How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight

  Chapter 720 The Unruly Returns, Like Sporadic Flowers (5)

   But she didn't mean to drop the oil bottle, she just covered her cloak more tightly and limped to the side.

As for Miao Hua, who was held in his arms by Wen Xien, his body, which was frozen and almost unconscious, was suddenly enveloped by the warm breath, the cold wind and flying snow were blocked, and the blood returned to temperature, and his hands and feet were finally conscious. .

   But he wasn't happy about it.

   Because this means that his heart calamity is related to Wen Xien, but unfortunately he really paid little attention to others before, so that in retrospect, he doesn't have much memory of Wen Xien at all.

   And if Wen Xien is really depraved, colluded with demons, and is a heinous person, how could he suddenly be kind and save a child.

  Miao Hua covered the complexity in his eyes, was hugged by Wen Xien quietly, and rushed somewhere in the snowstorm.

   He knew that Wen Xien should take himself to her place.

   He was well protected on the road. He didn't get a little snow, and his entire body was covered by a cloak, but a layer of snow condensed on Wen Xien's shoulders, his padded coat, and his hair.

  Wen Xien also lived in a small corner of the village. The yard was not big, and it was even a bit shabby.

  The inside of the yard is also very simple. Wen Xien took the child out of the cloak and put it on the not very thick quilt.

   The child kicked down and found that the cotton in the quilt was caked, leaving a pitiful layer of skin that did not keep warm at all.

   There is a kang under his body, and the whole room smells of poverty and shabbyness.

   Wen Xien took off the child's clothes. The child was too dirty and still wet.

   Wen Xien went to boil the water, and after it boiled, poured it out and mixed it with the cold water in the water tank, and used a large wooden basin to bathe the child.

  I don't know if the child is afraid of the cold. No matter how persuaded he doesn't take off his clothes, Wen Xien coaxed him for a while, but the child didn't get off the bed.

   Afraid that the child would catch a cold, Wen Xien had to force the child into the tub.

  This child is really pitiful, Wen Xien felt a little distressed: "Good, it will be uncomfortable if you don't take a bath."

The child's face was dark and yellow, and the eyebrows were a little unnatural. He was not a real child. On the contrary, he still did not know that someone who had lived for hundreds of years was actually being treated as a child to help bathe, no matter what he thought. weird.

   He was still making a fuss in the water, Wen Xien's clothes were soaked in a corner, her lips were frozen purple, but her tone was still gentle and patient.

   "Be obedient, don't move, the water will splash out and it won't be hot after a while."

  Miao Hua looked at her sickly pale face, and finally squatted in the big basin tremblingly, obediently letting Wen Xien clean his dirty body and knotted hair.

  Wen Xien can see all kinds of old and new scars on the child's body through the dim candle light.

   A five-year-old child who wants to live in a poor village can only survive for a few days by stealing and fighting with dogs. These scars are either frostbite or being beaten with wooden sticks.

  The child was so dirty that it took three basins of water to wash it off.

   picked up the towel soaked in hot water, gently scrubbed the child's body, wrapped the child tightly in a clean and old cotton coat, carried him to the bed, and dried his hair.

   In the process of being hugged, at such a close distance, he could clearly feel the protruding ribs on Wen Xien's body.

   The padded coat was worn out and not thick, so that he could clearly feel the thinness. Wen Xien was so thin.

In his sparse memory, he only remembered that this apprentice was calm and gentle, with no wrinkles on his plain-faced blue shirt. He always bowed slightly in front of him, and his gestures overlapped in front of him. It was a posture that could not pick out any flaws. like a pine tree.

   But now watching Wen Xien limping along, Miao Hua's heart was extremely complicated.

   Wen Xien went to another room to take a bath, wet ink hair was draped over his shoulders, Wen Xien went to cook a bowl of hot porridge.

   The child had frostbite on his hand, and it even festered a little because it was not treated properly. Wen Xien filled a bottle with hot water and stuffed it into the quilt to warm the child's hands.

   She carried the bowl and fed him little by little.

"You must have been hungry for a long time. You should eat some digestible food first. The child is growing, but I don't have any meat right now. You can go ahead and see if I can find some meat tomorrow. ."

Meat is extremely precious to Wen Xien now. She has never touched meat except for New Year's Eve. After all, the current economic situation is very poor. She always goes to the mountains to pick up some medicinal herbs or mushrooms and wild vegetables to buy on the street. If you are lucky, you might be able to catch a pheasant and hare.

   Maybe I have never eaten something so warm. The rice porridge has warmed Miao Hua's body and filled his stomach.

   Although the child is small, he has a big appetite and is full after eating two big bowls.

After I was full, sleepiness struck. Although the quilt was not very warm, it had a faint cold fragrance. With a warm bottle in my arms, I couldn't control my heavy eyelids, and I was dazed. Fell asleep.

  The child fell asleep, and Wen Xien hadn't gone to bed yet. She took some money and went back to buy some meat.

  Since he was kicked out of Qingxumen, Wen Xien has been wandering around, and finally fainted at the gate of this village because of lack of physical strength.

   She was seriously injured, and she was covered in blood when she first came to this village, so the people in the village didn't have a good impression of her, and they were even a little scared.

   In the end, she found a house in a corner of the village that seemed to have been abandoned for a long time.

  She doesn't have any skills, her health is not good, she is still lame, and her hands and feet are not good. Finally, she went to the mountains to pick some vegetables and food to sell on the street, so she could barely support herself.

The people in the village didn't welcome her as an outsider. Wen Xi also knew that she might scare the people here because she was covered in blood, so she would sometimes help them, or their children were sick. I will also go to their house to have a look. After all, Wen Xien is full of scriptures and can still solve this kind of minor illness.

   Over the past three years, the people in the village have a better and better impression of Wen Xien, and even occasionally come over to give gifts. Although the gifts are not expensive, they are a heartfelt gift.

   And the herbs collected will be sold to the shopkeeper of the pharmacy. The shopkeeper is a little old man and kind. Knowing that Wen Xien is hard and pitiful, he will give her a few more coins.

   (end of this chapter)