Yu Zhujun leaned side by side with him on the thick tree trunk and said: "I asked you a question, but you didn't answer. Are you so defensive? I am not a stranger, and I have passed through the water without leaving a trace. You are now alive and kicking.
Have you forgotten that I saved you?"
Does he look alive and kicking? Qian Xiaoxiao glared at Yu Zhujun angrily, but he gave him a big smile.
What should I say about this man? He has a clean and handsome face. He looks gentle and elegant, but in fact he likes to tease people and is a bit domineering. He always wears a loose commoner shirt and always likes to make trouble with him.
He was angry and depressed. After getting along with him for such a long time, he knew that he meant no harm, but at this moment, he really was not in the mood to mess around with him and just wanted to be alone for a while.
"Go away."
"You're driving me away? You're such a person..." Yu Zhujun shook his head and said, "I am raising you now. You are so cold and cold at times, and sometimes you look like a hedgehog. How do you want others to get along with you?"
"I don't need to get along with others." He gave him a cold look.
What a lonely guy! Yu Zhujun curled his lips and said, "There's no need to be scary. You know how many people will feel numb and creepy when they look at you with a calm face even though you don't speak."
"They don't have to look, and I don't have to help." He knew that Yu Zhujun was referring to those neighbors.
"Very good, you understand what I'm referring to." Yu Zhujun folded his hands on his chest and raised his head slightly to stare at him. He couldn't help it. He was a head shorter than him, but this was not his problem, but Qian Xiao's.
The smile is too tall.
"Grandma Du from Meihua Village, Grandpa He from Aoyi Village, Aunt Amei from Xuguang Village, Uncle Ren from Shahai Village..." Yu Zhujun read a long list of old neighbors who were also uncles and aunts, and said: "
After you go to help or they come to see a doctor in my place, do you still have to spend money to go to town to calm down the fright? Will you lose a piece of meat if you smile? Each of them is older and less courageous to begin with, so why do you have to be so stiff?
The face is scary.”
"It's not whether I should laugh or not, but they talk too much!" he retorted with a straight face.
Of course Yu Zhujun also knows what the problem is, and those little guys have already explained it in detail.
"The people on the mountain are very friendly. I just want to ask about your past, whether you are married, and whether you have any plans for the future. They live a boring life here. It is not easy to have more people and more topics to talk about."
"No one has ever dared to ask me so many questions, and no one has dared to talk endlessly in front of me!" He straightened his back and stared at Yu Zhujun.
Yu Zhujun couldn't help but swallowed his saliva and shuddered unconsciously. At this moment, Qian Xiaoxiao had a natural and intimidating aura that made him feel scared for no reason.
Seeing the panic in his eyes, Qian Xiaoxiao suddenly realized what he had said, and it was "never" again. Who was he?
The surroundings suddenly fell into a condensed atmosphere, with only the occasional rustling of leaves in the breeze.
"Well... Actually listening is very good, but it would be better if you could respond to them..." Yu Zhujun said very carefully, as if he was afraid that he would suddenly yell at others.
Subconsciously, Qian Xiaoxiao didn't want him to do this to him. He liked to see his bright and clever eyes flashing, and he was not afraid of causing trouble to him.
"Being your long-term worker is my bottom line." He said dullly. Although he had lost his memory, subconsciously he was sure that this was the first time he had been so wronged, but he was not sure whether it was the first time he had been a long-term worker.
Seeing that his expression softened, Yu Zhujun also returned to his naughty nature and said: "A capable person has to work hard. I will work hard to make you a capable person. Don't you fail to recognize a good heart."
Qian Xiaoxiao stared at him in disbelief, and began to seriously suspect that this person saved his life because he wanted to personally piss him off.
But, so what if he has this life? Who is he? Has he always been a lonely person? So no one comes to look for him?
He had that lonely expression again. Yu Zhujun rolled his eyes, shook his head, and said, "That's all, I owe you. Who asked me to save you from trouble?" He stretched out his hand and held his hand: "Let's go,
If there is good food, I’ll treat you to it.”
Is it ridiculous for a man to hold hands with a man? Qian Xiaoxiao shook off his hand without thinking, but the force was too strong. Not only did he throw away Yu Zhujun's hand, but he also accidentally hit him on the chest. He felt something strange about the touch.
Strangely, I saw Yu Zhujun squatting down in pain.
Did he hit that hard? So he quickly asked: "What's wrong with you?"
"It's okay." Yu Zhujun raised his head, pressed his sore chest with one hand, and panted slightly.
Only then did he notice that Yu Zhujun's face was not very good, and then asked: "Are you sick?"
Yu Zhujun breathed out slowly, stood up and forced a smile: "It's all an old problem. It always happens once a month. My chest is swollen and painful, and my lower abdomen is bulging, so I feel anxious and irritable. You'd better stay away from it these days.
Mess with me."
Yu Zhujun said so much, but what he focused on was...
"Once a month, why don't I know?"
"In the first month, you were lying in bed. You were a patient yourself, so how could you pay attention to me? In the second month, you only thought about resuming your martial arts as soon as possible, and you also had no intention of paying attention to me." At this point, Yu Zhujun suddenly
A touching smile appeared: "This month, you know that I am old and have problems, and we are becoming more and more like a family."
"I will leave eventually." Qian Xiaoxiao blurted out, which also made the smile on his face disappear.
"I know," his bright eyes dimmed slightly, but then lit up again, Yu Zhu said, "But as long as you are still here, you are my family."
He didn't know what to say? The word "family" didn't seem to mean much to him who had lost his memory. Not wanting to think more, he stared at him and changed the topic: "Since you are old and sick, you are a doctor.
, can’t it be cured?”
He shook his head, pondered for a moment and said: "I have liver stagnation and qi stagnation. The body will become like this after a period of accumulation. I just need to drink some decoction to remove stagnation and replenish qi."
"Is there no cure?" He raised his face and looked at it carefully, looking at it with great concentration.
"Are you caring about me?" He grinned, quite liking how he was looking at her so intently.
Qian Xiaoxiao let go of his hand dully: "Answer my question."
Really overbearing! But Mr. Yu Zhu was used to it, and he immediately replied: "It's something you are born with. Plus, there are too many things to worry about and worry about, which affects the function of the liver." At this point, he suddenly stopped talking.
, with an awkward expression on his face. Before Qian Xiaoxiao could say anything, Yu Zhujun suddenly walked towards the house and said hurriedly: "Stop talking, let's go eat."
This was the first time Qian Xiaoxiao saw such an embarrassed look on Yu Zhujun's face. What did he think of? Although Qian Xiaoxiao was curious, so what if he asked? So what if he knew? He knew very well that he would never stay
After spending a lifetime in this mountain, even if I get to know Mr. Yu Zhu... so what?
The two of them returned to the backyard of the house one after another, and Yu Zhujun asked Qian Xiaoxiao to squat down and dig the soil.
He squatted down and looked at the pile of charcoal fire in front of him. He could still see a slight residual fire. He opened the charcoal fire and dug out a few strange lumps of black stuff. An indescribable slightly burnt aroma immediately wafted out.
He looked up at Yu Zhujun standing aside and asked curiously: "What is this?"
He also squatted down next to him and said with a surprised look on his face: "No way? You haven't eaten before?"
Qian Xiaoxiao was puzzled, how to eat these roasted black things?
"Where did you come from? Why is there a palace in heaven?" Yu Zhujun lamented jokingly, then reached for a hot sweet potato and motioned for him to take one too, then he blew it and was about to bite it.
Qian Xiaoxiao frowned and asked, "Eat it with the burnt skin? There's still charcoal ash on it."
Yu Zhujun's eyes widened and he said, "This is the way to enjoy roasted sweet potatoes. Take a bite and try it."
Qian Xiaoxiao took a serious bite.
"Ahem... bah!" It's bitter and hot!
"Hahaha!" Yu Zhujun laughed loudly.
He had been treated, and a mouthful of charcoal ash and burnt skin tasted bitter and astringent, but looking at Yu Zhujun's handsome face that was pale just now, the color returned to it because of his smile, and it looked much more pleasing to the eye, and he didn't
Angry, but found that I don't like his pale look, so frank, so naughty, this makes him look like his little doctor...
His?! Qian Xiaoxiao's face suddenly changed, where did he think? He shook his head in horror, eager to get rid of this strange thought.
Oblivious to his strange behavior, Yu Zhujun happily peeled off the burnt skin of the sweet potato, revealing the fragrant golden sweet potato. He opened his mouth and took a bite, and then he exhaled: "Hot, hot, hot... Huhuhu...
Delicious."
With Yu Zhujun's encouragement, Qian Xiaoxiao followed suit and took a bite of the soft and pleasant roasted sweet potato. In just one bite, he was sure that this was better than fried rice cakes, and it was his real experience in these days.