60 Bloodstained
◎Wrapped around her white legs◎
Shu Yaoding stood there, rubbing her eyes in disbelief. Was that Sister Yang just now? Why did she run out of the house in such a disheveled state? In an instant, an absurd thought formed in her mind. Ji Shijing was the only one in the room. Could it be that...
No way? No way?
Her desire to eat melons reached its peak. When she pushed open the gate, she saw Ji Shijing bending over to wash his hands.
He washed very vigorously, and the water made a sound. When he heard the door open, he turned his head and saw who was coming. His eyes gradually softened.
Shu Yao put the window paper aside, looked at him inquiringly, and asked teasingly, "I think I saw Sister Yang leave here just now. Why did she come to our house?"
Ji Shijing frowned slightly, our family?
Seeing him in a daze, Shu Yao gently bumped into him.
Ji Shijing reacted and said in a cold tone: "I don't know, you are dazzled." Then he continued to wash his hands, and did not stop even when they turned red.
Shu Yao looked towards the low wall and saw that the door of Yang Xiuhe's house was tightly closed, and the half-fallen Spring Festival couplets at the door were swaying in the wind. She was sure that she was not dazzled just now. Could it be that there really was a secret between Ji Shijing and Yang Xiuhe that she couldn't know?
Thinking of this, she became more curious: "Ah Jing, tell me about it."
Hearing her soft voice, Ji Shijing felt a surge of electricity running through him, his whole body tingling. He took a deep breath and said, "She came to borrow something."
"Then why are the clothes torn?" Shu Yao continued to ask.
Ji Shijing looked at the hook at the gate and said after a long while, "I got scratched by the hook."
Shu Yao followed his gaze and saw that there were indeed two or three abandoned wooden hooks hanging at the door. Her skirt was almost caught by them when she went out just now.
When you think about it this way, it seems to make some sense.
She looked at Ji Shijing's hands soaked in cold water and couldn't help but say, "Your hands are red. Take them out and dry them quickly. Don't catch a cold."
Ji Shijing rubbed it twice in disgust, then picked up the handkerchief beside him to wipe it clean, and then threw the handkerchief into the stove.
Shu Yao felt that he was a little strange today, but she couldn't tell what exactly was strange about him.
After lunch, the sun rarely came out in winter, so Shu Yao moved a worn rocking chair to the middle of the yard and lay comfortably on the chair to bask in the sun. The sun shone on her body, making her feel warm and her mood became comfortable.
After Ji Shijing finished washing the dishes, he saw her sleeping in the rocking chair. She was facing the sun with a slight smile on her lips, as if she had a very sweet dream. Her light yellow dress was even more eye-catching under the sunlight.
He stood under the dark eaves and looked at her, standing there for a long time without realizing it.
It wasn't until he heard the sound of children chasing and playing outside the house that he was slightly startled. He stood up and closed the gate to block out the noise outside.
Then he moved a chair and sat next to her, holding a book in his hand, reading the teachings of sages on it, but he was thinking something unorthodox in his mind.
A sage once said, "Bureau of desires, of body and mind, of all things in the world, and only then will one attain the Great Way."
Ji Shijingxiu's fingertips fell on the word "desire" and he couldn't help but sneer. These big principles are too fake. If there is no worldly desire, then one will no longer be a living person.
He turned his head to look at Shu Yao who was sleeping soundly, and suddenly a ridiculous idea flashed through his mind, growing wildly, and even he couldn't control it.
He closed his eyes, his chest heaving.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes and looked fiercely at Yang Xiuhe who was looking over here. When Yang Xiuhe met his murderous gaze, she shrank her neck in fear and went back to the house trembling.
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Shu Yao dreamed that she had won an award, holding the trophy for Best Actress, smiling from ear to ear.
Ji Shijing looked at her with a silly smile on his face, feeling helpless, and let her hold his arms.
The clouds in the sky were piled up one after another and soon covered the sun. Shu Yao woke up slowly at this time. She yawned and touched the "thing" in her arms. Suddenly she was startled and sat up to find that she was holding Ji Shijing's arm, and the cuffs had been torn into pieces by her.
She laughed awkwardly and returned her arm to him.
Ji Shijing raised his eyebrows, picked up the book aside and continued reading.
Shu Yao straightened her clothes and asked, "Ajing, how long have I slept?" She felt as if she had slept for a very long time.
He turned the page: "One hour."
In ancient times, one hour was equal to two hours today. She patted her dizzy head. No wonder she felt particularly tired after waking up today. It seems that one really can't take a nap for too long.
She stretched and leaned over to see what book he was reading. She was very close. Ji Shijing pursed his lips and smelled her fragrance again. He suddenly felt a little flustered.
"Huh? What is this word?" Shu Yao asked, pointing at the words in the book. Some of the words were ancient Chinese, which she could not understand at all.
Ji Shijing lowered his eyes and said calmly, "Take it."
She nodded as if she understood, but when she saw the window paper on the table, she remembered that she had not done anything important: "Let's paste the window paper first." Otherwise, when the cold wind blows at night, it will be very cold and she will not be able to sleep well.
Shu Yao was a little worried. What should she use to paste the window paper? She handed the paper to Ji Shijing first and said, "I'm going to borrow something from Sister Yang's house."
Ji Shijing walked to the dilapidated window, took out a piece of paper, dipped it in water, and stuck it on the window frame, then inserted the four corners into the cracks of the window.
This window paper is not ordinary white paper. It is coated with a layer of wax and pine oil, which becomes sticky when it comes into contact with water. When he lived in the North Courtyard, he often picked up window paper that others didn’t want and pasted it on layer by layer.
Shu Yao knocked on the door a few times, and Yang Xiuhe opened the door with her shoes off. She looked behind Shu Yao again, and only breathed a sigh of relief after making sure that there was no one there.
Shu Yao asked politely, "Sister Yang, do you have anything to paper the windows?"
Sister Yang: "Girl, you must have gone crazy living in a rich family. Just use water to rub it in."
Shu Yao exclaimed "Ah!" She really didn't know that just when she was about to go back, Yang Xiuhe suddenly grabbed her arm, looking a little nervous, as if he had something to say to her, but he opened his mouth for a long time but couldn't utter a word.
Finally, he let her go and said only one sentence: "Be careful of your young master."
Shu Yao didn't understand what she meant. When she wanted to ask for clarification, Yang Xiuhe had already slammed the door shut.
Shu Yao was a little confused. When she got home, all the windows had been pasted up, and Ji Shijing returned the extra window paper to her.
Shu Yao put them at the bottom of the wardrobe for future use.
As the sun was setting, Jiang Fu came to the yard with a middle-aged man covered in mud.
Shu Yao poured hot water for them.
Jiang Fu looked at the middle-aged man and said to Shu Yao, "Yao girl, this is Master Li, the best mason in our village."
Shu Yao said to the man, "Master Li, can you see if my west courtyard can still be repaired?"
Master Li looked at the wall that had collapsed into ruins and took a sip of warm water. "It's not difficult to repair it, but it will take some time, probably half a month."
Shu Yao: "Okay."
Master Li: "It's just that I have taken a job in town now, and it will take about ten days to complete. Can you wait a little longer, Yao girl?"
Shu Yao thought about it and nodded. Wasn’t it said that there were flower thieves in the village now? It just so happened that she and Ji Shijing had been living in the same house these days. Two people were always better than one.
As Jiang Fulin left, he looked at Ji Shijing who was not far away and asked her quietly, "Is he your brother-in-law?"
Shu Yao: "Yeah."
Jiang Fu: "He's even more handsome than the teacher in our village, but he's so thin and looks sickly. I'm really worried that one day..."
Shu Yao didn't know what to say, so she casually said, "It's okay, he's easy to support."
Jiang Fu sighed, and reminded Shu Yao to be careful at night, and then left with Master Li.
Shu Yao scratched her neck. She didn't take a shower last night and now felt a little itchy. The water that Ji Shijing had fetched in the morning had long been used up. She picked up the bucket and prepared to go to the stream to fetch water.
Ji Shijing looked at the bucket she was carrying, stood up and took it: "I'll go."
Shu Yao also picked up a small bucket and followed him. The villagers on the road looked at Ji Shijing curiously, and the aunties at the village entrance asked directly: "Yao girl, who is this young man to you? Is he married?"
Faced with these inquiries, Shu Yao tried to evade them whenever possible.
When we got to the stream, we saw several children playing by the water. One child had half of his body submerged in the icy water, and his lips were frozen black and blue. He wanted to get out, but the children on the shore kept pushing him back into the water.
"Let's push the little fool further away."
"Look, the little fool is drowning."
The laughter of a group of children drowned out the child's crying.
Shu Yao put the bucket on the shore, walked over and took the child out of the water. The child was crying and laughing, clapping his hands around, looking a little abnormal. His lower body was soaked and dripping with water.
When the group of children on the shore saw the fool being rescued, they suddenly felt that it was meaningless, so they scattered like birds and beasts and ran away in a noisy manner.
When the silly child saw that his "playmates" had run away, he broke away from Shu Yao and stumbled after them.
Ji Shijing's gaze stopped at her wet skirt: "Are you cold?" he asked.
Shu Yao shook her head: "Not cold." Then she took her small bucket, rolled up her trouser legs, groped her way to stand on the stone, filled a bucket with water and prepared to go back. She didn't see the moss on the stone, her foot slipped, and the sharp stone dug into her calf.
She gasped in pain, but luckily she managed to steady herself in time and avoided falling into the icy stream.
Ji Shijing looked over here after hearing the noise. When he saw Shu Yao's bleeding calf, he was stunned. He dropped the bucket in his hand, ran to her, and carried her to the shore.
Blood continued to flow from Shu Yao's legs. Ji Shijing subconsciously lowered his head and stuck out his tongue, wanting to lick the blood off her legs, but he reacted in time. He licked his dry lips, raised his head with difficulty, and a hint of heartache flashed in his eyes: "Does it hurt?"
Shu Yao looked at her wound. The wound was very small, about the size of a thumb, not very serious, but it did hurt. She nodded.
Ji Shijing sighed and took off her hairband. The bright red hairband was wrapped around her white ankles, circle after circle.
The blood stopped flowing, and it was unclear whether the marks on his headband were the color of blood or its original color.
It's already unclear.
System: [After testing, the trust value is 3%]
Ji Shijing first carried her back home, and then carried a few loads of water to fill the water tank.
In the evening, Shu Yao took a shower and returned the cleaned hairband to him.
Ji Shijing held the clean hairband, the blood stains on it had long since disappeared. For some reason, he felt empty inside.
A candle was lit in the room, and he slowly took off his shirt, revealing his muscles and bones beneath his thin skin.
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