Mengchen is ill and needs to be taken care of when he sleeps for a while and needs to wake up for a while.
Chuzheng thought it was troublesome, so he slept directly next to him.
Mengchen took the medicine and felt much better when he slept, but when he saw the person next to him, he felt bad again.
Dusty looked at the room to make sure it wasn't his room.
He seemed to come to her last night and asked if she had any cold medicine...
Mengchen carefully removed Chuzheng's hand and went down carefully.
As soon as one leg stepped on the ground, the clothes were grabbed by someone.
He fell back directly, was hugged, and covered his forehead with a hand.
"The fever has subsided."
"… Hmm." Mengchen swallowed, his voice tense, "I feel much better."
"Take the medicine again later." Chuzheng put the quilt over him, "sleep a little longer."
"… "
Where can you sleep in the dust.
But he didn't dare to move, and quietly acted as a pillow, letting Chuzheng hug him to sleep.
The back may be because the body is not feeling well, and I slept in a daze for a while.
When he woke up again, he was the only one left on the bed.
Thinking of the previous picture, Mengchen's heartbeat gradually accelerated.
Mengchen rubbed his head with his hands and sat up, went down, folded the blanket, and opened the door to go out.
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Chuzheng was reading a book in the living room, and when he saw him go downstairs, he put down the book and motioned for him to go over.
Mengchen was probably still a little dizzy, so she walked directly to her side and sat down naturally.
Chuzheng handed him the medicine and water on the table: "Take the medicine."
Mengchen felt better and didn't want to eat it: "I feel better, so I don't need to eat it."
Chuzheng didn't talk nonsense, just one sentence: "I feed it or do you eat it yourself?"
Dusty: "… "
The dust chooses the latter.
I always feel like it's not a good way to feed her.
Mengchen endured the bitter taste and ate the medicine, but he drank the whole glass of water without washing away the medicine smell.
Before Mengchen was sick, all the symptoms were gone, so I stopped taking medicine.
When the symptoms are severe, the sense of taste will be much duller, so it is not so unpleasant.
now…
Mengchen felt that his whole person was not good.
Just when Mengchen wanted to continue drinking water, he was suddenly pulled back, and then he was pressed down on the sofa.
The bitter taste was washed away by the sweet taste.
My brain, which had been a little dizzy, started to become dizzy and dizzy again.
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Mengchen has never liked to get sick, and it's hard to take medicine.
But now he suddenly felt that it was good to be sick.
He had never been taken care of like this before when he was sick, either in the hospital or as a servant.
At most, his parents made a phone call to care, and no one would accompany him like that.
Mengchen really didn't want to get up, and even a little bit relying on Chuzheng.
"Aren't you hungry?"
Dusty shook his head.
Chuzheng fell silent, "But I'm hungry."
She deliberately waited for him to get up and didn't eat, and ended up messing around here for a long time. She was very hungry!
Dusty: "… "
Mengchen let go of Chuzheng, Chuzheng got up and patted his head: "Wait."
When Chuzheng left, Mengchen covered her face with a pillow.
What is he doing!
When Mengchen was sick, he could only drink millet porridge. I bought it before Chuzheng, and now I can eat it hot.
Mengchen did not dare to speak, and drank the porridge in one breath.
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Mengchen's illness seemed to be cured, but it took several days for her to recover completely.
During this period, Chuzheng took a lot of advantage.
But Chuzheng's face was serious and serious, so Mengchen felt that he was thinking too much, so he didn't dare to say it.
When he got better, he immediately began to learn to cook excitedly.
Complicated, he felt that he was not good enough, so he started with a simple breakfast.
So one morning, when Chuzheng got up, he saw Mengchen's breakfast.
"You did it?"
"Well, I tried it, it should be ok." Mengchen was very nervous, "You try?"
He got up early in the morning and failed the first few times.
But this time he felt okay.
Facing Chuzheng at this time is more like an interview, facing the examiner, "How is it?"
Chuzheng took two bites: "It's alright."
Mengchen was a little disappointed: "Oh."
It may be that Chuzheng's phrase 'it's okay' was so irritating that he was studying it when he had time.
I have to say that after practicing hard, the taste is indeed improving, and it is getting more and more delicious.
Mengchen does things the same way. He feels that he has done a good job and will only be the next one after he is recognized.
So after the breakfast goal was achieved, Mengchen started to learn other dishes.
In the first few days, Chuzheng felt that she should not be there.
Even if you have master-level cooking skills, it is not so easy to start all over again, you have to practice slowly.
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"There are foreigners, have you seen them?"
"I saw it, I saw it, oh, that height makes me jump."
"Why did foreigners come to us?"
"Who knows then."
Chuzheng came back from the village and heard some villagers talking about foreigners.
Several foreigners came to the village, saying that they wanted to experience the natural scenery in the village or something.
The natural scenery scenic spot is much better than here.
I don't know how I found this place.
"I heard that there are several foreigners in the village." When Chuzheng returned, Mengchen also ran over to ask her.
"Ok."
"Did you see that?"
"No." Chu Zheng glanced at him: "Are you interested?"
Mengchen is not interested in foreigners, he thinks it is a bit strange for foreigners to come here to travel.
There are strange places, and he gets nervous easily.
"I didn't come to you, don't be nervous."
"Maybe..."
"… "
Even if it is a debt, it must be repaid.
You are penniless, why don't people waste time and money by trying so hard to find you
Chuzheng had nothing to do with him, so he didn't say a few words of comfort if it didn't work.
However, I still inquired about the time when the foreigners left.
At the beginning, he said that he would leave on the third day, but who knows that three days have passed and he has not left yet.
It is said that the environment here is very comfortable, and I want to stay here for a few more days.
On the fifth day, the village suddenly became lively.
The translators of those foreigners were ill and could not translate for them. Now the language is blocked.
The translator can still translate when he is awake, but when they go out, there is absolutely no way to communicate.
I looked everywhere in the village to see if anyone could translate.
Chuzheng didn't know how the people in the village solved it, so she took Mengchen to the mountains.
Climbing the mountain is still very tiring, but it is much better than before.
"Why are we going up the mountain?"
"Watch the sunrise."
"..." Mengchen propped up a tree, "Then we are going to spend the night on the mountain?"
"Well." Chuzheng nodded: "I brought a tent."
Dusty: "… "
He saw that Chuzheng's bag, even if there was a tent, there must be only one.
that is not…
Even if I lay on the same bed with Chuzheng twice, the dust is still a bit...
Chuzheng urged him: "Hurry up, what are you dawdling at?"
"… "
Mengchen exhaled and walked up the mountain road.
The boat will naturally go straight to the bridge, so let's talk about it when the time comes.