Chapter 24024 Chu Song's true intentions are revealed
Fang Qingrong didn't feel any pain. In his opinion, this injury couldn't even be called an "injury". From childhood to adulthood, he had suffered countless injuries, none of which were lighter than this one, and he had never cried out in pain.
But the place where Chu Song blew felt like it was gently scratched by a feather, causing a slight itch. He subconsciously pinched the wound, using the pain to cover up this unfamiliar itch.
So, Chu Song watched helplessly as the wound that was about to heal was pinched until blood beads came out.
Chu Song:?
What's wrong? Masochism or love pain?
I can't understand it, I'm shocked, and I don't want to respect it.
Chu Song patiently blew again. Fang Qingrong's fingers followed her movements, trembling for a moment. After a long while, she said, "It doesn't hurt."
The voice was soft and low.
"You don't feel pain, but I do."
As innocent as Fang Qingrong was, she had no idea how to respond at this moment and could only blush and nod randomly.
Chu Song thought to himself, if someone didn’t know, they would think that the red temperature special effect was activated.
But a boy’s blush is better than any love words and is also a woman’s glory.
whee.
"Then you have to be careful when you dig winter bamboo shoots later. If you get hurt again, I'll be sad."
Fang Qingrong: "I will, you have a good rest."
Chu Song: "Okay."
So, Chu Song obediently found a flat place and watched Fang Qingrong grunting and working hard to dig winter bamboo shoots. It must be said that he was worthy of being a child who grew up in the mountains. He was efficient and energetic when doing the work.
Better than the educated youth, she couldn't help but compare herself to them in her heart, but the educated youth had canned meat...
It's so hard to choose. She shouldn't be the only girl in the world who has been moved by so many people, right? Maybe her heart is just broken into many pieces.
Chu Song quickly convinced himself.
After a while, Fang Qingrong finished digging the winter bamboo shoots on the hillside and gave the bulk to Chu Song as usual. In order to make the weight lighter, he also thoughtfully peeled off the outer skin of each winter bamboo shoot to reveal the crispy bamboo shoot flesh.
Chu Song immediately said, "Xiao Fang, it's great to have you."
In ancient times, women were given titles such as Xianfei or Defei, as they were not competitive and were virtuous and kind.
Fang Qingrong was carrying her own backpack in her hand and Chu Song's on her back as she was sent home. It was obviously the same road as when they came, but he felt that the time seemed to have suddenly become shorter, and he even had the idea of letting time stop at this moment.
He stole a glance at Chu Song out of the corner of his eye, not daring to look any longer, just a quick glance. Although he had only a vague understanding of the feelings between men and women, driven by hormones, he instinctively remembered that moment.
...A long time ago, there was a small path to the east of his house leading to the foot of the hillside. The stone steps were lined with flat bamboo orchids, which would bloom with light blue flowers in the spring, with a refreshing fragrance.
His mother once scared him, saying that this flower looks beautiful but is actually poisonous. If children smell it too much, their noses will rot and they will eventually become ugly.
At such a young age, he believed it so firmly that every time he passed by, he would hold his breath, pinch his nose and run quickly. When he grew up, he realized that his mother was just worried that he would fall down the hillside and get hurt while picking flowers, so she made up a white lie.
Fang Qingrong's childhood did not leave him with many good memories, and this was one of them. Every time he thought of it, his heart ached.
Chu Song was the same. When he thought of her, his chest was filled with happiness and joy, which expanded in waves and then turned into an inexplicable sense of melancholy.
"Xiao Fang, bye, see you next time." Chu Song waved to him.
Fang Qingrong stopped, her brows raised slightly, trying to hide the depression in her tone: "See you next time."
It would be better... he thought, it would be better to see you tomorrow.
Chu Song returned home carrying a basket full of winter bamboo shoots and proudly walked around the yard. It was hard for Ye Xiuzhi not to notice it, so she glanced at him.
"Did you dig all of this?"
"I see you've been working so hard, Mom. I'm already a mature and sensible kid, and I want to share a little bit of the burden with you."
Ye Xiuzhi felt very relieved. Regardless of whether it was true or not, it was comforting to hear these words.
"Mom———" Chu Song leaned over, "Are you tired? Let me give you a back massage."
"If someone shows off their kindness for no reason, they're either a traitor or a thief." Ye Xiuzhi slapped her claws away. "Tell me, what do you want to do now?"
"No, I'm just being filial. Of course, I'd be even happier if I could buy new clothes tomorrow."
The real purpose is revealed.
Ye Xiuzhi snorted: "Tomorrow, can you get up?"
"Why not!"
Since it was the off-season and there was nothing to do, Ye Xiuzhi said, "Okay, if you can get up tomorrow, I'll take you to the county town."
Chu Song, who always sleeps until noon and then gets up reluctantly, said: "I can do it!"
Early the next morning.
Chu Song was still asleep when she was awakened by her mother's Ice Palm.
"Are you going or not?"
Chu Song rolled up the quilt, having completely forgotten her previous ambitions. She whined, "It's too cold, Mom. I can't get up. Let's do it tomorrow...tomorrow."
The sound gradually died down, and she was about to fall asleep again. Ye Xiuzhi simply pulled back the quilt and slapped her on the buttocks: "Just get up when I told you to. Why are you talking so much nonsense!"
Chu Song: “…”
She's such a stepmother!
Chu Song was invigorated by the photos. She got up and put on her clothes while cursing. It was cold and freezing in the mountains in winter. She wrapped herself up like a penguin, but that was not enough. She wrapped her head and neck tightly with a scarf.
Ye Xiuzhi glanced at her and complained with disdain: "If you didn't know, you would think there was a war and you were fleeing."
She glanced up and down a few more times and commented, "You've been looking at it for too long..."
Chu Song thought she was going to say it was pleasing to the eye, but he heard her continue slowly: "Like Grandma Wolf."
Chu Song: “…”
She finally understood that when she was quiet, her mother started to talk nonsense.
Otherwise they are mother and daughter.
Because this trip to the city was a last-minute decision, Ye Xiuzhi did not seek out villagers to travel with her. At this moment, the sky was just getting light, and she could vaguely see the stars when she looked up.
The road was silent, and Chu Song could only hear the whistling of the north wind. She asked with a guilty conscience, "Are there any wild animals?"
"If I were to eat, I'd rather eat you, with your tender skin and meat. I'm just an old bone anyway, there's nothing good for me to eat."
"Why are you like this? I can't communicate with you anymore!"
"I learned it from you. What's it called... Oh yeah, simple foul mouth, the ultimate enjoyment."
Chu Song: "...I won't learn from the good ones!"
Chu Song stopped and walked along the way, and she didn't know how many times she had complained of being tired. At first, Ye Xiuzhi indulged her and stopped to rest. Later, seeing that she was really helpless and could not walk more than a few steps, she couldn't help but start complaining that each generation was worse than the previous one. She also said that she had carried 200 kilograms of food and walked back to the village in one breath without even taking a break.
Chu Song suspected she was bragging, but had no evidence.
Although Ye Xiuzhi scolded Chu Song, she did not really abandon him. The two of them walked and stopped, walked and stopped, and finally arrived at the county town at dawn.
Chu Song was so hungry that he ran to the door of the restaurant following the smell of food as soon as he entered the city. He then pitifully grabbed Ye Xiuzhi and said, "Mom, I'm so hungry that I can't walk anymore. Let's have breakfast first."
Ye Xiuzhi was also a little hungry. She hadn't eaten breakfast, and it was Chu Song who was dawdling and wasting her time. Plus, he insisted on going to the city for breakfast, so both of them were hungry.
"Whatever you want."
In fact, she was not very willing to eat in state-owned restaurants. The waiters all looked down on her and more or less looked down on the country people. She would rather go to a roadside stall to buy a bowl of hot tofu pudding.
But Chu Song was obsessed with the meat buns from the state-owned restaurant. Ye Xiuzhi was afraid that she wouldn't be able to eat them this time and would go home and talk about them for a whole year, so she simply gave her the money and let her do what she wanted.
Chu Song collected the money and obediently went to line up. It wasn't crowded at the time; everyone was either standing or sitting, eating breakfast. She looked around and saw that the most popular dish was noodles, followed by meat buns and porridge.
"Auntie, do you have any meat buns left?"
The crisp voice made the bun-selling lady look up. Seeing a pretty girl, she smiled and said, "There are plenty more. How many do you want?"
"In the entire Huangxi County, the meat buns here are the best, so I want to eat four!"
"Can you eat it?"
"I didn't have such a big appetite, but it was so delicious."
The old lady was amused. "Okay, I'll give you four."
"Two more bowls of porridge, Auntie. Can you give me a little more? I came all the way from Luhua Brigade early this morning on an empty stomach just for this bite of food. I almost fainted from hunger on the way."
Auntie: "Luhua Brigade? That's quite far, but everyone is the same. I won't be partial to anyone."
Having said that, Chu Song noticed that her hands were steady and she didn't shake the spoon, and she poured her two full bowls of thick white porridge.
Chu Song happily thanked her: "Thank you, Auntie. Next time I go to the city, I will come to your place for dinner."
"Okay, I'll wait for you."
Chu Song took the porridge and meat buns, and found Ye Xiuzhi with a heroic and confident look. He snorted twice and sat down.
Ye Xiuzhi was puzzled: "What are you humming?"
"Don't you notice anything different?"
Ye Xiuzhi really didn't notice. She glanced a few more times and looked at the people around her before she realized something was wrong. "Why do we seem to have more porridge in our bowls than others?"
"That's because I'm likable," Chu Songyi said righteously. "That lady liked me the first time she saw me. She said we were a good match and even wanted to adopt me as her goddaughter. But when I thought about it, I already had the best mother in the world, so I decisively rejected her."
Ye Xiuzhi: “…”
Normally, one cannot trust everything Chu Song says, as he is full of nonsense.
But Ye Xiuzhi looked at the juicy, lively and strong cabbages she had raised, and suddenly smiled after a while.
Smart guy!
The meat buns in the state-owned restaurant were very big, with plenty of ingredients, thin skin and large fillings. After Chu Song finished two buns and drank a bowl of white porridge, he was so full that he didn't even crave roadside snacks.
Ye Xiuzhi took her to buy fabric. The department stores in Huangxi County also sold ready-made clothes, but there were not many styles, and each one was tacky and unique. There was also a 100% chance of wearing the same clothes as the others. Chu Song took one look and was so embarrassed by the ugliness that he left.
She really couldn't appreciate the taste of this era.
Seeing that she was not interested in the products, Ye Xiuzhi suggested that she buy the fabric directly and then find a tailor to make the clothes herself. The ready-made clothes were much more expensive than the fabric, so it was not cost-effective.
Chu Song compared the ugly clothes in the store and readily agreed.
Unfortunately, there were only a few patterns and colors of fabrics in that era. Chu Song picked for a long time and barely picked out a piece of light blue fabric and a piece of goose yellow fabric. Even these were the brightest and most "out of the ordinary" ones. Ye Xiuzhi still thought they were too fancy and couldn't be worn out.
Chu Song retorted, "How is it fancy? Besides, I am just like a flower, a bud of the motherland."
Ye Xiuzhi: “…”
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Author's comment: Prize-winning guessing game: Our Xianxian is looking for the best tailor to make clothes. Guess who he is [rainbow fart]
Guess the red envelope correctly [heart][heart]
Until 12 noon, all correct answers are accepted
(This is to make up for the update on the 13th, although it is late, it is still a pity)
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