Several days have passed since the snow fell, and the ground is still a vast expanse of white. Fortunately, the sky has cleared, and the bright sunlight makes the snow shine.
Xia's mother examined the clothes and found a palm-sized tear at the waist button of the top, revealing the thin cotton inside.
"You silly child, how did you get cut?"
Tong Su said, "I went to fetch firewood, but I tripped and fell. I tried to dodge to the side, but I got caught on a nail and it tore my skin."
Xia's mother chuckled: "So clumsy. It's good that your hands aren't injured. It doesn't matter that your clothes are torn. I'll embroider some patterns for you. Do you want bamboo or clouds?"
"I want bamboo!" Tongsu said with a smile. Xia's mother shook her head, took the cotton-padded jacket, and began to sew. Before long, a clump of emerald green bamboo swayed gently on the hem of the jacket.
"Mom, you can embroider? It's so beautiful!"
As Xia's mother reeled in the thread, she said, "Back when I hadn't met your father, I made a living with my aunt. She was very good at embroidery, so we made a living by sewing handkerchiefs and selling them to rich people in the city."
"And then what happened?"
"Later, your aunt died of illness, and I became a refugee. I learned that your father had saved me. By then, your father had joined His Majesty's army as a centurion. When they conquered Yingzhou and were distributing grain, I went with a group of beggars to beg for food, and that's how I met him..."
As Xia's mother spoke, her eyes filled with sorrow, and her eyes reddened slightly as she shook her head: "Forget it, it's all in the past now. The clothes are sewn up, so put them on quickly and don't catch a cold."
Tong Su responded and put on her coat. Xia's mother was tidying up her needlework when she turned around and saw the little wolf cub lying at the door. She laughed and said, "Look at Xiao Hei, it's lying there listening to the story and it's completely engrossed in it."
What do you mean, "Little Black"?
Jin Wenting was reluctant to move. It wasn't that he was engrossed in the story; he was just still reeling from the shock and his emotions were complicated, so he didn't move.
Xia Qingzhai—he learned her name from Xia's mother's conversations with Tongsu—it turns out she was a...young girl?
Then why was she dressed as a man? And she dared to go into the mountains alone to chop firewood! How old is she? Is she even twelve or thirteen? Doesn't she know that there are many wild animals in the mountains, and that it's very dangerous?
Tong Su walked over briskly, picked up Jin Wenting and held him in her arms, weighing him in her arms.
"People say 'pigskin and dog bones, three days and two days,' which means that puppies heal quickly when they are injured. Puppies' bones grow easily, and a fracture usually forms a callus in about half a month and heals in about a month. He is a wolf, with a strong wild nature, so he will definitely heal even faster."
Jin Wenting shifted uncomfortably, but no matter how he tried to avoid it, he couldn't escape the slight softness beneath him, nor the faint fragrance that wafted into his nose.
He became increasingly nervous and agitated. If it weren't for his short hair covering his face, people would have already noticed that his face was slightly flushed.
If it were a few days ago, he would have taken a bite right now.
Dare to hug him?
court death!
But now that he knows it's a girl, he's too embarrassed to bite down.
In any case... she was the one who saved him.
Speaking of which, Xia Qingzhai is quite strange. When he put a splint on his fractured hind leg and bandaged it, his technique was so skilled that it seemed like he had studied medicine!
She was quick and precise, and she paid close attention to nourishing his diet. Even without medication, with this consistent approach, he recovered very quickly.
but……
Jin Wenting frowned slightly.
She mentioned in a conversation with her mother that her father was a centurion in the army shortly after her grandfather took his oath—that was the elite force.
Even if the father dies, the wives and daughters of elite military officers would receive a substantial pension. How could they end up in the countryside, where their daughters would have to dress as men to support their families?
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