The farm life of a master of metaphysics

Chapter 37 The Vulnerability of Adults
"How can you say, you are my savior! There is no need to hide it in front of the savior!" Qin Jie joked, following Song Ying's words.

Song Ying laughed, but when she smiled, she felt sleepy.

"Qin Jie, can you help me into the room and lie down for a while! I think I'm so sleepy now!"

Seeing the tiredness on Song Ying's face, Qin Jie knew that she was exhausted.

After hesitating for a while, Qin Jie nodded: "How about I carry you on my back! Don't worry, I will be responsible for you!"

Song Ying realized something when she heard Qin Jie's words.

Smiling and shaking her head, Song Ying wanted to stand up by herself.

When Qin Jie saw it, he quickly stretched out his uninjured right hand and helped Song Ying stand up.

After Song Ying stood up, she looked at Qin Jie and smiled.

"Don't be responsible to me, you are helping me! You are not taking advantage of me! I can tell this clearly!"

Qin Jie glanced at Song Ying, didn't say anything, just held her arm and led her into the room.

After Song Ying fell asleep, Qin Jie helped her cover the quilt, and then exited Song Ying's boudoir.

Thinking of Song Zhi going to buy chicken, Qin Jie thought for a while, and then simply went to the kitchen to light a fire to boil hot water.

When Song Zhi came back, he brought two chickens back.

When I went to Xiao Shitou's house just now, Song Zhi gave money for ten chickens at once.

Catch two today, and then catch the remaining eight one after another.

When he was carrying the chicken and saw smoke coming from the stove, he thought Song Ying was going to light the fire again, so he hurried in.

"Hey! Mr. Qin, it's you! I didn't expect that you can also make fire!"

Seeing Song Zhi bring two chickens back, Qin Jie said with a smile, "I used to walk around with my grandfather and sleep in the wild in the mountains, so I know how to make a fire and how to eat!"

Song Zhi smiled embarrassingly, then looked at the pot.

"I know that chicken feathers need to be scalded, so I boiled hot water!" Qin Jie explained after seeing Song Zhi's eyes.

"Thank you so much!" Song Zhi thanked with a smile, "By the way, where is my girl?"

"Miss Song said she was a little tired, and asked me to help her into the house to rest!" Qin Jie said directly at this moment.

Song Zhi thought of his daughter's pale face before, and nodded: "It's time to rest! This girl, she is not in good health, and she still wants to save others! But it was really thrilling just now, and I don't know Dalei how is it now!"

After saying that, Song Zhi went out with the chicken, ready to kill it.

When Qin Jie saw it, he took the initiative to come out to help.

It just so happened that one injured his right hand and the other injured his left hand, and it was just right for the two of them to get together.

Song Zhi pressed the chicken with his legs, and pressed the head of the chicken hard with his left hand, while Qin Jie took the knife with his right hand and wiped the chicken's neck.

When the knife was cut down, the blood of the chicken flowed out and fell into a bowl below, and then died.

Then the two of them handled the chicken together with their left and right hands.

Song Zhi heaved a sigh of relief after a chicken was chopped into pieces and put into a pot for stewing.

"Thanks to having you here this time! When I went to the mountain to collect firewood last time, I accidentally picked up a pheasant and came back. At that time, in order to cook a pot of chicken soup for my daughter, I was exhausted with one hand. Just killing The chickens tried their best, and finally got two stones to press the pheasant down, and then tied the chicken's head with a palm leaf and tied it to a branch, holding a knife in the left hand, and then killed the chicken."

"Later, it was not easy to disembowel and chop the chicken into pieces! At that time, I cried secretly by myself! I really hated it at the time! I hated my father so hard, Take the scissors and poke my Tesuji directly! Without my right hand, I’m like a useless person! Look at me, now I rely on my daughter’s interpretation of divination to make money to support me!”

As he spoke, Song Zhi's eyes turned red.

God knows how difficult it was for him during this time, and how uncomfortable he was in his heart.

But no matter how hard he is, no matter how uncomfortable he is, he can't show it in front of his daughter Song Ying.

Because he is a man and a father, he has to support his children.

Qin Jie looked at Song Zhi, didn't say a word of comfort, but just patted Song Zhi's shoulder with his hand, giving a manly comfort.

In fact, before Qin Jie came to the village, he had asked someone to inquire about the situation of the Song family father and daughter in advance.

It was precisely because of inquiring, that he knew the situation of the Song family father and daughter, so he sent those things and Guajin.

So Qin Jie can still understand Song Zhi's discomfort at the moment.

Especially now that he is also a person who has injured one hand, he can better understand the inconvenience of Song Zhi's life after losing his right hand.

"Uncle Song, you have to look forward in everything! At least you, father and daughter, have escaped from the pit of fire, and now you have a new life. Although one of you hurt your right hand and the other is weak, over time, your health will both get better. Yes. By that time, everything will be fine!" Qin Jie thought for a while and said something like this.

Song Zhi nodded, and then wiped away the tears with his sleeve.

"Sorry, I'm sorry!"

"Uncle Song, ask me to do it together in the future! This way you can relax!" Qin Jie thought of something and said again.

"Okay! Then I won't be polite to you!" After such a talk, the relationship between the two people has become much closer.

When Song Ying woke up again, she was woken up by Song Zhi.

Originally Song Zhi couldn't bear to wake up Song Ying who was sleeping so soundly, but Qin Jie insisted on waking Song Ying up.

In Qin Jie's words, Song Ying's body was already weak, if she didn't eat something to go in, she might not be able to wake up after sleeping like this.

These words frightened Song Zhi, so Song Zhi hurried over to wake Song Ying up.

Seeing that Song Ying finally opened his eyes, Song Zhi breathed a sigh of relief.

Smelling the aroma of chicken soup coming from outside, Song Ying understood something after waking up.

"Father, I'm fine, don't worry! I slept just now, and I feel much better, but I'm a little hungry!" Song Ying said embarrassingly.

"Well, the food is ready, come out and eat some!" Song Zhi said, and put the lit oil lamp next to Song Ying: "When you get up, come out with the oil lamp! Dad is at the dining table Waiting for you over there!"

Not long after, Song Ying got up.

When she got to the dining table with the oil lamp, she saw a big pot of chicken soup and a plate of vegetables.

In addition, a bowl of fragrant rice was also served and placed on the table.

"Are you here? You must be very hungry! Sit down and eat!" Qin Jie was serving a meal at the moment, and when he saw Song Ying, he greeted him with a smile.

Song Ying nodded, picked up the chopsticks, picked up the bowl, put some chicken soup in the rice, and started eating.

(End of this chapter)