After He Gu left, Kong Rou ran out of the side pavilion with the pair of obscene pants in her hand and buried her head under the quilt.
"Woo woo woo..."
I couldn't get rid of the shame in my mind, and felt that I was too embarrassed to see others, so I punched the quilt with my little hand as if to vent my anger.
She didn't stop until she was tired of hammering.
His little face turned sideways suddenly became troubled, and he whispered to himself: "Brother He must regard me as a child..."
Looking at the culprit in her hand, she became angry, got up and threw it into the cabinet.
Unhappy, he locked the cabinet again, as if this meant that he had drawn a clear line forever and had nothing to do with her from now on.
Although doing this made her feel a little better, she became worried again.
How should we face Brother He when we go out?
Do you want to explain it to him?
But what should I say about this kind of thing?
Kongrou was in trouble, leaning against the cabinet with her naked body, two thoughts in her mind were fighting, and neither one was convinced by the other.
"A sneeze."
The coldness made her sneeze, and she was forced to stop this messy ideological battle. She quickly ran back to the side cabinet and put on her clothes.
……
He Gu went to the vegetable field behind the house and picked two small cabbages. As he walked back, he happened to run into Kongrou leaving the house.
When he thought about the scenes that had happened before, he felt a little embarrassed in various senses.
Kong Rou put on her original set of thin and ordinary short jackets and cotton trousers, with the mink fur cloak that He Gu gave her on top.
The climate has entered early winter, and the temperature in the mountains is much lower, especially outdoors.
Only then did He Gu remember that he had made an oversight, thinking that he would buy some clothes for Kong Rou tomorrow to use first.
"Brother He." Kong Rou's face was still flushed, she lowered her head and called in a low voice, not daring to look directly at He Gu.
Not mentioning what happened before, He Gu raised the cabbage in his hand and said with a smile: "You are hungry, I will cook for you right away."
Kong Rou didn’t eat at noon, so she really felt hungry now.
"Xiaorou, let's do it now." As she said that, she reached out to take the Xiaoling cabbage in He Gu's hand.
There was still dirt hanging on the roots of the cabbage and it was dirty. He didn't move his hand to let her get it: "I'd better do it. Your hands are still clean and you won't get them dirty even if you do it."
Kongrou suddenly became anxious and treated her like a child!
Like a child who has done something wrong and wants a chance to make amends, her voice is about to cry, with a hint of pleading as she draws out the final note: "Brother He..."
He Guzhen couldn't withstand this pitiful offensive, and he couldn't figure out why Kong Rou cared so much about who cooked.
Helplessly, he compromised and said, "How about we come together? It's getting cold and the water is freezing today. I'll wash and cut it, and then Xiaorou will fry the vegetables."
"Yeah!" Kongrou nodded heavily with tears in her eyes and a smile.
Just because she cried when a small task of cooking was not given to her, and laughed when it was given to her, this inexplicable turn of events left He Gu really confused.
He had often encountered this kind of strange thing with his junior sisters in the past, and he thought that women's thoughts were indeed the same, complex and difficult to fathom.
We went together to the bamboo shed specially used for cooking, and the two of them divided the work.
Except for the side against the wall of the bamboo shed, the other three sides are unshielded, and when the wind blows, it hits the face directly.
In the past, when He Gu was in charge of cooking, he just needed someone to protect him from the rain, so he wasn't too particular about it.
Now considering that Kong Rou uses it frequently, one more thing has been put on his agenda.
I'm thinking I'll have to cut down some bamboo tomorrow and build a hut here to use as a kitchen.
Kongrou lit the fire and waited eagerly for He Gu to cut the washed ingredients.
Although he didn’t urge him out loud, his expression was like “very anxious” written on his face. Silence was better than sound.
He Gu was amused by her anxious look, and the movements of his hands could not help but speed up.
Having just prepared a batch of ingredients that could be used to make a dish, Kongrou carried it over with quick eyes and hands.
Pour oil into the pot, add the spices and stir-fry until the aroma is released. The ingredients are put into the pot in an orderly manner. The whole set of actions is skillful and natural.
The petite figure who is wearing an apron and holding a spoon looks like a housewife when looking from the side.
The smoke from the kitchen gradually rose and died again.
As night falls, candlelight is lit in the bamboo pavilion, shining slantingly through the windows and doors on the ground outside the house.
In the hall, food is placed on the dining table, the heat is rising and the aroma is spreading.
He Gu and Kong Rou sat opposite each other, brought their food and started eating.
Kong Rou was focused on the other side. She failed to pick up the vegetables several times and dropped them again and again.
He Gu simply helped her pass over.
Seeing that she was still like this later, he couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong, Xiaorou? I see that you are absent-minded. Are you feeling unwell?"
Kong Rou was shy to speak, and her face showed a shy look.
Under He Gu's silent gaze, it took her a long time to summon up the courage and intermittently managed to say what she had been thinking about for a long time.
"Brother He... Xiaorou has decided that... she will never wear that dress again."
"That one?" He Gu didn't react for a while.
Kongrou's cheeks were as red as a hot stove, and her voice was as thin as a mosquito's: "That's it, Xiaorou has grown up..."
Seeing Kong Rou's unspeakable shyness, He Gu instantly understood what he meant.
The topic was so exciting that he almost choked on his rice.
Kongrou's brain circuit went beyond the scope of his daily thinking, and he couldn't think of anything to say.
He asked casually: "Why did you suddenly make this decision?"
"As long as Brother He might not like it, just don't want it." Kongrou didn't dare to say this, but only rang quietly in her heart.
Seeing that Kong Rou was silent, He Gu realized that he had crossed the line by asking abruptly.
"Well, since Xiaorou has grown up, she can make her own decision.
By the way, tomorrow I will take you to the place where the sect trades, and I will buy you some clothes. By the way, I will buy some fabrics. Your sister Lin asked me to buy them last time. You can also use some for yourself in the future.
Style..."
As he spoke, he suddenly paused.
He couldn't help but move his gaze downwards. Although the extension of his sight was blocked by the table, the possible scenes there suddenly appeared in his mind.
Completely unable to control his thinking, he thought of a question that he shouldn't have thought about.
Since you no longer wear that one, what is Kong Rou wearing underneath now?
"Xiaorou, could you..." He stopped the second half of the sentence.
Kongrou didn't understand He Gu's words at first. Later, when she saw the direction of He Gu's gaze, she subconsciously shrank down and further closed her legs.
Her panicked look and unnatural reaction directly gave the answer to the question.
There is no point in talking too much about such a private matter.
Remembering that the reason he had seen before led to this result, he earnestly advised: "Xiaorou, don't let other people's opinions affect you. Give yourself what you like, and living yourself is the most important thing.
This kind of Xiaorou is the most real Xiaorou, the Xiaorou who has truly grown up."
Kong Rou bit her lip: "Then Brother He doesn't hate children's things..."
"I really don't like children's things, but Xiaorou's things are different." No matter how much I said this, I felt vaguely uncomfortable. I always felt that the words were correct, but the timing was a bit wrong. p>