Ugly peasant girl in space

Chapter 443 Alone (2)
The rainy night in the deep mountains is still a bit scary, the wind blows the leaves rustling, and there is a cry similar to a resentful woman, Qingli imagines it herself, suddenly a face is covered with blood, only white eyes, The female ghost with long hair dragging the floor appeared, how did she react? Thinking of watching so many ghost movies in modern times, she frightened herself, and still shuddered a few times. She stood up and came to the entrance of the tree hole, but it was still silent. Quietly, there was no trace of the devil Chunyu.

It is quiet in the tree hole, if you can wash, on a soft bed, covered with a silk quilt, and light an oil lamp, watching the rain like this is also a kind of enjoyment. At this time, Qingli can only sit on the cold hard ground, shivering all over , waiting for Chunyu Wen's return.

"Squeak..."

In the darkness, under Qingli's head, it turned out to be the little squirrel. After being drenched in the rain, the original fluffy tail became a thin strip. The small eyes were particularly bright at night, and they looked very flexible. In front of Qingli, two little paws were still holding a handful of pine nuts.

"You little guy, you are so sweet."

Qingli and the little squirrel pressed their faces together, and then cracked a pine nut, which was very oily. Although she didn't like to eat it very much, she still felt warm in her heart when she was able to brave the rain to get something on this cold rainy night.

"Squeak..."

The little squirrel sat beside Qingli, its hair was wet by the rain, and its small body became thinner and shivering. Qingli held it in the palm of his hand and said a few words, regardless of whether it could understand or not, I sent the little squirrel directly into the space, and I will put more in later so that I can have a companion with it.

"Is it too long to wait? I'm going to deal with the pheasants and hares."

When Chunyu came in, he carried a big cloth bag with linoleum cloth, which contained a lot of firewood. He quickly built a circle with stones, and then put the firewood in the middle. After several experiments, he lit the pile of firewood. It also became bright in the tree hole.

Chunyu Wen's clothes were already soaked, and water was still dripping down. He had been standing at the entrance of the tree to work, afraid that the water brought in by his clothes would make the inside damp, and he didn't take them off until the fire was finished. Outer shirt, facing the tree hole, squeezed a handful of water.

"Is your wound okay?"

Qingli looked suspiciously, the devil Chunyu was still wearing a white undershirt, the wound on his back could not be seen, it had not been long since the last stitch, and he started riding again recently, I don't know if the wound has burst.

"fine."

Chunyu Yan sat in the direction of the tree hole, blocking part of the cold wind for Qingli, the firewood was burning very well, she sat beside her, feeling the warmth, and the riding clothes on her body dried quickly.

"Wait a minute, you can eat."

Chunyu Fan had a serious expression, staring straight at the roasted pheasant and a roasted rabbit on the fire, turning back and forth non-stop. In this rainy day, both the pheasant and the hare ran back to their nests, and it was dark and the road was slippery. I lost my way, so I had to search nearby. Fortunately, I got two pheasants and one hare, which were considered fat and should be enough to eat.

"Let me come, you'd better bake your clothes quickly, it's still dripping."

Qingli Conscience realized that it was not easy for Chunyu to be the devil. The wound was soaked in rain for a long time and it was easy to get inflamed, so she took two steps forward and quickly took the roast chicken and the roast rabbit, which had been pickled with salt, and the oil had already baked on them. It was golden and yellow, and the oil splashed into the fire and made a sizzling sound.

"it is good."

The light of the fire made Chunyu Wen's cold and hard outline slightly softer. The long black hair was drenched by the rain, and it was softly attached to his forehead. He had a high nose bridge and deep eyes. Although he didn't say anything, Qingli just felt that , I feel very safe by his side, it may be an invisible aura, I feel depressed from the beginning, slowly, Qingli has gotten used to it, she looks at him from the corner of her eye, sits on the ground, her spine is straight, her sitting posture is always so The rigor, she has never seen him fight on the battlefield, but she can imagine it.

After Chunyu Fan dried his coat, he stood up and walked to Qingli's side, and put it on her body naturally, "Rainy nights are very cold, don't catch the wind and cold."

"But, you..."

Qingli wanted to refuse, but a black coat was already firmly draped over her shoulders, perhaps because of psychological effects, the coat was warm, and there was a warm smell of being roasted by the fire.

Chunyu Wen nodded, didn't say much, and returned to the opposite side of Qingli, he slowly took off his underwear, under the firelight, revealing the blistered and whitish wound on his back, although it didn't split open, it was still there. Some redness and swelling, if not treated in time, will definitely become inflamed and even infected.

Qingli wanted to open her mouth to say something, but she couldn't say it, she still couldn't understand the thoughts of the ancients, what is loyal to the emperor, dedicated to death, some people, such as Chunyu Motou, just don't care about their bodies, like an iron wall, It doesn't matter if you get hurt.

"You come and continue to bake."

Qingli stood up, and handed the roast chicken and rabbit to Motou Chunyu, and she took the underwear from him again, found a clean branch to hang, and kept controlling the water downwards, so that the clothes could be dried Hurry up, this kind of rainy night in the deep forest, with gusts of cold wind, it is impossible to stay up all night without clothes.

"it is good."

Chunyu Wen nodded, watching Qingli standing up, pulling the branches, shaking his clothes on the side of the fire, with a smile in his eyes, his little wild cat is the same as those hypocritical and contrived ladies. It's different, looking at the action of drying clothes, there is a kind of domineering.

The two of them just sat opposite each other silently, Chunyu Fan only hoped that time could pass more slowly, and more slowly, if possible, it would be good to just live like this for a lifetime.In the past, he knew his future path as long as he could remember. After becoming a general, he had to cultivate [-] kinds of martial arts since he was a child. He just didn't want to lose face for Chunyu's family. At the age of ten, he went to the battlefield to kill the enemy, climbed out of the dead, and was on the front line of life and death many times, and then survived. He didn't know what he wanted, and he didn't think about his future life.

A few years ago, after visiting Fengyang once, he seemed to have something else in his heart. Those ordinary farmers, women and farmers, were busy working in the fields, with happy smiling faces at harvest time, no fighting, simple, weaving and plowing, Self-sufficiency, such a small day is very beautiful, at least you don’t have to worry about the border like him, worry about the 30 troops under him, worry about food, worry about the court...

"Hey, turn it over, or it will be mushy!"

Qingli looked at Motou Chunyu suspiciously, he couldn't be sneaking out, the roast chicken and rabbit in his hand hadn't been turned over for a while, the oil on it was almost dry, this man was still sitting motionless, and Like statues.

Chunyu Wen was pulled back from fantasy by Qingli to reality, he looked down at the roast chicken and rabbit, and turned them over neatly, but there was still no special expression on his face, Qingli suspected that she was wrong.

(End of this chapter)