Boss-gege Excessive Spoiling

Chapter 648: A peasant girl who doesn’t want to be the number one scholar is not a good princess (11)

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Several days had passed since the snow fell, but the ground was still completely white. Fortunately, the sky had cleared up, and the bright sunshine made the snow shine brightly.

Xia's mother held the clothes and inspected them. After unbuttoning the top, she found a palm-long tear, revealing the thin cotton inside.

"You kid, how did you get scratched?"

Tong Su said: "I went to move firewood, but I stumbled and ducked to the side. Unexpectedly, it was hooked by a nail and torn."

Xia's mother laughed: "It's so frizzy. Fortunately, it's best if your hands are not injured. It doesn't matter if your clothes are torn. I'll embroider some patterns for you. Do you want bamboo or clouds?"

"I want bamboo!" Tong Su asked for a smile. Xia Mu shook her head, took the cotton-padded jacket, and stitched the thread. After a while, a clump of emerald-green bamboo swayed gently on the hem of the clothes.

"Mom, can you embroider? It's so beautiful!"

Mother Xia collected the thread and said again and again: "Back then, before I met your father, I worked with my aunt to make a living. She was good at embroidery, so we sewed some handkerchiefs and sold them to the rich people in the city. In the house, I make money for food."

"What happened next?"

"Later, your aunt died of illness, and I became a refugee. I was rescued by your father. Your father had already joined His Majesty's army at that time. As a centurion, they captured Yingzhou. , sharing food, I followed a group of beggars to beg for food, and I got to know him from then on... "

Xia's mother spoke with sad eyes and red eyes as she shook her head: "Forget it, all these things are in the past. The clothes are sewn. Put them on quickly and don't catch a cold."

Tong Su responded and put on her coat. Xia Mu packed up her needlework. When she turned around, she saw the little wolf cub lying at the door. She smiled and said, "Look at Xiao Hei. He is crawling there and listening to stories and riddles." ”

Xiaohei, what Xiaohei!

Jin Wenting was dismayed and didn't want to move. He was not fascinated by the story, but he hadn't recovered from the huge shock. He was in a complicated mood and didn't move.

Xia Qingzhai—he knew Xia's mother's name from her usual conversations with Tong Su—turned out to be... a girl

Then why is she dressed as a man? How dare she go into the mountains alone to cut firewood! How old is she? Is she twelve or thirteen years old? Does she know that there are many wild animals in the mountains, but they are very dangerous!

Tong Su walked over briskly, took Jin Wenting into his arms, and weighed him.

"People say, 'Pig skin, dog bone, three days and two days.' It means that when a puppy is injured, it heals quickly. Puppies' bones grow easily. Generally, callus will grow in about half a month after a fracture, and it will take about a month. It will heal. He is a wolf and very wild, so he will definitely heal faster."

Jin Wenting moved uncomfortably, but no matter how he hid, he couldn't avoid the slight softness under his body, and the faint fragrance drifted into his nose that he couldn't escape.

He became more and more nervous and impetuous. If his short hair hadn't blocked his face, others might have seen him, and his face turned slightly red.

If it had been a few days ago, he would have taken a bite right now.

Dare to hug him

court death!

But now that he knew it was a girl, he was embarrassed to bite it.

How should I put it... She was also the one who saved him.

Speaking of which, Xia Qingzhai was also very strange. When he put a splint on his broken hind leg and tied a bandage, his technique was as skillful as if he had studied medicine!

It's quick and precise, and I pay attention to nourishing him when he eats. Even if he doesn't use medicine, it's fixed like this, and it heals quickly.

but…

Jin Wenting wrinkled his face.

What she said in the chat with her mother was that her father was a centurion in the army that the imperial grandfather had just sworn in, and that was the direct line army.

For the wives and daughters of direct line officers, even if their father dies, their pension will not be reduced. How could they end up in the countryside, where they need their daughters to dress up as men to support the family