ten minutes later.
Chuzheng appeared at the door again, pulling Mengchen towards the dim light at the door.
"you… "
"Don't move!" Chu Zheng pressed his shoulder fiercely.
She squeezed the ointment and applied it to the red spots on the dusty neck that were bitten by the mosquitoes.
Meng Chen was confused and looked at her blankly.
After Chuzheng simply finished, no fish slipped through his neck, he pulled his arms and painted them one by one.
She looked impatiently, but moved lightly.
Mengchen is the pampered master of the city, her skin is better than that of girls, and the little red spots bitten by mosquitoes are particularly eye-catching.
After Chuzheng finished applying the medicine, she gave the medicine directly to him, "Apply it a few more times and it will be fine soon."
"… thanks."
Chuzheng touched his head: "Remember to turn on mosquito repellent at night."
Mengchen's eyes were a little dazed.
Chuzheng: "… "
alright.
Even he doesn't understand.
There are only traditional mosquito coils in the village, and Chuzheng placed an online order to buy a plug-in type.
I bought an ordinary first emergency in the village.
"How do you live here?"
Mengchen pointed to another room, "There is a bed over there."
Chuzheng took a look and felt that it was really miserable.
"Are you used to it?"
Dusty: "… "
When the family suddenly goes bankrupt and is penniless, getting used to this kind of thing... can also be overcome.
Mengchen cleaned up what he could by himself. In the afternoon, the village chief called two people over to help him build a house.
After all, he belongs to the same village, and the village head, as the head of the village, has to arrange for help.
Chuzheng was not there in the afternoon, and when she came back, it was already night.
Mengchen's house has lights, and it is estimated that the village chief did it for him.
Not long after Chuzheng returned, there was a knock on the courtyard door.
Chuzheng opened the door and saw the boy standing in the dark.
"What's wrong?"
The teenager was obviously a little nervous, "Can I borrow your pot?"
pot
Does she have that stuff
Chuzheng has never been in the kitchen, she is in the village for tourists to eat and pack.
Chuzheng: "Come first."
"No, I..."
"Come in and get it yourself if you want."
"… "
Mengchen followed her in. This small villa was the most striking building in the village.
It is not the rustic three-story building in the village, but a villa with a real sense of design.
I am used to seeing the dust of various luxury houses, and I will also think that this villa is very beautiful.
The interior decoration and furnishings further confirm this.
Chuzheng led him to the kitchen, "Which one do you want?"
Mengchen looked at all the kitchen utensils in the kitchen, and it was very difficult. He actually didn't know what to use...
In the end, I picked a more common pan.
"You want to cook for yourself?"
"Um..." Mengchen nodded.
It is no exaggeration to say that he is penniless, and today the village chief gave him some rice and vegetables.
It wasn't until he was hungry that he remembered that there was no pot.
No one in the village knew him, and the village chief did not know where he lived.
The only one I know is his neighbor...
Mengchen borrowed the pot, and after taking it back, he felt that his thinking was too simple.
It used to feel so easy to use natural gas, all it took was the twist of a switch.
But here...
Mengchen couldn't even light the fire, and Xun couldn't help but tear down her tears.
"cough cough..."
Mengchen covered his mouth and coughed as he walked out.
There was a lot of smoke, and the dusty eyes were so smoked that they couldn't open, so they walked out directly.
However, before taking a few steps, he crashed into someone's arms.
He didn't see who it was, and was led out.
Chuzheng took him out, and when the night wind blew and breathed fresh air, the dusty feeling was much better.
The dusty and white face turned into a small flower face at this time, the corners of his eyes were red with smoke, and there were physiological tears.
"Are you burning the house?" A cold voice sounded in his ear.
Mengchen heard the voice, and for some reason, there was a grievance in his heart.
Originally, he had no worries about food and clothing, and lived the days of putting out his hand and eating and opening his mouth.
All of a sudden there was nothing left, and he couldn't even live or eat anything.
-
Mengchen suddenly cried, but Chuzheng was frightened.
She just said that, but she didn't kill him.
Why even cry.
What Mengchen cried was the backlog of grievances and pressures during this time.
When some emotions have reached their peak, they can no longer be held back.
In just a few months, the family has undergone great changes, and he is suddenly faced with such a thing, how can he withstand it.
-
Mengchen's eyes were still a little red, and he was sitting on the sofa in Chuzheng's villa, with the packaged meals in front of him.
"Eat."
"Just now I..."
"You hungry?"
Mengchen looked up at her, Chuzheng looked at him with a light expression, and there was no special emotion.
The discomfort in Mengchen's heart was inexplicably less, and he started eating with the bowls and chopsticks.
Chuzheng sat across from him and played with his mobile phone, not paying attention to him.
After he finished eating, Mengchen consciously cleaned up his things, "Where's that… where is the trash can?"
"Outside."
Take the dust outside and throw it away.
"thank you."
During this time, he met more people who were ridiculed and watching good shows.
"Well, don't do that again, it'll be too late to burn."
Dusty: "… "
-
into the night.
Chuzheng was awakened by the roar of thunder, and the raindrops hit the window, crackling loudly.
Chu Zheng covered his head and wanted to continue sleeping.
In a minute, she sat up suddenly.
The little thing that house...
Chuzheng took the umbrella and went out, the sky fell from time to time with a flash of lightning, rumbling, as if the whole earth was shaking.
The rain was particularly heavy and the wind was blowing. Chuzheng finally reached the door of Mengchen's house.
She knocked on the door.
The sound of thunder and rain completely drowned out the knocking on the door.
Fortunately, the door of Mengchen's house was useless, and Chuzheng easily opened it.
The dilapidated house was leaking rain everywhere, and the ground was pitted and water accumulated.
Chuzheng found the room where Mengchen slept.
Mengchen held an umbrella and sat on the suitcase like a mushroom, with a blanket draped over him.
"Dust."
Mengchen hugged his knees and fell asleep, only to wake up after Chuzheng called him a few times.
He glanced blankly at the person standing in front of him, and moved his slightly sore neck.
"You... why are you here?"
"… "
Chuzheng gave him the phone, put down her umbrella, and pulled the person to hold it directly.
Mengchen hadn't eaten well since the accident, and it wasn't as heavy as he looked.
Chuzheng hugged him out, and the boy reacted.
"You put me down."
"Stand up the umbrella and follow the road." Chu Zheng said indifferently, "Don't move around, you will fall after a while, just the two of us together."
Mengchen didn't dare to move any more, and held up the umbrella.
The flashlight of the mobile phone can't shine too far. Fortunately, it is a cement road, so it is not difficult to walk.
-
Mengchen didn't know why he was sitting in a clean and bright room with a suitable temperature.
Chuzheng came in with his clothes, "Go take a bath."
Mengchen's lips opened, but he didn't say the last word, and took the clothes to take a bath.
When he came out, the door was closed and no one was there.
Seeing that the bed was made, he was really sleepy, so he climbed up and lay down.
When Mengchen woke up, it was rare that he didn't have a messy nightmare.
He sat up propped up on the bed, the sun was shining outside the window, and he couldn't see that it had rained so much last night.