The neighbor aunt left, came over again, and brought two bowls of noodles to put them down.
An Kechun looked at the bowl of rice and felt a little touched in his heart. He still remembered himself.
An Kechun smiled, picked up the chopsticks, and started eating. "Thank you aunt."
"You're welcome, it's all neighbors. Dean usually helps us a lot." The woman didn't leave, and sat down and started chatting with the patient.
Tonight, Dean went back.
Carry a few bags of things.
"Achun, look at what I brought back to you."
When he entered the house, he saw the patient who had been waiting for him for one day. In the afternoon, the man's stomach hurt for another time, so An Kechun had to feed him another pill.
An Kechun explained to him the patient's reaction and medication. Dean checked again, looked at the man who was already asleep, and stood up and smiled, "Achun can practice medicine alone."
He asked An Kechun to take the medicine for three more days and handed it to the woman, telling her the time for the medication and the matters for the medication, so that they could go back.
After leaving, Dean happily pulled Enkechun over, "Look at what I bought for you."
There were new clothes and shoes inside. When I opened the clothes, it turned out to be a long skirt.
Dean said happily: "I wanted to buy it for you last time, but unfortunately my foot was injured."
An Kechun hasn't worn new clothes for a long time, let alone a skirt. She looked at the brightly colored skirt with her eyes shining, "I don't like skirts."
Dean still said: "You try it. Girls should wear more skirts, which look good."
An Kechun said: "I used to have a lot of skirts, and I'm tired of wearing them."
Seeing that she seemed to be angry, Dean immediately took out the shoes again, "Then try the shoes. You have always worn a pair of shoes. If you don't do it the next day after brushing the shoes at night, you can't wear them."
Enkechun looked at Dean's enthusiasm, Dean put his hands on her shoulders and asked her to sit on the stool, "Try whether the size fits your feet. If it is not suitable, who will go to the town tomorrow to help you change a pair."
Dean squatted down, opened his shoes directly, grabbed Enkechun's feet and wanted to wear them for her.
An Kechun's feet retreated a moment and refused to let him touch them.
Dean reached out and grabbed it, pulled it out again, putting his shoes on her feet, "In the past, you sprained your ankle, I was the one who applied the medicine to you, so what could you retreat at this time?"
"It's not good for outsiders to see it."
"Outsiders have long thought we were husband and wife."
An Kechun: "…"
The lonely man and the widow are living together for so long, so no one else is wrong.
An Kechun was not afraid of misunderstandings. She didn't know anyone here. She left. The comments of those people had nothing to do with her, but Dean still lives here and could not be ruined because of her reputation.
As if she noticed that she wanted to leave again, Dean said half-jokingly: "The old man still wants to drink our wedding wine today. A Chun, do you think I am..."
"I have a husband." An Kechun immediately spoke, blocking what he wanted to say.
Dean's back froze, his hands stopped moving, and looked up at Enkechun.
An Kechun retracted her feet, she bent down and put on her shoes.
The shoe size fits very well, she doesn't know how Dean knows her shoe size, and it's really comfortable to wear new shoes.