"Oh, cousin." Xiahou Wandai looked at the filled basket and most of the plums scattered on the ground, and said in embarrassment: "There are so many plums that this basket can't fit at all. What should I do?
Do we have to make a few more trips to get a few more baskets?"
"Alas!" Du Zhiqing looked at the plums on the ground and sighed, "I originally planned to pick a few more plums for my parents and uncle to try, but this time, I really picked more plums. There were simply too many.
too much."
"Who would have thought that just one tree can't even fit into such a big basket. Well, what can we do? Forget it, let's go back and get a few more baskets. We can only move it a few more times."
"There's no need to go to such trouble." Mo Jianchen shook his head and stopped Xiahou Wandai: "We can transport these plums back like this."
As he spoke, he took off the cloak he was wearing and tied it into a bundle: "Just put the plums here and carry them back. Why do you have to run so many more times?"
"You..." After Mo Jianchen took off his robe, he was left with only a thin layer of shirt. The coldness of spring had not gone away yet. His clothes were so thin that he might catch a chill.
Du Zhiqing hesitated for a moment: "It's still so cold now, aren't you afraid of catching the cold?"
Mo Jianchen shook his head and smiled indifferently, don't worry, your brother Chen's body has always been strong, what does this mean?"
After he said that, even his own heart became happy. No matter how hard-spoken this little girl was, she still cared about herself very much in her heart.
As he spoke, he picked up the plums on the ground and put them into the baggage he tied with his shawl. While packing, he said to them: "What are you waiting for? Hurry up and pack them!"
"Okay then." Seeing that he had already taken action, Du Zhiqing nodded and agreed, and together with Xiahou Wandai, they picked up the plums one by one and put them in the bag.
"Oh, it's so heavy!" There could be dozens or hundreds of large and small plums packed together. Du Zhiqing raised his hand to carry them, but he couldn't help but feel a little strenuous.
"Come on, I'll do it!" Mo Jianchen stopped her and picked up the baggage himself: "You two are both clean-blooded young ladies. This kind of physical work should be done by a man like me.
Come and do it, you just need to rest first."
Du Zhiqing couldn't help but laugh in his heart, he was really a fool, even the analogy was so outrageous. He and Wan Dai were both generals and tiger girls who had been practicing martial arts since childhood, how could they say that their fingers were immune to spring water?
The clear wave in her eyes turned, and she lowered her eyebrows slightly, feeling a little funny, "Both of us are martial arts practitioners, how can you compare ordinary women with us."
"This plum is a little heavy, but it doesn't matter to us. Do you think we can't even lift this thing?"
"Of course not!" Mo Jianchen smiled softly, and there was only cheerfulness in his smile, "I know that you two cannot lift these things, but with me as a man here, it is impossible for you women to do it."
"Even if you are martial arts practitioners, you are still women. As long as you are women, you should be taken care of, right?"
His face was full of sincerity. Such open-mindedness and sincerity cannot be faked. Du Zhiqing looked at him without saying a word. But his heart felt warm inexplicably. Why was this?
Seeing that she didn't speak, Mo Jianchen smiled softly and blinked, "Okay, okay, you tell me where these plums are going to be sent, and we can transport them there quickly."
Du Zhiqing did not refuse his kindness this time: "Send it to the main hall and leave it to my mother and uncle to quench their thirst. They should go back after practicing."
"Okay!" Mo Jianchen replied loudly, and said to Du Zhiqing: "Sister Zhiqing, you carry the basket, and I will carry the baggage. Let's go quickly!"
After saying this, he lifted up the baggage. At that moment, his eyes fell on the fallen leaves all over the courtyard. His eyebrows moved involuntarily, and he seemed to have thought of something. In an instant, he put down the baggage he had just lifted.
"Wait a moment!"
"What's wrong?" Du Zhiqing was surprised.
Looking at the fallen leaves on the ground, Mo Jianchen concentrated: "The leaves here have made the yard dirty, and it doesn't look neat and elegant at all. Let's clean it up before leaving."
Turning back, he saw a big broom standing by the wall. After saying that, he walked over, picked it up, and carefully cleaned the fallen leaves in the yard.
"Sister Zhiqing, Junior Sister Wandai, please wait for me for a while. After I finish cleaning, I will go to the main hall with you."
"You...you don't have to do it yourself." Seeing him cleaning up the fallen leaves himself, Du Zhiqing's eyes showed a slight surprise: "There will be servants cleaning this yard every day. When we leave, they will naturally
I will take care of this place, why do you have to do it yourself?"
Mo Jianchen raised his head and smiled at Du Zhiqing: "Of course I know there will be servants to take care of it. It's just that I made this yard dirty, so it should be cleaned by me myself. I have the skills and skills."
If you are weak, why do you have to rely on your servants for everything?"
"Everything has to have a beginning and an end. There's no point in letting others clean up the mess you made, don't you think? You two wait for me for a while. I'll finish cleaning up and follow you soon."
After he said that, he continued to clean up seriously.
Looking at his serious cleaning figure, Du Zhiqing fell silent, the eyes of his eyes gently moving around, looking thoughtful.
Such a serious and sincere person is completely different from the swinger he first met on Lemin Street. He seems to have returned to the sensible and considerate Brother Chen when he was a boy.
He does things from beginning to end and is full of righteousness in his heart. In this way, he does look like a gentleman.
"Okay, everything has been swept away." After finishing the cleaning, Mo Jianchen put the broom back to its original position, picked up the baggage, and said to Du Zhiqing: "Let's go quickly!"
Little did he know that Du Zhiqing was deep in thought and could not hear what was said.
Seeing this, Mo Jianchen called out again: "Sister Zhiqing, sister Zhiqing!"
"Ah!" Du Zhiqing was brought back from his thoughts by this call, but when he saw that he had already cleaned the courtyard, he couldn't help but be startled: "Ah, you finished cleaning, how... so fast?"
"The sweep is finished." Seeing her stunned expression, Mo Jianchen couldn't help but wonder, searching her expression: "Sister Zhiqing, what are you thinking about? You are so absorbed in your thoughts that I called you several times, but you are still confused.
can not hear."
"Ah, it's nothing!" When Du Zhiqing came back to his senses, he couldn't help but blush. How could he let him know that what he was thinking about just now was about him.
She quickly picked up the basket, covering up her shyness, and said hastily: "Go back to the main hall quickly!"
After she said that, she carried the basket and hurried forward without even looking back.
Seeing her hurried expression, which was a bit cute, Mo Jianchen couldn't help but smile: "Oh, this little girl is really inexplicable!"
After saying that, he shook his head, picked up the baggage on the ground, and followed their footsteps into the main hall together.
"Oh, it's finally here!"
Luanxiang Pavilion is extremely huge, and it takes a full two-quarters of an hour to walk from the game yard to the main hall.
No matter how strong Mo Jianchen was, carrying such a heavy bag of plums and walking such a long distance without any stops, his arms would still feel sore.
He put down the bundle of plums, shook his hands, and then turned his head: "Sister Zhiqing, you put them here, right?"
"Yes." Du Zhiqing nodded: "Just leave it there, the elders will be able to see it when they come back later."
"Hey, Senior Brother Mo, you..." At this moment, Xiahou Wanda happened to see the red and swollen mark on Mo Jianchen's forehead, and asked in surprise: "Senior Brother Mo, why is your forehead so red and swollen?
, what’s going on, are you injured?”
"Ah, I..." When she asked him this question, Mo Jianchen couldn't help but be speechless and didn't know how to answer.
Since she promised Du Zhiqing not to tell anyone that she was the one who beat her, she couldn't tell the truth to Xiahou Wandai, right?
He quietly glanced at Du Zhiqing's eyes, but Du Zhiqing showed no expression. His mind was running rapidly, so he could only give an excuse, "Ah... yes, it's me. I didn't look at it when I was practicing today."
I accidentally hit a tree on the road, um, that's why I hit my forehead red, um, that's it..."
He was not good at lying, but even when he told lies, he hesitated, hesitated, and couldn't form a sentence. His eyes darted from side to side, and one could tell at a glance that he had a guilty conscience.
"Oh, forget it." Looking at his hesitating look, Du Zhiqing couldn't help but couldn't stand it anymore. She glared at him and curled her lips: "Look at that look on your face. You are used to being glib.
Now I won’t even be able to make up a lie anymore.”
"Wandai is my cousin, what do you have to hide from her?"
After she finished speaking, she bluntly told Xiahou Wandai: "Wandai, you don't have to doubt it. The wound on his head was caused by me. I shot it with a slingshot."
"What?" Xiahou Wandai couldn't help being shocked. Although her cousin was willful, she was not such a ignorant person. She took another look at the redness and swelling on Mo Jianchen's forehead, which was a bit unbelievable: "Cousin, the stone shot by the slingshot hit
It would be very painful on a human body, why would you hit Senior Brother Mo with a slingshot?"
Du Zhiqing pursed his lips, with a bit of guilt on his face, but also a bit of helplessness: "I didn't want to hit him originally, I just wanted to drive him away. Who knew he didn't know how to hide, so he was hit?