I hurriedly waved my hand and said, "No, no! I don't have anything to give you. It's enough to have enough food and clothing. No meat is needed!"
In my age when I was tired of eating meat, Sijun might never have experienced that feeling.
Their feelings are simply too simple for this age when they are satisfied with food and clothing, and are very happy after eating meat!
Sijun smiled shyly, lowered his eyes and glanced at the down clothes on my body unconsciously or intentionally. There is a deep pity in my eyes, it seems to be a pity for such a good thing, I actually soiled it!
Perhaps it was also because of the clothes and the bright colors on it that made Sijun misunderstand my identity.
Because I remember that in ancient times, it seemed that only noble people could wear brightly colored clothes.
If an ordinary person wears gorgeous clothes, he will be laughed at by others.
When Sijun was going to cook, I retreated outside the door and helped her mother in.
After the sky darkened, the air outside instantly dropped a lot.
When I held the woman's hand, I found her hand was extremely cold.
"Come aunty! Let's cover it first!" I took off my down jacket and carefully covered the woman. I just cleaned up the house with Si Jun, and my body was a little hot now.
"Eh! No—" the woman hurriedly refused.
But I didn't give her a chance to refuse. When she spoke, my clothes were already on her shoulders.
Perhaps it is the warm touch on the shoulders, the smooth fabric on the down clothes. The hand that the woman was going to reject turned into a gently reluctant slide.
That feeling is like feeling the touch of the fabric carefully with your hands. It's like... Because of the touch, I'm thinking about it carefully.
Seeing that the woman didn't refuse, I turned around and carefully looked for a place to put down the lantern in her hand.
Putting the lantern down, just turning around, I suddenly heard a few familiar sounds outside.
It seems to be... Xuan Cang and Lucia!
I was shocked, and immediately raised my foot to walk outside.
"Eh! Girl!" Sijun suddenly exclaimed from behind.
I stood still at the door and listened carefully to the sounds outside, and found that there was nothing else but the sound of the wind shaking in the woods.
Missed it? Or was it just my auditory hallucination
I turned back a little disappointed and walked slowly to Si Jun.
"What's wrong?" Seeing my disappointed look, Sijun took the opportunity to place the thin bowl of soup and rice in his hand on the table.
I shook my head and grinned: "It's nothing! Just now... I seem to hear my husband's voice..."
Looking back at the dark sky outside, he turned back and said lonely: "I think I heard it wrong!"
Sijun looked at me sad and couldn't help showing a worried look in his eyes.
"Hey! Don't worry, girl! Our Godyou Village is not that big... If your husband is here, you will meet him soon! Don't worry..." Sijun kindly comforted me.
She turned around and helped her mother, greeted me: "Girl! Want to eat something! Just..."
"Yeah! Thank you!" Looking down at a bowl of porridge with white rice and wild mushrooms floating on the table, and another bowl of green stir-fried vegetables.
To be honest, my stomach is not very hungry, but looking at this kind of food, my curiosity sprang up.
I haven't seen this green vegetable. I don't know if it is Sijun's own planting or wild vegetables outside.
And the mushrooms in the soup and rice are very new to me.
The etiquette of "food without talking and sleeping" does not seem to be exclusive to the rich and powerful.
After Sijun scooped up soup for her mother, they began to eat silently with their heads down.
I had something to ask, but looking at their silent appearance, I was too embarrassed to break. I had to lower my head and eat the food on the table with peace of mind.
Although things look dull, the taste is unexpectedly delicious.
Especially the mushrooms in the soup and rice are slippery and delicious. That kind of taste is something I have never tasted before.
Even with the soup, it was stained with a unique fragrance.
After dinner, Sijun gave her room to me. Originally they wanted to give me the master bedroom where the woman slept, but they were thinking of letting an elderly person live in and let me give it to me. It was a little unsuitable to say so.
In fact, I didn't feel sleepy in this strange place. Seeing that I didn't want to live in her mother's room, Sijun insisted on giving her room to me.
I couldn't say goodbye again and again, and then I stayed in her room.
It is said that it is a room, but in fact it is just a very small room built with dry straw.
It's hard to imagine how the mother and daughter would spend it if it was raining.
If the wind is a little bit stronger at night and the weather is a little bit colder, how did they survive this
A simple wooden bed, with some dry straw on it, and a mat woven from something I don’t know what to use on it.
Although the knitting technique is not too bad, if you sleep on it while wearing thin clothes, the mat will still feel a little painful on the skin.
Looking at the dry straw above my head, I seemed to be able to see the moonlight outside through this gap.
"Hey..." I couldn't help but sigh. The life of the mother and daughter is poor, far beyond what I expected.
It's a pity that I don't have much ability, and I can't help them, and I can't help feeling a little regretful and guilty.
If Xuan Cang is there, he should be able to help them... It is also possible as shown...
It’s just me, I don’t know anything, I will only be a burden to those around me.
Thinking distressedly in my heart... Turning around on the bed, my head is so clear that I can't fall asleep.
Finally waited until the consciousness was a little fuzzy, and the sky outside seemed to be a little white!
"There is a beauty, I will never forget it.
If you don't see Xi in a day, you think like crazy.
Feng Fei soars, seeking phoenix from all corners of the world.
Helpless beauty is not in the east wall.
…"
Suddenly, there was a tactful and lamenting voice in the ear, and the sound of the piano was sad, and people couldn't help feeling sad.
"What's going on..." I turned over from the bed and sat up, trying to listen to the erratic and faint sound of the piano.
'Huh...' There was a gust of wind outside, but the wind was not very strong. But among the floating hay huts, it seemed a bit shocking.
I gathered the clothes on my body, got up from the bed immediately, pushed open the door and walked out.
As soon as he walked out of the hay hut, there was a sudden burst of white mist from all around.
"It's fog again..." Seeing the fog, I exclaimed, and immediately backed away to walk back to the room.
But no matter how I retreat, there is still that white mist around me.