"Where is it so serious?" Ah Chou sat up from the bed in a hurry, and the quilt slipped down from her shoulder. She was too busy to pull the quilt and wrap herself tightly. At the same time, she pleaded with Chen Qingxuan, "Mr. Chen, I'm really well. I know that my body must be OK. You can rest assured that I can go back..."

"But typhoid fever is contagious," Chen Qingxuan cut off ah Chou's words, and said to ah Chou word by word, "I know you are anxious to go home. It doesn't matter if you go home, but if you infect your family, how can it be good? At that time, will the two stay at home? Or is it snowing again? "

Ah Chou was startled, and then asked Chen Qingxuan carefully, "is it really contagious?"

"Yes, it's powerful," Chen Qingxuan nodded. He looked at ah Cho who had wrapped himself tightly, and thought about ah Cho who had embraced and slept with the man last night and could not live to drill into the man's arms. It was hard to avoid that he felt a little bad feeling. He paused at the moment, and then Chen Qingxuan said to ah Chou, "don't worry, your family is here, and now they are resting next door? ”

"really? He, he's here too? " Ah Chou was glad to see Zhong Mingwei, but he was afraid that he might infect Zhong Mingwei. So he dared not go. He asked Chen Qingxuan, "how is he, Mr. Chen? Why are you here? "

"You are the one he sent down the mountain? Otherwise, how could you go down the mountain by yourself if you were so sick that you passed out? " Chen Qingxuan said, rubbing his fingers, and said, "he's all right, but he's too tired, so he's still asleep. Don't disturb him, and let him sleep well."

Chen Qingxuan doesn't know what the relationship between ah Chou and Zhong Mingwei is. Uncle Chen says they are uncles and nieces, but last night he saw the scene of two people embracing each other and sleeping. Now he thinks of it. Ah Chou seems to have been avoiding to talk about the situation of his family. Chen Qingxuan is shocked and confused, but he is not a good person Ah Chou doesn't want to say, he won't ask. He just looks at the unusual relationship between the two people. The disabled man can spare his life for ah Chou, and ah Chou is so sick that he wants to go back. Chen Qingxuan looks at ah Chou's worried and happy face, so he tells a lie. He doesn't want to worry about ah Chou too much. In the end, if she is still recovering from illness, she always thinks about the separation The man of the wall, afraid is this disease not good agile.

"It's ok if it's OK, it's ok if it's OK," ah Chou said with a long breath, turning his head suddenly to look at Chen Qingxuan, and saying, "he He has bad legs and feet. How did he send me down the mountain? Mr. Chen, do you know? "

"Oh, he took off your doorplate and tied you to it. He pushed it all the way down. I saw it and brought you back." Chen Qingxuan wrote lightly.

"Hey! How clever he is! " Ah Chou was a little proud. His eyes were bent and he was busy with Chen Qingxuan. "Mr. Chen, would you please ask grandma Chen to make him a pot of noodle soup? He must be hungry. Give me two eggs, one spoonful of sesame oil and one spoonful of chili noodles. When I get better, I will send the medicine money and the rice money together... "

"You are such a girl that I don't like to listen to you," said Chen Qingxuan, wringing his eyebrows. He raised his feet and walked out, but stopped his feet again, and turned his head to look at ah Chou. "Make him a noodle soup, and you won't eat anything?"

"Didn't you have red bean porridge just now?" Ah Chou murmured, sipping his lips and wriggling with Chen Qingxuan, "otherwise, I'll have a bowl of noodle soup."

"Two eggs, a spoonful of sesame oil and a spoonful of chili noodles?" Asked Chen Qingxuan.

"Mmm, the same as him!" Ah Chou was so busy that he felt a little shy at the same time. He shrunk his face toward the quilt. "Thank you, Mr. Chen."

Chen Qingxuan smiled and shook his head, leaving the door.

……

Pang Yi found the Jixian bookstore in the middle of the night.

In the afternoon, he settled down xiao'an, bought a large cart of rice, flour, oil, food, clothes and other things in the street, and drove the car up the mountain. However, when he arrived at the gate half way up the mountain, he was shocked. One gate of Haoer was missing, and the other gate "clanged" and "clanged" in the cold wind. Pangyi's heart was full of voice He was so busy that he jumped out of the carriage, drew out his knife and crept into the yard.