Doctor Xianggong, the goddess of poisonous belly

Chapter 596 Peace (1)
Tick ​​tock, tick tock...

Peace... peace!
Dongnuan suddenly woke up from the dream, his palms were covered with cold sweat, his face was terribly pale, and his breathing was very short, like a fish that was about to die of thirst, panting heavily.

But she is not a fish dying of thirst after all, even if it is a fish dying of thirst, there is still water at this time, because it is raining, but the rain falls outside the house.

And what made her so scared was just a dream, because she was lying on the bed well, and the room was very quiet, so quiet that only the sound of rain dripping outside could be heard.

It's raining……?
Dong Nuan therefore slowly sat up from the bed, and while sitting up, she stroked her already protruding belly with her hand, and only when she stood up did she raise her hand to wipe off the cold sweat on her forehead.

This is a simple and almost shabby hut. Everything in the house is new, but the style is old. The walls are also old wood. Although the window paper is newly pasted, the window lattice is The old ones are so old that the color of the wood itself can no longer be seen. The bed curtains are made of cotton, blue-gray, new and well washed, but the material is very ordinary at first glance, and it is only ordinary people. Materials are used, and the bronze mirror used for women's dressing is also dim and yellow, and the frame of the bronze mirror is very rough. It is not difficult to see that the whole house is the house of ordinary poor people.

There are two roses in this pot on the window sill. Although they are not blooming very well, they are very energetic.

I was afraid that rain would come into the house through the window, so I closed the window to keep the winter warm. Before leaving, I did not forget to take a small copper pot next to the rose flower and pour some water into the flowerpot. It opened very well, and a faint smile appeared on her pale face.

The door of the house is also old, whether it is opened or closed, the door hinge will make a creaking sound, but such a door has not been replaced, as if the owner is unwilling to replace a new door.

Outside the door is a main room with a square meter of two feet. The furnishings in the main room are as simple as the room just now. Although simple, every place is very clean, without cobwebs or dust.

There are few furniture in the main room, and they are all neatly arranged.

There is a square table in the center of the main room. The square table is old. Of the four benches placed around the table, two are old and two are new. In the east corner of the main room, there is a rattan three-layer small cabinet. The small cabinet is so old that it has mold spots, but the host still puts it in the main room. It can be seen that this should be important to the host. things.

Beside the small rattan cabinet and facing the main door is a rectangular wooden platform. It is more accurate to say that it is a wooden board rather than a wooden platform. The wooden board is very thick but very old, and it is firmly nailed to the wall. Yes, so it can be used as a table.

There is also a pot of Chinese roses on the table. There are three big red roses in bloom. Word - peace.

There is a lot of dust on this wooden board, which is very thick, but no one wipes it, as if he is reluctant to wipe it.

Just because the words on it were written with burnt firewood, as long as they are rubbed off, they will disappear.

It's warm in winter so naturally I don't want to wipe it.

The room where Dongnuangu was just now is on the east side of the main room, and there is another door on the west side of the main room, which proves that there is another room on the west side of the main room.

The doors of the two rooms open to the main room, facing each other.

Dong Nuan left the room just now and walked towards the opposite room.

The door of the opposite room was slightly closed, and it was also an old door that creaked, but there was a faint smell of soup in the room, although it was faint, it couldn't be dispelled no matter what.

The decoration of this room is almost the same as that of the room in the east, except that there is no bronze mirror in this room, and there is an extra long table with pens, ink, paper and inkstones on the long table. The beige rice paper was spread out, the four corners of the paper were pressed by a paperweight, and a book with a blue cover was turned upside down on the desk, and there were half-excerpted words on the paper.

The bed was placed on the opposite side of the long case. The bed was hung with a light gray curtain, which was hung on a copper hook. There was a person lying on the bed, covered with a thin mattress.

Dong Nuan, since she just took the first step after getting out of bed, her steps seemed a little eager, and the expression in her eyes was quite flustered, until she sat down on the side of the bed and saw the person lying on the bed , the panic in her eyes calmed down.

The person on the bed seemed to be in a deep sleep, so that he didn't move at all, as if he didn't notice that someone had come to him at all.

Indeed, he didn't notice.

Because, indeed, he slept very soundly, so deep that if he hadn't been breathing lightly, and if he hadn't been beating weakly, no one would believe him if he was said to be a dead body.

I saw that his temples were cut like knives, his nose was straight like a cliff, his eyebrows were like sharp swords, and his hair was like black ink. If he could see his eyes again, he must be a beautiful young man who is as beautiful as a picture, but unfortunately, at this moment, his eyes are so beautiful. With his eyes closed, even though his complexion is as pale as frost and his cheeks are extremely thin, it is not difficult to see the mid-autumn moon look and his sensuality when he is awake.

It was Si Jixia who was lying on the bed.

This is not anywhere else, it is the home on Xiaoxi Mountain in Shuiyue County that he and Dong Nuangu had agreed on a long time ago.

And now, it's autumn.

It was early summer when they arrived in Yuncheng, and it was mid-summer when they left Yuncheng. Now, not only has autumn entered, but it is almost mid-autumn.

It's just that they talked and laughed when they went to Yuncheng, what about when they left?

"Peace." Dong Nuangu stared at Si Jixia's face, stretched out his hand to hold Si Jixia's hand under the quilt, and held it lightly but tightly, with a gentle and soft expression like the softest sunlight in spring, only listening to her softly say, "Go down It’s raining, do you hear me? Do you feel cold? Do you want an extra mattress?”

No one answered.

Dongnuan still smiled softly, not waiting for Si Jixia's answer at all, holding his hand with one hand, and stroking Si Jixia's cheek with the other, still smiling: "You must not have heard the sound of rain, look at you fell asleep so deeply."

Still no one answered.

Dongnuan therefore took Si Jixia's hand, placed it on her already protruding abdomen, spread his palm, let his palm gently caress her abdomen, and said softly to him: "Touch her." Take a look and see if there is any change from yesterday? Hmm...it seems to be the same, there is no difference."

(End of this chapter)