There was a dim little oil lamp on the desk, and Qin Zhao sat in the faint light, reading at his desk.
The oil lamps used in the village were made from cooking oil, which was not cheap. Burning them all night would cost at least five cents. Five cents could buy two vegetarian buns in town.
Therefore, most villagers in Linxi Village do not actually use lights at night.
But Qin Zhao is different.
Even in his current situation, there are a few things he never skimps on.
The first is medicine, the second is food, and the third is oil lamp.
The first two were because he was weak and had to pay more attention to them, while the latter was because he read every day.
Qin Zhao's family never lacked books because he helped the town academy revise and copy books.
In the past three years, unless he was too sick to get up, he would spend two hours at his desk every night.
Hearing the sound of Jing Li swimming, Qin Zhao looked up at him and asked, "Awake?"
"Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
The little koi shook its head, and the whole fish looked listless.
When he came back, Qin Zhao had already checked him. The little koi was not injured. Apart from rolling in the mud and turning himself into a small mud fish, there were no other scars on his body.
As for why he was unconscious, most likely... he was frightened to death.
It was really hard for the cat to carry a fish all the way.
Thinking of this, Qin Zhao put his hand into the water.
Sure enough, the little koi swam quickly to the palm of his hand, and the tail of the fish gently swept across Qin Zhao's palm, which was cool and a little itchy, making people's heart soften.
Qin Zhao whispered, "Are you scared? I'm sorry I shouldn't have left you at home."
Jing Li was indeed frightened.
He buried his head between Qin Zhao's fingers, and gently opened the fins on both sides to hug Qin Zhao's fingers, and then he felt a little relieved.
Woohoo, don't ever let him see that cat again!
The aggrieved look of his little fish really made people feel distressed, but it was also too cute. Qin Zhao endured it again and again and did not take the opportunity to touch the soft tail fin.
Who can stand a fish that acts so coquettishly?
Qin Zhao coughed lightly and said soothingly, "Don't be afraid. That cat isn't one of the villagers'. I don't know how it got here today. I don't know where it's gone now. I won't let it get close to you again."
Jing Li didn't even raise his head, but just shook his tail in response.
Qin Zhao sighed silently.
This is really scary.
Qin Zhao thought for a moment and then asked, "Do you want to listen to me read for a while?"
Jing Li: “…”
Will this person comfort the fish?!
Jing Li thought about it later and thought that it might be because when Qin Zhao was reading every day, he would always lie down beside the wooden barrel and watch him, which led the man to think that he was interested in the content of the book.
How could he be interested in that kind of ancient book? It’s full of literary nonsense and he can’t understand a word of it!
Qin Zhao seemed pleased with the idea, and he used his free hand to turn the pages of the book.
His voice was a little hoarse, and his tone of speech was neither fast nor slow. His reading was not as boring as that of a private school teacher. Instead, he spoke in a leisurely manner.
Jing Li slowly raised his head as he listened to the sound of reading.
They say beauty is best seen under the light. Now, most of Qin Zhao's face was reflected in the light, his long hair cascading behind him, his facial features becoming even more profound. His sharp eyes, lowered, were filled with gentle light and shadow, making it almost impossible to look away.
It is now late at night, and only the chirping of insects and birds can be heard outside the window, intertwined with the low sounds of reading inside the house.
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