Chapter 2: Familiar drink more hot water

Chapter 2 is familiar, drink more hot water

The rain stopped.

The sky is as blue as a wash.

Breathing is rich in grass and trees, and there is moist water vapor after rain.

Lu Jingzhi was almost starving to death.

have to.

Put the whole family together behind, and let’s feed myself first.

The **** gauze on his forehead was not taken off, and the wound was almost healed, which was too conspicuous.

The poor family doesn’t even have a bronze mirror.

There are large and small mud puddles in the yard, which are accumulating rainwater. Lu Jingzhi randomly found one and took a look.

The outline is not bad, and the eyes are big, but she is too thin. If she takes good care of her, she will look like a beauty.

When she got up, she was top-heavy. If someone hadn't pulled her, Lu Jingzhi would have almost thrown herself into the mud.

"Thanks, beauty."

Jiang Tanyue twitched the corner of her mouth, and when she saw the person standing still, she quietly withdrew her hand and said under her breath, "Before you can let yourself go, you'd better call me sister."

"Thank you sister." Lu Jingzhi smiled slightly, doing good deeds.

These eyes are really good-looking, and Lu Jingzhi's inadvertently three-point cuteness is very deceptive.

"You are seriously injured, don't run around, there is no extra money at home to treat your illness." Jiang Tanyue brought half a dry cornbread from nowhere.

It was mixed with wild vegetables, the color was strange, and it was an ugly ball. I stuffed it into Lu Jingzhi's hands, and said earnestly, "It's a bit unpalatable, but this is our only ration today. I hope you don't look like the young lady in the house." If you hate this, there is boiling water in the house, you can soak it into a paste before eating."

Lu Jingzhi had no choice but to eat the buns bit by bit.

The soul is not used to the rough feeling when swallowing, but the throat can still adapt.

is quite unpalatable.

After eating and washing his hands, Lu Jingzhi sighed as if he had completed the task of going up the knife mountain and down the oil pan: "Squeeze the throat."

Jiang Tanyue pushed the broken bowl with the gap towards her, "Drink more hot water."

"This sentence sounds familiar." Lu Jingzhi blurted out.

The two looked at each other silently, then looked away, Jiang Tanyue neatly put the small shovel and sickle into the basket, and carried the basket on his thin shoulders, "I will go up the mountain to dig wild vegetables, and you will recover at home. You also have a share of this job, understand?"

Lu Jingzhi raised his head and gulped down the water, "I'll go with you."

Jiang Tanyue frowned, and said in a bad tone: "If there is no extra money, I will hire you a doctor. If there is another accident, you will die."

Lu Jingzhi also saw this smiling face when he just woke up.

It’s still a smirk that you can accept if you say it.

Now, it is a business-like, indifferent face.

The bun she gave her was probably borrowed from a kind-hearted villager with a shy face, and now she can go up the mountain to dig wild vegetables - this is the value of my sister in this bare-walled house, and Lu Jingzhi has to show her value .

"Don't worry, I can do it!"

Jiang Tanyue nodded: "They are all adults, just weigh it yourself."

The original owner is eleven years old this year, and his sister is thirteen years old. The family lived in an old house when the father was alive. The mothers ate less and worked much more. The two sisters couldn’t keep up with nutrition. big.

Thirteen-year-old modern people can jump to 1.7 meters, and 13-year-old ancient people are still ancient farmers. It is not bad to be 1.2 meters.

Speaking such mature words with such a face is quite cute, and Lu Jingzhi couldn't help laughing.

Jiang Tanyue was speechless.

I always feel that this younger sister is smiling inexplicably, as if she has some serious illness.

never mind.

She can bear no matter how serious the illness is, as long as she is not like that squeamish person in the room.

(end of this chapter)

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