Chapter 748 Returning from the Death, Scattered Flowers (32)

In fact, even Wen Xien couldn't explain the relationship between him and Zhou Wenying. After saying a few words, he didn't even reach the level of his friends. However, because of Guo Zhenfei, Wen Xien would be more friendly to her.

When he returned to the room, Wen Xien took off the basket on his back and the child watched silently.

Wen Xien looked at the child while tidying up his stuff and smiled: "What's wrong, this little mouth can be hanged with an oil bottle."

The expressionless child blinked indifferently and said calmly: "I don't like that person."

It is really hard to guess the child's thoughts. Wen Xien has a deep understanding of them. He hates someone for no reason and doesn't say it, but he also sulks and remains silent all the way, as if he is angry with him.

Wen Xien packed the mushrooms and asked casually: "Why does Xiaohua hate her?"

It seemed that he was very dissatisfied with Wen Xien's perfunctory attitude. The child pursed his lips, his expression more cold than before, and said in a particularly unreasonable manner: "I just don't hate it."

Wen Xien laughed, not caring the child's words to heart, washed the dishes, served two hot bowls of rice, and greeted the child to come for dinner.

The child sitting at the dining table was still very unhappy. He did not move his chopsticks, but asked, "Have you listened carefully to me?"

Wen Xien was busy all morning and was already hungry. She picked up a chopstick of bamboo shoots and tasted it. It tasted very good. The child's cooking skills were getting better and better.

During the meal, Wen Xien did not forget to answer the child's words: "I'm listening carefully."

The food in my mouth hasn't been chewed yet.

Miao Hua: “…”

In the end, Miao Hua had no choice but to pick up the chopsticks to eat. His eating movements were very rigorous and even revealed a sense of elegance.

After the meal, the child went to wash the dishes, and Wen Xien went to wash the mushrooms.

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In the afternoon, Wen Xien went to the town to buy something for the New Year and also bought a new piece of clothing for the child. This was made by the embroiderer before, and she happened to get it today.

Originally, I wanted to take the child over, but seeing that the weather was not good, Wen Xien asked the child to stay at home and took out a cloak with an oil paper umbrella.

The town was not very lively in the afternoon, and many things were bought, but there were still some things that should be found. Wen Xien bought the things, took new clothes and prepared to go back, but suddenly it started raining without any warning.

It was pouring rain non-stop, and the rainwater flowing from the eaves gathered on the streets into streams.

Wen Xien ran to the bottom of the house to hide, thinking that she would wait for the rain to get off before leaving. She hid everything in her cloak, and it was still fine and not wet.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier. On the roofs and on the streets, a layer of white rain mist splashed, like a misty white veil. At this time, a gust of wind blew over, and the white veil drifted away, and the raindrops hit the water on the street, stirring up splashes of water.

After waiting for a long time, the rain had just gotten a little lighter. I don’t know if it was dark because of the rain, and Wen Xien didn’t know the specific time.

Moreover, the rain had no intention of stopping. Wen Xien thought about it, held an umbrella, protected everything, and made sure that it would not get wet into the rain, so he walked into the rain.

The distance between the town and the village was still quite far. What made Wen Xien miscalculated was that the rain was a little lighter, but it turned out to be heavy again halfway through the way, and the wind was strong, so the umbrella was almost blown away.

I also have to pass a small mountain road. The rain wet the soil and it is very slippery. If I am not careful, I will slip.

It was dark, and Wen Xien even saw that the road ahead was very difficult, and there was no place to shelter from the rain recently, so he had to speed up.

But no matter how careful Wen Xien was, he stepped on the empty and slipped in the direction where he couldn't figure out the way, and fell down before he could react.

As soon as my head was covered, a bone-broken, cold and torn pain came up.

The rain was still falling, and Wen Xien hurriedly held the umbrella, and the ankle was cramped, his whole body was cold, and cold sweat burst out.

The hot feeling rushed up to her knees, and the blood seemed to be in pain, and the hot feeling immediately turned into numbness-

Wen Xien stood up with a stick and struggled to stand up. Everything hidden in the cloak was spilled out. Fortunately, the clothes were wrapped in cloth and were held in her arms, without any dirt.

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It was completely dark. Wen Xien returned home with a stick very late. Her lower body was already numb and her blood loss made her head feel dizzy. When she got closer, she saw the child looking out under the eaves outside.

In the darkness, Miao Hua did not see anything wrong with Wen Xien.

"Why didn't you hide from the rain so much?"

Instead of touching his head with a smile as usual, Wen Xien said not far away: "It's windy outside, be careful of a fever."

The light and cold voice was hoarse.

"I'm not that weak." Miao Hua frowned, not understanding why Wen Xien was so far away from him. He snorted coldly. He walked into the house first and lit a few candles.

Wen Xien put away his umbrella and took out a bag from the cloak and gave it to the child.

"For you."

Miao Hua caught it, and did not take it apart as soon as possible, but his nose moved and his face suddenly changed, "How come there is a smell of blood on your body? Are you injured?"

Wen Xien smiled, her pale face almost transparent under the candlelight, and she looked indifferent: "It's okay, I just didn't see the way clearly when I came back. I fell down and was injured. I just got better by touching the medicine."

Of course, Miao Hua didn't believe it. He asked Wen Xien to come in, took off his cloak, lifted his clothes, and paused, and the blood stains bloomed on his knees like blooming flowers.

The child squatting on the ground saw the blood on the fabric, and the strong smell of blood came to his face, and his face turned pale.

"Is this a minor injury?"

Wen Xien was already numb from the pain, but instead felt that it was not so painful, and even comforted the child.

"It just looks terrifying, but it doesn't hurt at all."

"How come it doesn't hurt? You still tell me if it hurts after so much blood? Your legs are not good! Why are you trying to be strong? You have to become disabled to know that it hurts, right?" The child screamed with red eyes, his body trembled slightly, and his eyes were full of anger when he looked at Wen Xien.

This was the first time a child said such a long thing, and it was also the first time he had such a fierce mood. His fingertips were trembling violently. He wanted to touch but didn't dare to touch them, for fear that Wen Xien would feel even more painful.

The obedience on the surface is broken, and sometimes the child does not act like a five-year-old.

Wen Xien was stunned by his words, and then he realized clearly that the child was not as well-behaved as she thought.

But there is only one thing that the child said was wrong.

She is now a disabled person, a useless and life-threatening cripple.

? ?Good night

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(End of this chapter)
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