Chapter 45
Lu Xiaobai didn't stop and ran directly to the village chief's house. Before he even opened the door, he shouted breathlessly: "Uncle, village chief..."
The village chief sat in the yard with his back to Lu Xiaobai, sharpening a heavy machete in preparation for slaughtering pigs.
He sharpened the knife for a while and was just about to pick it up to test its edge when he heard Lu Xiaobai calling him. He subconsciously turned around and saw that he was running breathlessly. Worried that he might be pregnant and hurt himself, he frowned and said angrily, "I told you to slow down, why are you still running so fast?"
Lu Xiaobai originally came to hide from He Qin, but he didn't expect the village chief to be so terrifying. He turned his head with a sullen face and looked at him fiercely, holding a shiny machete in his hand. He was so scared that he slipped and sat down on the ground.
The village chief then realized that he had frightened someone with a knife, and quickly stood up and ran over: "Hey, I'm not..."
Lu Xiaobai watched the village chief running towards him with a knife in his hand. His face turned even paler than before he arrived. He turned around, got up, and ran: "Ahhh He Qin, help me..."
The village chief quickly dropped his knife, rushed over, grabbed Lu Xiaobai's arm, and slapped him on the head: "What are you yelling about? You're almost deafening my ears!"
Lu Xiaobai was caught and hit on the head. Although it didn't hurt, he became much more obedient. He squatted down with a wronged look on his face, looking at the village chief with tears in his eyes. He tried to hold back his tears and asked in a low voice: "Uncle village chief, what are you doing with a knife?"
The village chief was puzzled by him. When he saw him squatting down, he let him go and asked with a frown, "I'm sharpening my knife to kill the pig. What are you doing? Do you think I want to kill you?"
Killing pigs?
Was it my misunderstanding?
But killing pigs...
Lu Xiaobai burst out laughing, and tears followed. He wiped his tears while laughing, slowly stood up, and said with a pout: "I'm not that stupid. I, I just had a quarrel with He Qin, and he wanted to hit me."
"He dares!"
The village chief pulled the man into the yard and took a small stool for him to sit on. "Don't be afraid. Today we'll be at my house. Let's see if he dares to hit you again. But why are you guys having a conflict again?"
After the village chief settled Lu Xiaobai, he picked up the knife and continued sharpening it.
Lu Xiaobai didn't want to talk about He Qin. He shook his head and didn't answer. Then he asked curiously, "Uncle Village Chief, where are you going to kill the pig?"
Speaking of slaughtering pigs, the village chief was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling. "There's a special stove for slaughtering pigs on the lawn outside the village. Your aunts and uncles have gone to boil water. I'll go over after I sharpen my knife. Are you coming? He Qin will be there too. If he doesn't bring anyone with him, you won't get any meat."
Lu Xiaobai had never seen a pig being slaughtered before, and originally wanted to join in the fun, but when he heard that He Qin was going too, he didn't dare to do so.
He kicked He Qin, and He Qin would definitely punish him.
He sat on the bench and shook his head fearfully: "No, I won't go..."
The village chief said sullenly, "What are you afraid of? I'm here, so why are you afraid of him hitting you?"
Although He Qin wouldn't beat him up because the village chief was there, he just didn't want to go. He pouted and shook his head: "No, I just won't go."
The village chief was also busy, and seeing that he really didn't want to go, he quickly pulled him into the kitchen, poured some charcoal into an iron basin to make a fire for him, and put a sweet potato on the side to roast.
"It's a bit cold here. If you want to play, don't run around. Rinse by the fire and eat some sweet potatoes. We'll kill the pig and divide the meat and then come back."
After the village chief finished speaking, he touched his head, then walked out with a knife and a smile.
Lu Xiaobai looked at the village chief's back, then looked at the charcoal fire in the small iron basin in front of him. He was a little confused as to why no one was bullying him now. He also felt like crying.
Lu Xiaobai sniffed, stretched out his hands to warm the fire, and hoped that the sweet potatoes would cook quickly. He had never eaten such roasted sweet potatoes before.
“Haha~”
Lu Xiaobai yawned. He was woken up by He Qin in the middle of the night last night. After he fell asleep, he kept having some strange dreams, which made him unable to sleep well all night.
So, now that it gets warmer, I start to feel sleepy.
As he roasted the little head, it nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and almost fell into the brazier after a few nods.
He was startled and quickly moved the small stool to the wall, and then took a stick to move the brazier over there.
Then he leaned against the wall, warmed himself by the fire and fell asleep.
When He Qin came over with a sullen face, he saw the silly boy sleeping soundly against the wall without even a piece of clothing on.
He walked over and squatted beside Lu Xiaobai. He found that one side of the sweet potatoes in the basin was burnt, so he quickly helped him turn them over.
Then, he pinched Lu Xiaobai's face and said, "You're quite good at hiding."
I don’t know if it was because he was too sleepy, but He Qin pinched him, but he didn’t wake up.
Seeing that he was unconscious, He Qin reached out and held his chin and looked at him carefully.
Lu Xiaobai is good-looking, with fair and tender skin, and the bright red pregnancy mole adds a bit of charm to his handsome and innocent face.
Her pouting and coquettish look on normal days is irresistible, and now that she is asleep, people want to possess her even more.
He Qin stared at the half-open little mouth for a moment, then lowered his head and kissed it...
Lu Xiaobai felt a little suffocated while sleeping. He tilted his head and took a deep breath, then changed to a comfortable position and continued sleeping.
Only after he had a good sleep did he rub his eyes, slowly stretch out his hand and yawn: "Ah... The village chief's house is so warm, hey, my sweet potatoes..."
Lu Xiaobai was in a daze, and suddenly remembered that his sweet potatoes should be cooked. He was about to take them, but when he opened his eyes, he found something was wrong.
"He, He Qin..."
The moment Lu Xiaobai saw He Qin, he felt unwell. His whole body was stiff and he dared not move, with sweat pouring down his forehead.
Is this still the village chief’s house?
When did he run into He Qin's arms, and He Qin didn't throw him out?
He wanted to turn around and look, but he didn't dare...
I don’t know what happy things happened to He Qin, but he looked pretty good, with a hint of a smile on his face, and his tone of voice was a little gentler.
"Did you sleep well?"
He Qin is gentle?
This frightened Lu Xiaobai, and he reached out and slapped He Qin's face: "Don't, don't do that, it looks so weird, like you're trying to murder me, you should just keep a dark face."
He Qin: ...
Taking advantage of the moment when He Qin was speechless, Lu Xiaobai quickly struggled out of his arms.
He originally wanted to run, but he knew he couldn't run away, and even if he ran now, what would he do at night?
They have to sleep together at night, so even if they can avoid the first day, they can't avoid the fifteenth.
Thinking of this, Lu Xiaobai sat down obediently on a small bench on the side, lowered his head and said nothing, wanting to wait for He Qin to speak first.
But He Qin also kept a sullen face and said nothing, feeling very angry and embarrassed for a moment.
Lu Xiaobai also looked down and saw the sweet potatoes that had shrunk a lot in the basin. He really wanted to taste them. Besides, they smelled so good...
He swallowed and waited for a long time. He Qin didn't say anything. He raised his head and asked tentatively, "Are you still going to settle the score? If not, I want to eat a sweet potato first."
He Qin: ...
I miss those people around me who could understand my thoughts with just one look!
He Qin sighed inwardly, took out the sweet potato from the dying brazier, dusted it off and handed it to Lu Xiaobai.
Seeing He Qin helping him, Lu Xiaobai's initial fear and worry about being alone disappeared. He smiled and took the sweet potato and smelled it: "It smells so good."
After saying that, Lu Xiaobai broke the sweet potato in half, took one half and placed it in He Qin's hand, saying, "Here you go. I didn't mean to kick you today. It was you who pissed me off. Besides, you also hit me before, so we're even. This half is for you to eat. Don't be mean to me in the future."
After Lu Xiaobai finished speaking, he took a bite of his sweet potato and then touched his tight lips. He didn't know what was going on, but he felt very uncomfortable. They were even a little swollen when he touched them.
He looked at the sweet potato in his hand in confusion, and thought while eating, why is his mouth swollen after eating a sweet potato? Is it poisonous?
Thinking of this, Lu Xiaobai looked at He Qin eagerly: "Eat quickly!"
He Qin looked at the sweet potato in his hand with mixed feelings.
Most of the food he ate on a daily basis was tested for poison by Lingyi using a silver needle before use.
But now, looking at Lu Xiaobai's expectant eyes, he suddenly felt relieved. Who would harm him in such a remote place?
After thinking about it, He Qin lowered his head and took a bite of the sweet potato.
It was very sweet and sticky. Although the ingredients were ordinary, it was better than any delicacies he had ever eaten, and he couldn't help but take a few more bites.
But he didn't know why. He had clearly eaten the sweet potatoes according to Lu Xiaobai's wishes, so why did Lu Xiaobai's eyes show disappointment?
Lu Xiaobai saw that He Qin had eaten several bites of sweet potatoes, but his lips still didn't change, which meant that the sweet potatoes were not poisonous. Then what was wrong with his mouth?
He touched it again, but it was a pity that there was no mirror, otherwise he could see what was wrong.
But never mind, it's just some bug bite at most, it will be fine after a while.
Lu Xiaobai gave it a try and continued eating his sweet potatoes.
However, after he took a bite, he suddenly remembered that He Qin would prick his food with a needle every time he ate, so he smiled and said, "You know, every time you ate, Brother Lingyi would prick your food with a needle. It was like the emperor eating, and he would even use a silver needle to test for poison in advance. How narcissistic."
He had seen these things in TV dramas, but he never thought that they would also happen in ordinary ancient families, so he wanted to laugh.
Hearing this, He Qin was stunned for a moment before asking, "...What do you mean?"
Lu Xiaobai stuffed the last bite of sweet potato into his mouth, puffing up his lips as he said, "Exactly. I think most emperors think too much. Why would so many people want to kill them? Isn't it because they think they are too noble, and others are jealous of them and want to steal their things? They are also suspicious of others every day. What else can this be but narcissism?"
He Qin raised his hand and touched the sweet potato residue at the corner of Lu Xiaobai's mouth. With a somewhat unpleasant expression, he asked, "Don't you think being an emperor is great? If you had the chance to be an emperor, would you give it up?"
"Besides power and money, what else is good about it?"
Lu Xiaobai flipped the brazier with a stick, revealing the last few flames in the ashes. He pouted and said, "If I had the chance to become emperor, I would first make some money and hide it. When the time comes, I will secretly run away and live a free and happy life."
He Qin: ...
Sure enough, I can’t communicate with Lu Xiaobai using ordinary people’s thinking.
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