Chapter 1889

Mo Lingwei thought that she might be so fragile because of her ankle hurting too much and being far away from her homeland. She was moved by his words and didn't know what to do.

Feng Shaojin waited for a while, but he didn't hear her agree, but he didn't refuse either.

The long mountain road was not fast, but the two of them were not talkative people, and they were silent all the way until they returned to the old woman's house.

Seeing that Mo Lingwei was being carried back, the old woman quickly brought out the warm porridge for the two of them to drink.

There were several gaps in the porcelain bowl, and the stove was pitch-black. Feng Shaojin looked at the black ash floating on the white porridge, and turned to look at Mo Lingwei, only to see that Mo Lingwei was already holding the bowl and began to eat in small bites. up.

Feng Shaojin looked away, poured mouthfuls of the clear porridge in the bowl into his mouth, and swallowed it into his stomach.

After eating the porridge, he hugged Mo Lingwei to lie down on the wooden bed, and said softly, "Lie down for a while, and I'll boil some hot water for you to take a bath to get rid of the cold air on your body."

In the yard, there was the sound of crackling and chopping firewood.

Feng Shaojin put the rusty hatchet on the whetstone to demonize Cheng Liang, and while building a fire to boil water, he chopped the firewood and piled them neatly.

The old woman handed Feng Shaojin a pack of powdered leaves: "Put it in water and cook together, it's a medicinal material to dispel the cold."

"Thank you." Feng Shaojin smiled and opened the pot, and sprinkled the powder into it, "Thank you, mother-in-law."

The old lady looked Feng Shaojin up and down, and when she returned to the bedroom, she smiled from ear to ear: "Weiwei, your fiancé is really nice, I think he is well dressed, he is not someone who has done these rough jobs, but There is no ambiguity in doing things.”

Mo Lingwei: "..."

Mo Lingwei smiled awkwardly. She wanted to clarify the relationship between the two, but she was afraid that the old man would continue to question her. It seemed a little inappropriate not to clarify.

Feng Shaojin scooped water into the bucket, poured it into the basin in the bedroom, and helped her up from the bed: "You lean in the basin and soak for a while, and I'll stay outside the door. Call me if you need anything."

Mo Lingwei was sweating all over, and felt much better. She changed her clothes and called Feng Shaojin to come in.

Feng Shaojin took out the water in the basin, helped her to lie down on the bed, applied medicine to her swollen ankle, and went to the kitchen to wash the pots and pans. .

After finishing these things, he went back to his bedroom to see that Mo Lingwei was still asleep, carrying a basket on his back and followed the people from the mountain village to the mountain.

When Mo Lingwei woke up again, Feng Shaojin had already cooked mushroom porridge and pheasant soup, and brought them to the bedside.

Mo Lingwei looked at these ingredients in surprise, and asked, "Where did you get these ingredients?"

The old lady is old and slow to move. She occasionally digs some wild vegetables at the door and puts them in the porridge. Mushrooms and chicken soup are rarely eaten.

"I went to the back mountain and caught it." Feng Shaojin took a spoonful of mushroom porridge mixed with chicken soup and fed it to her lips: "Eat more while it's hot, and you'll gain strength after eating."

He had never taken care of anyone before, when Mo Lingwei fed hot porridge into her mouth, her tongue was almost scalded, a bowl of mushroom porridge was just overturned, and the hot porridge spilled onto his pants, Feng Shaojin As if he didn't realize it, he quickly took cold water and fed it to Mo Lingwei's lips: "It's all my fault, I should test the temperature first, I'm sorry..."

A blister formed on Mo Lingwei's mouth, which did not disappear for several days.

For several days, Feng Shaojin stayed in the old mountain to take good care of her, doing everything by himself.

Whenever you eat tea, you will test the temperature.

All the clothes she changed would be washed by hand and hung to dry.

Wherever she wants to go, she will carry her on her back and be her humanoid wheelchair.

Even a piece of ice has been melted by Feng Shaojin, let alone Mo Lingwei who has a heart of compassion...