Nongwomen's Spring

Chapter 64
Although this child is only ten years old, he is considered a boy. How could he ask his wife to help a boy undress? Even if he was killed, he would not agree. Xiaoqian has never helped him undress.

At this time, if Zhang Qian heard Liu Jun's heartfelt thoughts, she would definitely poke his forehead with her hand, laughing at him for thinking wildly.

Zhang Qian saw that he was so persistent, so she shook her hands and handed over the matter to him, while she went to get the hot water in the basin. By the way, when Liu Jun was not paying attention, she took out a small bottle from her pocket. I poured a little fresh water from the grass garden.

As soon as the fur handkerchief was wrung out, Zhang Qian heard Liu Jun's exclamation with sharp ears, and she ran over with the wrung out handkerchief, "What's wrong?"

As soon as she finished speaking, her eyes inadvertently glanced at the small body of the little boy on the bed. The shocking wounds were of different sizes, deep and shallow. One could tell at a glance that some sharp weapon was used to make it look like this.

What made Zhang Qian even more unbelievable was that these injuries were added bit by bit, which means that the little boy must have been tortured for a long time before he fainted.

"Okay, my husband, let's clean his wound." Zhang Qian patted Liu Jun who was in a daze, and ordered him softly.

Liu Jun quickly recovered, nodded, took the wool handkerchief from Zhang Qian's hand, and carefully cleaned the wound for the little boy.

There were dozens of wounds of various sizes, and it took Liu Jun almost half an hour to clean the wounds.

In the kitchen, Zhang Qian planned to cook some porridge for the little boy who fell asleep in the room. The porridge was boiled with clear water from the grass garden.

"Aren't you awake yet?" After the porridge was ready, Zhang Qian filled a bowl and brought it in. In the room, Liu Jun stayed by his side.

Seeing that the porridge in her hand was steaming, Liu Jun hurried forward to take it, put it on the table, glanced at the little boy on the bed and shook his head, "No, but I just said some nonsense, and then Fall asleep."

"Well, if he wakes up later, give him this bowl of porridge, it will be good for his wound." Zhang Qian pointed to the hot porridge on the table and said.

Liu Jun nodded, grabbed Zhang Qian's right hand with one hand, and stroked her tender palm a few times with his thumb, "Don't be too tired, just leave it to me here."

Zhang Qian blushed, and returned him a coquettish and shy smile, glanced at the little boy on the bed, explained a few words, turned and left the room.

In the evening, the little boy slowly woke up. Zhang Qian heard Liu Jun's shout and walked in. Just in time to see the coldness in the little boy's eyes, Zhang Qian immediately saw that although the little boy was young, his mind was strong. It's not easy.

"You're awake, how do you feel?" Since he was not simple-minded, Zhang Qian also felt that she didn't need to treat him like a weak patient, so she opened the skylight to him.

"It was you who saved me?" The little boy's hoarse voice escaped from his throat, and a pair of defensive eyes were always on Zhang Qian and Liu Jun.

His look made Zhang Qian feel very uncomfortable. I really didn't expect that this little guy looked like a monster, but he was so thoughtful, treating everyone in the world as an imaginary enemy.

"We saved you. We want to know why you passed out in the woods." Zhang Qian stared at him and asked.

The boy's expression changed immediately, and he wanted to stretch out his hands to sit up several times, but finally he lay back on the bed because of the injury on his body, but stared at Zhang Qian with sinister eyes.

"You don't need to know about me." After a long time, the boy gritted his teeth and said this sentence.

Zhang Qian sneered, if they hadn't been soft-hearted and saved him, she wouldn't have bothered to take care of his troubles, if she hadn't been worried that his troubles would bring them, she wouldn't have bothered to ask him.

"Of course I won't take care of your affairs. I just want to know if the troubles behind you will affect our family. We don't want to get into trouble just to save you." Zhang Qian said coldly.

"You..." The little boy blushed with anger from Zhang Qian's ruthless words, not to mention how good-looking he was, but his current cold appearance, paired with his handsome face, seemed a bit weird. up.

Seeing that he was still able to stare at her, Zhang Qian could see that his injuries seemed to have healed a lot, probably because the spring water she took out had worked.

If it wasn't for Liu Jun who was by her side, afraid that he would see something, she had to add a little bit of ordinary water to dilute the spring water, which greatly reduced the medicinal effect of the spring water.

Zhang Qian really wanted to heal the little boy's injury at once, and then let him get out of her house quickly, lest the trouble of this boy come to her house.

"Here is a bowl of porridge. I think you are quite strong. We won't serve you anymore. Let's drink this bowl of porridge by ourselves." Zhang Qian pointed to the white porridge on the bedside table and said.

The little boy looked up, then lowered his head awkwardly, trying to hide his expression of being very hungry.

How could he swallow his saliva desperately to escape Zhang Qian's eyes, shook his head and smiled, turned around and held Liu Jun's hand, the couple looked at each other and smiled, and left the room.

As soon as the door was closed, Zhang Qian and Liu Jun, who were standing outside and hadn't gone far, heard the sound of spoons colliding with rice bowls from the inner room, and they could tell how fiercely the people inside were eating.

The couple had just finished their dinner when the little boy who had been hiding in the room came to the dining room with some difficulty while holding on to the wall.

The little boy still had a stinky face, as if someone owed him a lot of silver and didn't pay him back. He dragged him in, his eyes almost squinting at him.

"I know you saved me, I, I am very grateful to you, but, I beg you, don't drive me out of here, I, I have no other place to go." These words should have a begging tone , but when it came out of this little boy's mouth, it changed in a different way.

Zhang Qian looked at him and asked, "Give me a reason for taking you in. You have also seen my house. It's not very rich. We won't support idlers."

"I can learn anything, I'm very smart, and I can learn it at once." The little boy pouted his lips, obviously not convinced that Zhang Qian looked down on him.

"Okay, I'll give you a chance, but you are injured now. After you recover from your injury, I will give you things to do. By the way, what's your name?" Zhang Qian looked at him and asked.

The little boy hesitated, opened his mouth and said a name, "My name is Xiaoyu."

"Okay, I will call you Xiaoyu from now on, you are still injured, go back to your room to rest, you have to get well soon, recover your body as soon as possible and repay my husband and I for saving your life." Zhang Qian looked at him with a smile, and there was a trace of calculation under the smile.

"I see, I'm leaving." Xiaoyu gritted his teeth and glared at Zhang Qian. He responded with a calm face, turned around and went back to the room with difficulty.

(End of this chapter)