messenger from the wasteland

Chapter 229 Don't Do Things You Are Not Good at

Ann had a hard time enduring it, of course, not just because she had quit smoking recently.

It is also because of some weird things this guy learned after reading those girl comics at the beginning.

As Ann had agreed to before, she began to pursue her, at least at first glance, that was the pursuit.

If it's just like this, it's fine. What makes An headache is that Chu always likes to try some weird pursuit methods.

So An endured it very hard. As for whether she endured the initial impulse or something else, it is unknown, maybe it was a combination of both.

"So, this is what you said you wanted to try with me?"

By the fence of the wooden house, An leaned against the wall, looking at Chu who was sticking in front of her with one hand on the wall with a darkened face.

"Yes." Chu moved a little closer, almost pressing his face against An's, and nodded seriously: "Do you feel anything?"

Looking at the face close at hand, An's face turned red, and she didn't know if she was angry or what, she stretched out her hand and slapped Chu on the head.

"I feel like a fart. If you are free, you can help me weed the field. The seeds will be planted in the spring."

As she said that, she threw the basket and tools in her hands into Chu's hands.

Chu's neck shrank, and suddenly he lost the momentum just now, and took the tool in a daze.

"okay."

It seems that this method does not work.

She thought to herself.

After all, Ann is older, and she is still very different from the high school girls in the comics.

"Don't classify me as an older woman, bastard..."

An's voice came faintly from the side, Chu unconsciously shivered, and hurriedly ran towards the ground.

Seeing Chu ran away, An touched her cheeks that were still a little hot.

This idiot.

Shaking his head, he sat in the small courtyard and began to chop firewood.

I have to say that the weird ways at the beginning sometimes still work.

"Miss An."

Outside the small courtyard, a small figure came running.

It was the primary school student, and behind her were junior high school students and high school students.

Because it is a holiday, these students are always very idle every day, and today they should come to find An Hechu to go out to play again.

As for what to play, probably to play in the snow.

As of this morning, the snow had stopped, and thick snow piled up on the mountain roads and countryside, and the depth was even half a meter high.

Sure enough, that was the first sentence the elementary school student rushed in through the door.

"Sister An, let's go have a snowball fight."

There are stars in her eyes. Obviously, she has not seen such a large amount of snow in her young age.

Shy of strangers, she also became lively after getting acquainted with Tong An and Chu.

"Ah." Ann scratched her hair: "It's fine, but I have to finish what I'm doing first."

The wood in the yard was piled up like a mountain. She asked Chu to cut some firewood that day, but who would have thought that Chu would come back with a "mountain" on his back.

It's been several days now, and she hasn't been able to chop all the wood.

"We are also here to help." The elementary school student called directly.

"Huh?" The junior high school students and high school students looked at the wood that was almost half the height of the house, and put on a gesture of wanting to slip away.

However, the elementary school students had already run to An's side, and it was impossible for them to leave a child to work alone, so they walked up together helplessly.

It wasn't until noon, when they came back from the first weeding, that they almost finished cutting the remaining wood. The elementary school students had already gone to the side to chase the winter insects, and only the junior high school students and high school students were left exhausted.

Apologetically, An stayed with them to eat together. Because there were so many people, she made a lot at the beginning. In order to avoid suspicion, she also sat at the table and ate something.

"Ah, no matter how many times you eat it, the food made by Chujie is always so delicious." A junior high school student wiped the soup from the corner of his mouth and lay down by the table.

"Satisfied, satisfied."

Another junior high school student and a high school student were also lounging on the table. There is nothing more comforting than a full meal at work.

"Then let's go play!" The elementary school student seemed impatiently yelling, with such heavy snow, he must go out and play enough.

Several people looked at each other, smiled helplessly, and followed her out the door.

The school teacher who was the same age as Ann was sleeping at home so he didn't come. As the only reliable adult in the team, Ann had to take care of her more.

The snow was really heavy, and they stopped in front of a small hillside. The tens of centimeters of snow almost buried the little half of the primary school student's legs in it.

Different from adults, for children, a snow represents many things, it represents the beautiful scenery that may only be seen once a year, it represents the games that they can’t usually play, it represents a bit cold, but it will definitely be very cold. fun time.

Even the older children quickly got together with the elementary school students. They piled snowballs and had snowball fights.

Ann hadn't planned to join them, but when a snowball hit her in the face, she sneered and joined the fray.

But she is not a child after all, after playing for a while, she still sat aside a little tiredly.

Although tired, but with a smile on his face, it seems that he remembered some good memories.

Chu looked at An's hands that were red from the cold, and thought for a while.

Then, under An's surprised gaze, she cupped An's hand, put it to her mouth and blew.

This is also what she learned from comics.

At the beginning, he was very gentle and cautious in his movements.

But after blowing a few times, she realized that her body had no temperature and could not keep Ann warm.

She paused in embarrassment, she said softly.

"Feel sorry."

Seeing her, An was stunned for a while, then laughed out loud.

He held Chu's hand instead, and put his mouth on it.

She opened her warm lips, let out a breath of warmth, then rubbed her lips slowly and said.

"That's right."

The hands were cold at the beginning, but they gradually warmed up after An carefully rubbed them, but unfortunately she didn't feel anything.

If she could, she really wished she could feel something, but there was still nothing.

"Sister An, what are they doing?" the elementary school student looked in the direction of the two curiously and asked.

A junior high school student blushed and covered her eyes: "Children can't watch these, be careful to learn."

Another junior high school student folded his hands behind his head nonchalantly.

"What's the matter, I can blow it to you if you want."

And the high school student, as the only male, sat silently aside, making a snowman solemnly.

(End of this chapter)