finished shopping, he took new clothes and was ready to go back, but it suddenly rained without warning.

   It was pouring rain non-stop, and the rainwater that flowed from the eaves converged into small streams on the street.

   Wen Xien ran to hide under the house, wanting to wait for the rain to lighten before leaving. She hid everything in her cloak, and it was all fine and not wet.

   The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and a layer of white mist was splashed on the roof and on the street, like a misty white gauze. At this time, a gust of wind blew violently, and the white gauze drifted away, and the raindrops slanted on the stagnant water on the street, causing a lot of water.

   After waiting for a long time, the rain was a little lighter. I don't know if it was dark because of the rain, and Wen Xien didn't know the exact time.

   And the rain didn't mean to stop, Wen Xien thought about it, held an umbrella, protected everything to make sure it wouldn't get caught in the rain, and walked into the rain.

  The distance between the town and the village is still quite far. What made Wen Xien miscalculated was that the rain was a little smaller, but it became heavy halfway, and the wind was so strong that the umbrella was almost blown away.

   There is also a small mountain road. The rain wets the soil and it is very slippery.

  It was dark, Wen Xien could barely see the road ahead, and there was no shelter from the rain recently, so he had to speed up.

   But no matter how careful Wen Xien was, in this direction where he couldn't figure out the road, he stepped on the ground, slipped, and fell before he could react.

  's head was covered, and then a bone-piercing cold tear-like pain came up.

  It was still raining, and Wen Xien hurriedly held an umbrella. He felt colicky pain in his ankles, and his whole body was cold and sweaty.

   A burning sensation rushed to her knees, and the blood seemed to be gushing out from the pain, and the burning sensation immediately turned into numbness--

  Wen Xien leaned on a stick and stood up with difficulty. Everything hidden in the cloak spilled out. Fortunately, the clothes were wrapped in cloth and held in her arms, so they were not dirty.

  ——

  It was completely dark, and Wen Xien came home very late with a stick. Her lower body was already numb with pain. The blood loss made her head a little dizzy. When she got closer, she saw the child looking out under the eaves outside.

   In the darkness, Miao Hua didn't see anything wrong with Wen Xien.

   "Why didn't you go to hide from the rain when the rain was so heavy?"

  Wen Xien didn't touch his head with a smile as usual, but said not too far: "It's windy outside, be careful you have a fever."

   That light and cold voice was hoarse.

   "I'm not that weak." Miao Hua frowned, not understanding why Wen Xien was so far away from him, he snorted coldly, he walked into the room first and lit a few candles.

   Wen Xien put away the umbrella, took out a bag from the cloak and gave it to the child.

   "For you."

  Miao Hua caught it. He didn't take it apart for the first time. Instead, his nose moved and his face changed suddenly, "Why do you smell blood, are you injured?"

Wen Xien smiled, her pale face was almost transparent under the candlelight, she still looked unconcerned: "It's okay, I just didn't see the way clearly when I came back, I fell, it was a small injury, I touched the medicine Enough."

Of course, Miao Hua didn't believe it. He let Wen Xien in, took off his cloak, opened his clothes, and moved for a while, and the blood stains bloomed on his knees like blooming flowers.

   The child squatting on the ground saw the blood stains on the cloth, and the thick smell of blood rushed to his face, and his face turned pale.

   "Is this a minor injury?"

   Wen Xien was already numb from the pain, but he felt less pain and comforted the child.

   "It looks scary, but it doesn't hurt at all."

"How come it doesn't hurt? You tell me it doesn't hurt even after you bleed so much? Your legs are not good! How dare you try to be strong, you have to become disabled to know it hurts!" The child had big red eyes Yelling, his body trembled slightly, and his eyes were full of anger when he looked at Wen Xien.

   This is the first time a child has said such long words, and it is also the first time he has such intense emotions. His fingertips are shaking so badly that he wants to touch but dare not touch them, for fear of making Wen Xien even more painful.

   The obedience on the surface is broken, and the child sometimes behaves like a five-year-old child.

   Wen Xien was stunned by what he said, and only then did he clearly find that the child was not as well-behaved as she thought.

   Just a little kid got it wrong.

   She is now a crippled, useless **** who hangs her life.

Good night

   (end of this chapter)