Chapter 149
Chapter 149
Xia Zhi takes a small pot and squats in the vegetable field to pick vegetables. Although she once laughed at a young master who doesn't touch Yangchun water, Xia Zhi, who has always been an idiot in this respect, is not much better.
The black faced man was called a Biao. Seeing her clumsiness, he wanted to trample on all the vegetables in the field. Then he could not help taking the basin from her hand.
"Get out of the way and I'll pick it for you."
Xia Zhi got up with a smile and watched him skillfully pick out and throw away some green vegetable leaves in the basin, and then pick vegetables quickly in the field. Inexplicably, she began to imagine what he would be like if it were Fu Shaoxin.
He probably can't pick it.
Such a proud young master must have taken her hand and spoiled her: "wife, kiss one and pick it again."
Thinking of this, Xia Zhi's face turned red.
Seeing her like this, a Biao was still taut with an expressionless face: "you know how to blush. Look what weeds you have picked."
This vegetable field is not like the neat planting of vegetables Xia Zhi usually sees, but there are all kinds of messy green leaves everywhere. Only when she can distinguish them can there be ghosts.
Xia Zhi doesn't care about him. Anyway, this man looks fierce, but he is actually kind-hearted.
Later, because Xia Zhi nearly burned the house, a Biao drove her back to the house.
"People like you will starve here sooner or later."
Then handed her a bowl of cold rice, rice also some fine ash and gravel, but even this kind of rice, here is also good.
Xia Zhi is a very flexible woman, she can live a life of luxury, but also in this kind of cold and bitter place.
Although she can, she doesn't know if the young master can wake up.
The winter night came earlier. After a while, the sky outside was gloomy and dark, and there was a faint trend of snow.
Xia Zhi cooked rice with hot water, ate half a bowl, washed the gravel and sand in the rice again, and then carefully put the ceramic bowl which had been missing one mouth aside.
The whole evening, Xia Zhi sat beside Fu Shaoxin, holding his hand, dare not close his eyes.
I'm afraid that as soon as she closes her eyes, she will miss the moment when he opens them.
Once upon a time, he was waiting for her all night. Was it the same as her mood at the moment.
"Water..."
When Fu Shaoxin wakes up, it's almost dawn. He vaguely feels someone nearby. His throat is hoarse and fuzzy. Xia Zhi immediately stands up from the stool, pours a cup of boiled water, and pours a large bowl of cold water. After trying the temperature, he passes it to his mouth.
Although Fu Shaoxin wakes up, his consciousness is still very vague. He spits out the water after pouring it in, but he is worried about Xia Zhi.
Xia Zhi saw him like this and almost cried out.
"Drink, it won't be so uncomfortable."
Fu Shaoxin's brows are tightly locked together.
"Hello... Hello..."
Xia Zhi didn't think that she could feed him. She didn't think about anything else in the TV series. She gulped a lot of water and then sent it down to his pale and soft lips.
Fu Shaoxin lips hook, hands will Xia Zhi waist a hug, she was he took to the bed, lying on his body.
As soon as they touch each other's bodies, they affect each other's wounds. Xia Zhi screams, and the water in his mouth falls into his clothes along his neck.
Fu Shaoxin chuckled, but the laughter was gaunt and weak, and with some ambiguity: "wet again."
Then his tongue pries open her lips, a soft fall, Xia Zhi did not expect that the first thing this guy wakes up is to play a hooligan, a time of crying and laughing, a saliva all swallowed back to the stomach.
This is where to drink water, clearly want to steal incense, OK?
Two people are dependent on each other, tightly touching, they all cherish the embrace at the moment.
Just so close, they lost each other.
It's almost there!
Xia Zhi's tears slide down her eyes and fall into her mouth. There is a slight bitterness. Fu Shaoxin swallows her tears back to her belly, and her tears can be seen in the corner of her eyes.
Fu Shaoxin's body is too empty. At the moment, after kissing for a while, he felt guilty and short of breath. He let go of Xia Zhi and his eyes were soft. All the way out, the bright starry sky said, "I'm not dreaming."
Xia Zhi lies on his chest, listening to his weak breathing, and some weak heartbeat, only feeling that the world is far away from her, she just wants to let time stay forever, let two people never separate.
However, fate will always give a heavy blow when people are full of hope, of course, that's later.
"No, it's not a dream."
"Let me see if you are hurt?"
"No Xia Zhi's voice went down. She was so tired that she stretched a nerve tightly from the day when she was tied. At this moment, she completely relieved her guard and relaxed. She could no longer resist the continuous sleepiness. She fell asleep on his body like that.
Fu Shaoxin gently stroked her back and held her beside him. Xia Zhi had a habit of sleeping and liked to curl up. Fu Shaoxin put her in his arms and looked at her painfully.
A few days ago, he managed to mellow her. After such a toss, he became thin again.
He put his hand around her waist, and his hand fell on her abdomen. He didn't know if the baby in his stomach was still well. If it was ok, everything would be OK. If it was ok, he worried that Xia Zhi would hold it in his heart and feel uncomfortable.
This is their first child, both she and he cherish it.
Xia Zhi was wearing a cotton padded jacket with broken flowers given by the villagers here. His shoulder length hair was tied with two braids on his shoulders. There was some dust on his white face. He closed his eyes gently, and his long eyelashes fell on his face, covering a shadow.
Her back against Fu Shaoxin's chest, her hands around her lower abdomen, a protective posture, gently moved, she leaned back uneasily, as if looking for closer proximity, so as to make her sleep more at ease.
Fu Shaoxin's palm gently fell on her face, sketching her outline, and her lips raised a smile of satisfaction.
Thank God for bringing her back.
In the days to come, he would never let her out of his sight, even if it was a sea of fire.
He gently hugged her and gradually sank into the dream.
The moonlight outside the window is like water, reflecting the tranquility of the world at this moment.
Xia Zhi leans back uneasily, turns back and hugs Fu Shaoxin. There is some moisture in the corner of his eyes, and he doesn't know if he has a nightmare.
I hope this kind of days can last longer!
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