Chapter 117 Chronological Articles (15)
Chu Yun didn't understand where the money came from, but Chu Yang came over and understood immediately after wiping his hair.
This was given by Wang Guilan. She was afraid that Wang Guifang would not accept it. The two hundred yuan was used as Lu Ting’s food money for the next two months.
"Brother...what should we do?"
"Give it to our mother, don't worry about it."
A few cents are enough for a meal, and two hundred yuan is a huge amount of money. I guess no one in the family can even come up with twenty yuan in cash now.
Wang Guifang likes to save money in a bankbook.
"Mom...look."
Chu Yun gave the money to Wang Guifang. Wang Guifang took the money with a serious look on her face and hid it in a secret place without telling them.
My eldest sister is still too polite. Isn't it just two months of food? Although she is not as rich as their family, Wang Guifang can still afford to take care of the food.
It's easy to send the money back, but Xiaoting will feel uneasy staying here. Wang Guifang thought about waiting for the child to leave before returning the money.
The meal started as soon as Lu Ting finished taking a shower. Wang Guifang made some mashed garlic and added vinegar as a dipping sauce.
The dumplings are made with fennel and lard, which tastes very fragrant and oily.
She made a lot of dumplings, each one was very big, and also had a big bowl of dumpling soup. She said that the meal was not complete until the original soup and the original food were used.
Only Chu Yun hadn't taken a shower yet. He had sweated during the day, so Wang Guifang asked him to eat first and then take a shower.
"I've never seen you so clean before. I wish you hadn't showered for a month. The chapped skin on your body must be a foot thick! Eat first, then wash!"
Chu Yun’s eyes darkened. Mom was so annoying… Did she have to insult him like this in front of outsiders?
Lu Ting pretended not to hear and lowered his head to eat, which made Chu Yun relax a little. He retorted quietly:
“How could I…”
Wang Guifang rolled her eyes at Chu Yun and gave the largest bowl of dumplings to Chu Yun.
My youngest son could never get enough dumplings before, so this time he finally had the chance to eat some, so I let him eat until his belly was full.
"Here, eat it."
Chu Yun had just eaten an egg roll and was not very hungry anymore. He said he couldn’t finish it and shared the dumplings in his bowl with Chu Daqiang and Chu Yang.
Lu Ting himself was not particularly familiar with the place, so he felt embarrassed to pass food to others.
Chu Daqiang lowered his head to eat. He was a man of few words but had a big appetite. He took a long time to chew each dumpling. He had to chew slowly because his teeth were a little weak.
Chu Yang doesn't like to talk while eating, and Chu Yun doesn't talk much either.
Lu Ting thought that Chu Yun had strict parents and just ate without chatting, so he didn't dare to speak.
For the first time, Wang Guifang wanted to have a daughter in front of a room full of men. She wanted a daughter who could chat with her. At the dinner table, all the men were silent and could not be silenced.
Wang Guifang cleared her throat and announced tomorrow's arrangements.
The crops in the fields have almost been harvested, and there is a mountain of corn piled up at the door. The whole family has to go out to pick the corn.
She especially told Chu Yun:
"Don't go out to play again! Even if Dongzi asks you to, you are not allowed to go out!"
Chu Yang was happy when he heard this. If his younger brother listened to his mother, Chu Yun would not go out and would stay at home with him all the time.
After dinner, Wang Guifang took out the safflower oil that Chu Daqiang had used to treat his injuries, saying that it was particularly effective to rub it warm and apply it on the bruises.
The smell of safflower oil is hard to describe. Lu Ting feels that if he applies it on his clothes, the smell will last for three to five days.
Lu Ting took it and started to apply it. Wang Guifang was impatient and felt anxious seeing his slow movements:
"Use some strength. The medicated oil won't work if it can't be rubbed in! Come on, let me do it for you!"
Lu Ting immediately exerted force with his hands: "No, no, no!"
He is not used to having help from others.
Wang Guifang thought he was shy:
"Let Chuyun help you, Chuyunxing!"
If it was Chu Yun, he would accept it and was about to hand the medicated oil in his hand to Chu Yun.
"Let me do it, Chu Yun is not strong enough."
Chu Yang crossed his legs, his face expressionless as he rolled up his sleeves and was about to take the medicated oil.
Wang Guifang also chimed in: "Yeah, that's right! Chuyang can do it too, he's got plenty of strength!"
Lu Ting: “…No need.”
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After Lu Ting applied the medicated oil, Wang Guifang asked him to keep it in his room so that it would be convenient for him to use.
He placed it on the desk, but there was a large bruise on Chu Yang's back. Chu Yun and Lu Ting both knew about it, so Chu Yang decided not to use it.
Chu Yun couldn't sit still anymore:
"Brother... put your back on me and let me see how it feels. If it's not convenient for you to apply it, I'll rub it for you..."
Chu Yang didn't look at Chu Yun. He stared at the red medicinal oil for a while, then turned his back and lifted up his clothes in front of Chu Yun.
The back is already very seriously injured, turning purple and black.
"Why is it so serious? Maybe he broke some bones? Let's tell mom and go to the hospital!"
Chu Yun was very worried, afraid that if he delayed Chu Yang's health, he would be committing a heinous crime. After all, Chu Yang was trying to save him.
"No, I know my body, it's fine."
Seeing that he was stubborn, Chu Yun kept silent.
Lu Ting watched from the side. Chu Yun felt so sorry for his brother that he almost cried, but no one cared about the bruises on his body.
Wang Guifang:?
"Let me apply it to Chuyang. I'm very strong!"
Lu Ting offered to help, but he was unwilling to let Chu Yun help. However, he himself couldn't figure out why he didn't want Chu Yun to come.
Chu Yang leaned towards Chu Yun to express his refusal.
Chu Yun put the medicinal oil on his hands and rubbed them until they were warm: "It was me who caused my brother to be injured. Let me do it."
Chu Yang's back has a lot of muscles, and they look very strong. The moment Chu Yun touched it, he didn't know whether his hand was hot or Chu Yang's body was hot.
In short, it's hot.
The muscles on his back were tense, and wherever Chu Yun's fingers touched, they trembled, as if he was shy.
Chu Yun began to use some strength, and all her white and tender fingers covered the broad back.
Chu Yun massaged in circles, while Chu Yang bit his lips to control himself from making any sound.
Looking at the place with the bloodstain, Chu Yun stretched out his finger and tapped lightly:
"Does it hurt here, brother?"
Chu Yang couldn't hold back his groan after all, which made people blush and their hearts beat faster, and it was extremely sexy.
His body was itchy and numb, but it didn't hurt at all, yet somewhere it hurt.
Fortunately... Fortunately, I was facing away from Chu Yun.
Fortunately, Lu Ting went out to the bathroom and no one noticed.
When Chu Yun heard this sound, he thought he had hurt him:
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, did I hurt you?"
Chu Yang wanted to say that it didn't hurt. He wished Chu Yun could use some strength so that it would hurt a little.
"fine."
Chu Yang put down his clothes and sat at the desk with his legs crossed, afraid that someone would notice his abnormality.
Seeing that he was fine, Chu Yun went out to wash his hands, and his whole body was covered with the smell of medicinal oil.
Chu Yang looked at the book in his hand, trying to suppress the beautiful thoughts in his mind.
Before going to bed at night.
Chu Yun's taste buds became picky in just one day. He didn't eat many dumplings at the dinner table, but started eating snacks in the evening.
Lu Ting always watches TV at home, and this is the first time he has nothing to do at night.
In this era when every family did not have a television, Lu Ting's family already had a color TV.
And there is one in the house and one in the living room.
"Really? Tell me what's on TV?"
Seeing Chu Yun's interest, Lu Ting started to talk non-stop:
"There are operas, movies about the war of resistance, cartoons, and even Journey to the West!"
"I don't like operas. I can't understand the babbling. Anti-Japanese War movies are okay, but my favorite cartoon is about the Calabash Brothers. Do you know them? They're about seven gourds that transform into powerful humans, battling a snake demon with wits and courage."
"Western cartoons are also very interesting. My dad likes sports programs the most. He loves watching volleyball."
Chu Yun didn't expect that the cartoon Calabash Brothers was released in the 1980s.
Chu Yun was happily chatting with Lu Ting. Chu Yang closed the book and pulled the light cord.
"I'm sleepy, go to sleep."
The two of them fell silent.
Chu Yun took a nap at noon and couldn't fall asleep too early at night. The weather was very hot today and his back began to sweat again. It was no use lying in the middle with his arms and legs spread.
He always felt like he had forgotten something, and the more anxious he became, the more he sweated.
【Task. 】
Yes! He forgot the mission.
I had originally planned to wait until Lu Ting took a shower before taking action, but I was so distracted by the egg rolls and the money that I completely forgot about it.
Lu Ting had already closed his eyes and fallen asleep.
Chu Yun became anxious and couldn't sleep. It was too hot and he tossed and turned.
Suddenly a breeze came and it felt much cooler.
Through the moonlight, he saw that it was Chu Yang who was fanning him.
It seemed like Chu Yang's arms were limited in length, and many winds could not reach Chu Yun.
Chu Yun could only move closer and put his whole body under Chu Yang's outstretched arms so that he could be fully blown by the wind.
He whispered:
"Brother... this way we can both feel the breeze..."
Chu Yang closed his eyes and said nothing.
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