Chang’an Peasant Girl

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An Jing and Xiao Changyi didn't go back at noon, they just ate steamed wotou in the morning and a bowl of bamboo shoots.

Bamboo shoots and black fungus have been dried and stored. They are not afraid of running out of food, but eating bamboo shoots and black fungus every day makes them tired. Now they eat only a little of black fungus and bamboo shoots, and Xiao Changyi eats the rest. .

"Xiang Gong, won't you feel tired?" Jing Jing asked curiously when he saw Xiao Changyi destroying the remaining half of the bowl of bamboo shoots.

Xiao Changyi didn't say whether he was tired or not, but said lightly: "Think about the food I made before."

When An Jing thought that Xiao Changyi did not add oil and salt to cook, even if he added oil and salt, it would still be unpalatable. He couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing: "No wonder you don't get tired."

Gently patted Xiao Changyi's head, Jing Jing said again: "Master, don't worry, I won't let you cook in the future." She didn't want to abuse their stomachs again.

"Yeah." Xiao Changyi replied softly, while freeing a hand, he patted Quiet's head back.

Quietly crying and laughing: "It's your patent to dare to touch your head."

"No." Xiao Changyi didn't change his face. "It's your head, it's better to just touch her." He likes to touch her head, because then he will feel her docile, and she will only be docile to him.

"Bullshit," Jing Jing squinted at him, "You are my husband, of course I only let you touch my head. If anyone else dares to touch it, I won't chop off his hand!"

Xiao Changyi was extremely satisfied, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly: "En."

"After that, will you let me touch my head too?" Quiet said in a negotiating tone.

She had a dog at home before, and she liked to pet the dog when she was okay. Every time he touched her head, she felt itchy, and wanted to touch his head like her dog.

It seemed a little strange to just touch a man's head, so she endured it all the time.

Xiao Changyi was silent for a while before saying, "You'd better not touch it."

"Why?" An Jing immediately asked, very curious, both eyes lit up.

Xiao Changyi was silent again, and then whispered, "I feel like you are petting a dog."

Quiet: "" Her husband feels really accurate!

"Haha" Quietly sneered twice before saying honestly: "I did treat you as my dog ​​just now. I raised a dog in my original world."

Xiao Changyi: ""

Seeing Xiao Changyi, I don't know what to say about her, so I can't be quiet and happy: "Don't do this, I won't touch your head anymore."

Xiao Changyi immediately responded, "Yes."

"Pfft" Jingjing laughed outright and unconsciously patted Xiao Changyi on the shoulder. She originally planned to make fun of Xiao Changyi, but she saw the bright red on her hand unexpectedly, and the smile on her face disappeared instantly. trace.

Her hand just touched Xiao Changyi's shoulder, so the bright red was obviously stained from Xiao Changyi's shoulder.

Looking at the bright red on his hand, Jing Jing was stunned.

Because he was sweating profusely, the color of the fabric on his shoulders darkened, she thought it was the result of being soaked in sweat, and she didn't care much at all, but she didn't expect that it was not sweat, but blood.

His shoulder was bleeding, and it didn't take a second to know that the plow was pulled with a rope.

As soon as Xiao Changyi saw An Jing and found that his shoulder was bleeding, he quickly put the tableware and chopsticks back into the basket, pulled An Jing into his arms and comforted him softly, "Jing'er, I'm fine."