Chapter 40 Nasal Soreness
Under the big banyan tree, seeing no familiar figure, Du Xiaozhu couldn't help but feel a little sour.

Knowing that he might have been delayed by something, he still couldn't help acting like an abandoned woman. What was the reason for it?

Du Xiaozhu didn't understand why after coming to this world, he felt that sometimes his emotions were beyond his control, and he became squeamish.

When Yang Xiuning came over, Du Xiaozhu had already waited for nearly a quarter of an hour, and her restless mood had calmed down. With nothing to do, she took out a red rope from her bag and slowly began to weave it.

Fingers dexterously shuttled between them, and when the last step was finished, Du Xiaozhu looked at his results with a smile, seeming very satisfied.

Looking up, I saw that familiar figure about ten feet away.

Du Xiaozhu hastily put the burden on his shoulder and walked towards him with big strides, almost trotting.

Yang Xiuning tightly held the thing in his hand, thinking about how to give it to her better, when Du Xiaozhu approached, a thin layer of sweat leaked from the palm of his hand, it turned out that he would also be nervous.

The breeze messed up a strand of hair on her forehead, Du Xiaozhu naturally put it back behind her ear, only then did Yang Xiuning see clearly that the blood-stained red flower she was wearing on her head was no longer the daytime one.

Although it is the same red color, it is much more delicate.

A familiar smell in the breeze lingered in Yang Xiuning's nose.

Yang Xiuning squeezed the stuff in his pocket, and put it in his waist without a sound.

The evening wind is warm, blowing two young hearts.The road that was originally not long seemed to have taken the two of them a lifetime.

next morning

Du Xiaozhu still woke up early, but the half of the bed was still empty.

She didn't know if Yang Xiuning went back to his room last night, or when he got up.

Du Xiaozhu looked around while washing, but there was no sign of Yang Xiuning in the courtyard, he couldn't help but feel a little doubt in his heart, something flashed through his mind so quickly that people couldn't catch it.

Only then did Du Xiaozhu take care of himself, Yang Xiuning also came in from the outside, with two buckets full of water on his shoulders, I dare say he went to fetch water early in the morning, no wonder no one was seen.

"Master, good morning!" Du Xiaozhu greeted with a smile.

Yang Xiuning just glanced at her and didn't say anything.

It was only then that Du Xiaozhu discovered that Yang Xiuning seemed to talk very little when he was at home, and he never even spoke when he could.

Although he only glanced at it, Yang Xiuning could see the difference between Du Xiaozhu and yesterday, the original silk flower was gone, there was only a simple white cloth on his head, his face was still pale as usual.

This woman is not stupid at all, if the younger sisters and the others see silk flowers that cost a few pennies a piece on her head, it will be a big mess.

Du Xiaozhu followed Yang Xiuning into the kitchen, saw him pour the water from the bucket into the water tank, the half full water tank was filled to the brim in an instant.

The remaining half bucket of water was placed by the stove, and Yang Xiuning went out again with the empty bucket.

Du Xiaozhu followed behind him curiously. It's not that Yang Xiuning didn't know that he had a little tail behind him, but let her follow if she wanted to. It wasn't a big deal, so he said nothing lazily.

Going back to the room, he picked up the dirty clothes he changed yesterday and threw them into the bucket, but when he saw the lotus root pink corners in the bucket, Yang Xiuning felt his temples bulge, and this woman actually piled up the dirty clothes with his again.

(End of this chapter)

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