On the first night of abducting people home, You Xu wanted to cook a big dish to show his heart, but when he thought about himself without his golden fingers, he was an insulator in the kitchen.
Washing and chopping vegetables was fine, mainly because she couldn't master the heat of the ancient stove and the addition of seasoning materials.
"What?" Wen Shu, who was placed in the room by You Xu and waited, walked into the stove, and saw her holding a kitchen knife with a solemn expression.
You Xu: "I want to cook for you, but it may not be delicious."
Wenshu: "It's the same for anyone, just leave me alone."
You Xu glanced at his severed arm without a trace, "I want to do it, of course I will."
"Let's do it together."
"Together?"
"Um."
The two looked at each other for a moment, and both found a tacit understanding in each other's eyes.
In the end, it became a division of labor and cooperation, such as cutting vegetables, smelling and cooking, and a dish with all the flavors and aromas came out in a short time.
The bean sprouts are plump, the fish is tender, the cauliflower oil is green, and the golden soup is full of fragrance.
The two sat at the wooden table, the dishes on the table were steaming, and fine snow fell outside the half-opened window.
An ordinary dish, an ordinary family.
They are sitting close to each other, and they all have each other in the corner of their eyes.
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After instructing the servant to heat up the water, You Xu thought of a question and asked Wenshu: "Master, do you want to share a room with me, or do you want to stay in the same guest room as before?"
Wen Shu looked up at her, her eyes clearly saying, "What do you think?"
You Xu said with great sincerity: "I think the building near the water is a good performance."
Wen Shu smiled and followed her back to the house.
The tub behind the screen in the house was full of hot water, and beside it there were copper basins, a tub of hot water, and an empty tub.
She wanted to wash her hair, but there were no showers in ancient times, so it was inconvenient to wash her hair and bathe at the same time, so she had to wash her hair separately, sitting on a small bench and washing her hair in a copper basin, and then taking a bath.
There was a small scoop in the hot tub. She took the small scoop to scoop hot water, wet her hair, and then foamed it with soap and grease. She kept her eyes closed for fear of the bubbles getting into her eyes. I fished it out of the wooden barrel, but I didn't find the small scoop.
Just as she was about to wipe her eyes with the front of her clothes, she opened her eyes to look for the scoop, when she felt the hot water pouring slowly from the punch, and the water dripped with bubbles on the ends of her hair.
"Close your eyes." Wen Shu said in a low voice.
"Okay." You Xu smiled and raised his hand to rub his hair.
Wen Shu took the ladle in one hand and poured hot water on her one after another.
After washing his hair, You Xu wrapped his hair with a piece of cloth, and began to undress, looking at him with a smile: "Master hasn't gone out yet, do you want to take a bath with me?"
Wenshu felt unexpectedly clingy. Although he didn't show it on his face, his eyes never left her.
Sure enough, Wen Shu walked out of the screen without changing his face, but his ears turned red.
You Xu couldn't help but burst into laughter, laughing nonstop, until Wen Shu, who was sitting beside the bed, was almost annoyed.
Two quarters of an hour later, when You Xu finished washing, the servants came in to change the water, and Wen Shu got up to wash.
You Xu was paralyzed on the bed, sleepy, and was dug up by Wenshu after an unknown period of time. She buried her face in his chest, and he wiped her hair with a cloth towel.
Her black silk was like a waterfall. He wiped it patiently and meticulously, and he did not forget to remind her: "Wet hair is easy to catch wind and cold when you sleep. Don't do this in the future."
She didn't answer, I don't know if she fell asleep or didn't hear clearly, Wenshu didn't repeat it, he thought it didn't matter, he would be there in the future.
He held Yu Xu halfway like this until he dried her hair.
Thinking that You Xu was asleep, Wen Shu's movements were very light. Who knew he had just put down the cloth towel, and she raised her head, smiled with her lips bent, and raised her hand to loosen his girdle.
The girdle fell to the ground, and the candlelight flickered.
Wen Shu suddenly grabbed her hand and said, "Wait, I'm going to put out the candle."
You Xu knew what he was afraid of, afraid that she would see his ugly deformity, so she grabbed his hand with her backhand, "Wenshu, I don't mind."
Wen Shu looked away, the corners of his lips drooped slightly, his face was embarrassed, he did not move or speak, his body froze, as if he had been sentenced to death and executed in public.
There was a sharp pain in the bottom of my heart, You Xu tried his best to say in a normal tone: "Then turn off the lights."
Hearing the art, he breathed a sigh of relief and turned off the lights.
The bed curtain fell, and the room was charming.
Before falling asleep, You Xu hugged her broken arm and gently dropped a kiss.
Listening to the even breathing of the person beside the pillow, she said softly, "Wen Shu, I said I don't mind. Of course you won't believe me, you just care about yourself."
Maybe Wen Shu once regretted his broken arm, but in front of his beloved, he would be extremely concerned about his disability.
"The days are so long and the defects can't be made up, but I have enough patience to accompany you to let go."
There was no dream all night, the sky was slightly bright, and the regular work and rest in the temple made Wenshu wake up early, but he didn't move, quietly watching her sleeping.
It was a very familiar and wonderful feeling, as if he looked at her like this for several lifetimes.
After an unknown amount of time, she noticed her eyelashes moving slightly, as if she was about to wake up, Wen Shu lowered her head and placed a kiss on her forehead.
Yu Xu opened his eyes and woke up, kissing his severed arm.
The touch of warmth made Wen Zhu's eyelashes tremble, and he saw the morning light fall on the side of her face and into her eyes, and his vision was clear and bright.
She smiled and said, "Good morning, Wenshu."
The excited and brisk voice was like a chirping finch on the branch, pecking into his heart.
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You Xu and Wenshu lived like an ordinary husband and wife.
From the separate lives of two individuals, the days when they were intertwined and integrated, such as listening to and reading books, You Xu sat in his arms, he only had one arm around her, and she helped him turn the pages, and for example You Xu When making handmade things, he handed tools beside him, such as You Xu's account book, and Wenshu dialed the abacus for her... . . .
The days were warm and fulfilling, and they spent the first Spring Festival together as husband and wife.
That night, after the New Year's Eve dinner, You Xu and Wenshu went for a walk in the yard to digest their food.
The silver light of the moon reflected on the white snow on the ground, adding a layer of brilliance to the snow, which was really beautiful. The sound of firecrackers from far and near covered the squeaks of them stepping on the snow.
"Smell."
"Um."
"I won't bake sweet potatoes tomorrow. Let's try making pancakes. I know one kind of pancakes is delicious."
"it is good."
On cold days, Yuxu always remembered to hold the sleeve of his severed arm tightly to prevent the wind from leaking and causing him to catch cold, and today was no exception.
"Wenshu, will I have a red envelope for you New Year's greetings?"
"Have."
You Xu rolled his eyes: "But I don't want the red envelope anymore, I want to change it for something else."
Wenshu looked at her: "What do you want to change?"
You Xu made a very bad expression: "Meat-compensation."
"... "
Seeing that the molestation was successful, You Xu laughed.
Wen Shu also smiled and looked down at her helplessly: "But you just talk and don't do it every time."
Hearing this tone of voice seemed very aggrieved, like a good daughter-in-law marrying a heartless man, You Xu coughed lightly, just as he was about to change the subject, he heard Wenshu say, "Then change this."
"Which one?"
Hearing: "In your hands."
You Xu was stunned for a moment, and looked at her hands subconsciously. Her right hand was empty, while her left hand was holding his jacket. She realized something, let go of his jacket, and untied the sleeves tied inside. The sleeve of his broken arm slipped into her palm.
The white hosta dyed with moonlight is lustrous and beautiful, with two small white flowers carved on it, which are dexterous and vivid.
You Xu was stunned: "What did you do?"
Wen Shu's eyes were gentle: "Well, do you like it?"
The warm emotions wrapped her heart, and her nose and eyes were sore: "I like it."
It was hard for her to imagine how Wenshu wanted to carve a hairpin with one hand. She discovered the injury on his hand as early as a month ago. She asked twice, but he refused to say so, so she stopped asking.
"Just help me put it on." You Xu handed him the hairpin.
Wen Shu took the hairpin, and just as she leaned over and stretched out her hand towards her, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him.
There were big red lanterns hanging around the courtyard, and the orange light fell on the two people who were leaning against each other not far away, and their long shadows were reflected on the white snow.
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After the New Year, You Xu planned to open up a cloth shop again, so he asked people to inquire about the situation on the Xinan Mountain side. If it was still not peaceful, he would find another source of goods.
The person sent back said that the county government had already sent people to encircle and suppress the bandits on the Xinan Mountain side.
You Xu remembered that Wenshu seemed to have visited the prefect at that time, which must have been mentioned by Wenshu at that time. She felt relieved, and went out first to look at the shop she had previously ordered.
On the way back, she passed the medical center. She remembered that she was feeling sick and sleepy recently, so she stopped by to have a look.
The old doctor finished his pulse, touched his white beard, and said, "Congratulations to this lady, you are happy."
Unexpected things, You Xu couldn't help but feel happy, and gave an extra piece of silver: "Thank you doctor."
All the way home, she couldn't help but be excited, constantly thinking of Wenshu's appearance of knowing about this matter, he has blood relatives again, a child who is connected with his blood, he has more fetters in this world.
And she felt that a new little life was bred in her body, which was novel and expected.
She had been thinking about how to tell him, how to give him a surprise, but when she saw him waiting at the door of the house, she said excitedly, "Xinshu, we have a child!"
Wen Shu was stunned for a moment, his eyes stopped, and then his eyes were full of ecstasy, and his fingertips trembled slightly around her waist, with caution and full of expectation: "Really?"
You Xu put his arms around his neck and poked his chin: "Do you say the child's surname is Li or Wen?"
Wen Shu took her into his arms, her chest was heaving, her breath was disordered, her chin was rubbing against the top of her hair, and it took a long while to find her voice: "It's fine, it's okay to be surnamed You, if you like it."
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Pregnant women are lucky enough to be able to eat and sleep. On the contrary, listening to the art is like having a pregnant woman's anxiety disorder. She can't eat, no one can sleep, and she is visibly thin.
Yu Xu: ... Who the hell is pregnant, how can you be so nervous.
On the nth night of listening to the art, You Xu stood upright, and You Xu only had time to grab his hair: "Where are you going?"
"I woke you up, go to sleep, it's alright." He waited until You Xu fell asleep before he dared to move. Unexpectedly, You Xu closed his eyes but didn't fall asleep.
You Xu sighed, patted the bedside, and asked him to sit back: "Let's have a good chat, what's the matter with you?"
If it goes on like this, the child has not yet been born, and the father can't stand it first, so how can it be done.
"I feel uneasy," Wen Shu sat next to her and lowered his eyes, "I don't know if I should make a prediction."
In fact, he didn't dare to fortune-telling, maybe he was opened by a demon monk, and he was more sensitive to some things. Whenever he felt uneasy, the fortune-telling images were mostly evil.
"Forget it, I'll accompany you to see it." He couldn't feel at ease if he didn't make a divination, so he might as well see what the hexagrams were.
Wen Shu looked at her for a long time, and the struggle in his eyes finally disappeared under her calm gaze. He took out three red-patterned copper coins, recited the mantra, and did some divination.
After a while, the hexagram was drawn, and his face instantly turned pale.
You Xu asked suspiciously, "What's the matter, what is the hexagram and what does it mean?"
Looking at his appearance, it must be not very good, and she could not help pinching her hands nervously.
"No, no, this is wrong," said the man who used to be confident in divination, denying his divination, "I have to do it again."
He pulled out a dagger, inserted it on the wooden chair next to him, cut his fingers, and stained the three copper coins with blood, the red lines on it became even more dazzling.
He divination again, and You Xu saw his nervous movements, even slower than before.
He got the result of the hexagram again, Wen Shu's pupils shrank suddenly, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and the copper coin fell to the ground from his trembling hand, he was as frightened as a sinner who had made a big mistake, and his words were incoherent: "No, no, it's fake. , is wrong..."
"I have to do the divination again." After speaking, he cut his hand with a dagger, You Xu grabbed his wrist and said seriously, "You can't make a mistake in listening to the art, tell me what the hexagram is. ?"
Her face and voice were close at hand, her body temperature was on her wrist, Wen Shu's dull eyes finally regained some clarity, he hugged You Xu tightly, and said in a hoarse vibrato: "No, no children, we No more kids."
"I only want you, as long as you..."
You Xu was stunned for a while, how could Wen Shu not want children? He clearly valued blood relatives very much, and even his sister's fried radish was extremely memorable. Even in the original plot, when the child was stillborn, he collapsed and chose to lose his humanity.
Wait, the original plot-
You Xu reacted, that is to say, Wenshu is destined not to have blood relatives, nor should unborn children have them.
In the original world line, Ye Lingling had dystocia and hemorrhage, and she failed to save one big and one small in the end. Does she have to take over this role and face this final plot ending
That kid...
You Xu bit her lower lip, put her hand on her stomach, her fingertips were cold.
The author has something to say: There is still a chapter or two left, and this world is about to end Liao.
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