The capital city lies north and south, crossing from east to west, and is extremely prosperous.
There are many small villages located in the direction from the capital to the border towns (now in Hebei Province). These villages are generally hidden in the mountains and forests that are not high, and are much poorer than the capital.
At noon, the winter sun was shining brightly, and in the thatched cottage with a strong aroma of rice, a man was playing with the wooden table. When his eyes swept over the earthen bed, his eyes lit up: "Are you awake?"
When the demon girl opened her eyes, she saw a very beautiful face.
It's good-looking because that person's eyes are clear and bright, with clear black and white.
The man was wearing a linen coat, with long straight legs and a clean face.
He glanced at the Demon Girl and quickly moved away, looking very green.
The light in the room is not very good, probably because of the thatched cottage, which is indescribably poor.
But the quilt covering me was very soft and had a nice smell of grass.
The demon girl knew that it was the residual warmth left behind after being exposed to the sun.
This house is too simple. Apart from the necessary tables and chairs, there is not even a decent wardrobe.
The demon girl stretched out her hand and pressed her dazed head. She thought she was dead.
But now it seems not.
Because she still knows that her hands hurt...
"Don't move!" The man pressed her wrist in a hurry and said with a flushed face, "You can't move, your hand is injured."
The demon girl looked at her arm. It was only red and swollen, but if he couldn't move, she shouldn't move.
The man seemed to realize something, and he quickly let go of the devil's hand and stood up: "I, I will bring you porridge, I made porridge."
To be honest, that bowl of porridge was really not that good, and the appearance was not good anyway.
It was said to be porridge, but there were not a few grains of rice in it, but a lot of worthless old sweet potatoes were put in it. The old sweet potatoes were boiled and floating on the water.
When the man brought it over, he seemed a little unable to handle it, and even his face showed a look of hardship.
The demon girl lowered her eyes, took the bowl, and drank a few sips from the colorless porcelain bowl.
The man then smiled, with bright eyes and white teeth.
The devil girl finished the porridge. It wasn't because she was hungry, but she just didn't want to let others down.
The man looked at the empty bowl, and the smile at the corner of his mouth became thicker. He originally thought that the other party would not eat the food he brought over. After all...after all, just by looking at her clothes, he knew which girl she must be from.
I just don’t know what happened...
"I, I was always worried that you wouldn't wake up, so I asked the doctor in the village to take a look at you." The man seemed to have remembered something, and suddenly spoke, rubbing his hand on his robe: "The doctor said that your body
I'm too weak, I need to drink more hot drinks..."
The demon girl nodded, with a smile on her lips, and tilted her head to listen to the man's explanation.
It turned out that she was picked up from the ruins by him.
It was still dark before dawn. He went to the city to exchange firewood and the bacon he made for some money. Unexpectedly, he saw a corpse on the street.
In fact, he was not the only one who saw the body, but also Lao Zhang and others who went with him.
After all, the big oxcarts are not available at all times. Unless it is a festival, people in the village will go together to share the car.
They didn't expect that after they had just delivered their things into the city, when they came out, they would encounter the dying Demon Lady not long after walking.
Others don't want this kind of trouble.
He reacted the fastest, trying to find out if the demon girl was still alive, and wanted to save people.
Lao Zhang and others advised him: "If you know people, you know their faces, but you don't know their hearts, don't save people and cause trouble."
He hesitated a little. Later, why did he go back?
It was probably her posture, with her legs slightly bent, huddled in the corner, all alone, as if she were alone...
He didn't know how to describe his feelings at that time, but he picked her back anyway.
only……
"Where is your home? Is it in the capital?" The man said seriously: "If it is in the capital, I can get up early tomorrow and go with Lao Zhang and his ox cart to ask you."
The demon girl paused while adjusting her sleeves, and her eyes became long and long.
The man was not in a hurry, he just waited for her answer. When she didn't speak, he put his hand out and put away the chopsticks and bowl, then walked over and looked at her with clear eyes.
The demon girl raised her head with a smile on her face: "My home is indeed in the capital, but I don't want to go back yet."
"I don't want to go back..." The man didn't know what this meant: "Don't everyone want to go home?"
The demon girl looked at him with a faint smile and said in a calm tone: "There is no one in my family anymore, so I will go back by myself."
The man was stunned for a moment and blurted out: "Then let's stay here for now. I am also celebrating the New Year alone."
After saying this, the man's face quickly turned red. In ancient times, it was not like modern times. Even if the folk customs were more open, saying this would inevitably lead to misunderstanding.
The man obviously regretted it and was thinking about how to explain it.
Then I heard the Demon Lady say: "Okay."
There is no mud or water, and it is frank and natural, which effectively eliminates the embarrassment of men.
The demon girl pulled the quilt: "We have been chatting for so long, but I still don't know your name."
"Ah? Me? My name is Jing Boran..."
The demon girl smiled and said: "This is a good name."
It is indeed better than A Niu and Xiao Xiu in the village.
Jing Boran was proud of his name and straightened his body.
The Demon Lady said again: "Then Mr. Jing..."
Jing Boran had never been called that by anyone since he was a child, and his hands and feet felt stiff for a moment: "Yes..."
"I haven't been able to get out of bed for the past two days. Please take care of me in the future." The Demon Lady said with an elegant posture.
What Jing Boran admires the most is people who read a lot, so he looks at the Demon Girl with admiration in his eyes now.
If asked why he thought the Demon Lady studied too much, he couldn't explain why. He just felt that the woman in front of him was not an ordinary person...
…
In this way, the witch girl settled down in this remote village.
Fortunately, although Jing Boran's house is dilapidated, there are two rooms, one of which was originally a place for cooking.
Jing Boran was afraid that it would be inconvenient for the Demon Lady to live there, so he tidied up that room and put a piece of linen in the middle for cooking and sleeping without being picky.
It’s just that sometimes I can’t help but stare at the witch in a daze.
He doesn't have any dirty thoughts.
I just feel that this person obviously looks very expensive, but he can do all the dirty work on his hands.
The first time Jing Boran saw her taking out the quilt to dry it, his eyes were stunned.
He felt that her hands were not suitable for holding wooden sticks, but suitable for holding brushes, the kind of brushes that cost several taels of silver.
The demon girl just smiled and didn't explain much: "I like the quilt after it has been dried in the sun. It makes people feel warm when covered with it."
So, Jing Boran once again felt admiration in his heart. He looked up at the Demon Girl with his beautiful eyes and said in his heart, people who read more are good people.
ah!
If you ask them, they will say warm.
Look at this house, so warm!
What a good choice of words!
The Demon Lady didn't know what he was thinking, but she thought Jing Boran's gaze was a bit... penetrating!
"What are you eating today?" The demon girl put the wooden stick aside. Even though she was dressed in linen and coarse cloth, she could not hide her unique temperament.
Only then did Jing Boran realize that it was time to eat. He went into the room and cut a few pieces of cucumber strips that he had already pickled, then walked out carrying a small bench and a small wooden table.
Since the Demon Lady came, he no longer eats in the room. Although the room has two rooms, it is very small. In addition, there is an extra bedding in the room. If the table is put down to eat, it will definitely look crowded.
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The yard is nice and bright. It's a bit cold, but the air is good. The sun hits my body and I feel comfortable.
It’s just that the food on the wooden table is too simple. There is no porridge with a few grains of rice, or even white flour buns. There are only two roasted sweet potatoes and a pile of pickled cucumbers.
Jing Boran didn't feel anything wrong when he ate it before.
Now when he saw the demon girl swallowing those things without any expression, he felt that he could not go on like this.
The doctor told her that she was weak and needed to eat more good food.
She has been eating sweet potatoes and plain water for three days in a row. No wonder her complexion is not good...
Jing Boran silently gnawed on the sweet potato in his hand, with a serious face, not knowing what he was thinking.
However, the Demon Lady still noticed something strange about him.
In the past few days, Jing Boran always said something at the dinner table. Although she didn't care what he said, some noise was good.
Jing Boran was too quiet today.
Sure enough, after eating, he did not take the ax to chop wood as usual, but instead took a piece of bacon and walked towards the house next door.
The demon girl didn't ask anything, but her eyes showed a sense of understanding.
The aunt next door is neither a good nor a bad person, she just likes to boss Jing Boran around and often asks him to do this and that, very confidently.
Now seeing that Jing Boran had brought bacon, he thought it was the Chinese New Year and was here to give gifts. He laughed out loud and said, "Hey, isn't this Xiao Ran? Come in and sit down!"
"Aunt Li, I won't go in." Jing Boran didn't expect to be treated so warmly, and his attitude became casual: "I want to exchange something with you. Can I exchange my bacon for half of your chicken?"
When Aunt Li heard that the bacon was not given to her for free, but was given in exchange, the smile on her face immediately disappeared, and her tone became sarcastic: "You only have such a small amount of bacon, and you want to trade it for half of my chicken?
We have to save the chicken for the thirtieth day!"
"I know, I know." Jing Boran reassured: "If it doesn't work, half and half will do."
Aunt Li leaned over and looked in his direction, curling her lips: "Xiao Ran, you came here to ask for chicken because you want to give it to that woman."
Jing Boran nodded: "The doctor said that her body is weak and she must drink some chicken soup and fish soup. I don't know where to get fish in this winter, so I can only trouble Aunt Li."
Aunt Li sneered: "I don't know where this charming moth came from, but you treated it like a treasure and offered it to me. Be careful when you look back, she lied to you."
The demon girl listened quietly in the corner, curled her lips and smiled, maybe it was time to leave.
Originally, she thought that with Jing Boran's cowardly temperament, he would definitely respond "Yes" in embarrassment.
But I didn't expect to hear a clear voice: "She is not that kind of person."
Aunt Li saw that she had good intentions, but the other party did not listen to her advice, and the sarcasm in her tone became even more intense: "What? Are you attracted to this person? Or maybe this foreigner is not well-raised, Aunt Li, I'll tell you
There are many girls in the village, but you are not willing to do it, so now it’s better to hurry up and get closer.”
Jing Boran was so angry that he was breathing heavily. He just wanted to exchange some chicken with her. She was unwilling to exchange it for him, and he didn't say anything. Why did she choose to ignore him like this?
And he spoke so badly of that person.
Jing Boran clenched his hands tightly, his mouth was really stupid, his face turned red, but he didn't even say a word from his lips.
Until the demon girl came over and said to him with a smile: "Boran, go back."
While she was talking, she straightened Jing Boran's collar and looked back at Aunt Li: "Thank you Aunt Li for taking care of Boran. It's just that Aunt Li always pushes some lame girls in front of Boran."
, I don’t know what the idea is?”
"What do you think?" Aunt Li glanced at them disdainfully: "For a poor man like Xiaoran, if a girl is willing to marry him, it just gives him face, so what else can he choose!"
Hearing this, the Demon Lady raised her eyes and glanced at Aunt Li slowly.
That look is extremely cold!
Aunt Li didn't know why, but under that look, she had the urge to run away.
To say she wasn't surprised would be a lie. In her entire life, this was the first time she knew what it meant to be powerful without anger.
The demon girl took a step forward and spoke unhurriedly: "I wonder if Aunt Li has ever heard a saying, thirty years from Hedong to thirty years from Hexi, don't bully young people into poverty. No one will tell you how far a person will go.
It can be expected. Bo Ran is kind and motivated, and he is loyal. Even though he is poor, he has never asked for anything from others. Everything he eats and eats is earned with his own hands. What about you? You?
Being a matchmaker is just to collect some money. I believe Bo Ran should have rejected you before, but you still pushed those girls towards him. Aunt Li, before I didn't come, you could bully him into being honest, but now I
Come on, if you really want to reason, call everyone in this village and talk to each other to see who is right and who is wrong."
Of course, Aunt Li didn't dare to call all the villagers over. She just sullenly slammed the door, obviously very angry.
Jing Boran looked a little dumbfounded. He has lived in the village for so many years. This is the first time he has seen someone who can make Aunt Li tremble with anger. You must know that in this village, Aunt Li is famous for being a tough person.
The Lord of Man, walks sideways everywhere and is extremely unreasonable. How many people have suffered the loss of being dumb in front of her. Unexpectedly...
When Jing Boran turned his head and looked at the Demon Lady, those eyes could no longer be described as worship, little stars were beginning to twinkle in them!
The demon girl's scalp was numb after being looked at...
A message to readers: Don’t misunderstand Qu Luo. He didn’t find a substitute. At that time, the devil girl realized that Qu Luo was looking for her shadow. Four thousand words are combined into one chapter, with more chapters added. One more thing, this Jing Boran,
It's not what you think... (You know what we are thinking, squinting!) Okay, Shun Mao, Ann.