Chapter 263

That night, after dinner, Zhong Chun sat down under the candlelight, and according to song Xijiao's instructions, he began to write the reverse characters on those wooden blocks.

The total number of Chinese characters is at least tens of thousands, but the commonly used ones are only two or three thousand. In written language, especially those books that need to be printed, there are only about 1000 words to be used.

Write about 300 in one night, and you can finish it in three nights.

The plan was like this, but song Xijiao fanned Zhongchun, held candles for him, and polished ink on one side. At night, she ran to the kitchen to make a snack for him. Unconsciously, she fell asleep at Zhongchun's table.

The next morning, when the first ray of sunlight was slowly emitted from the morning mist, Zhong Chun finally put down his brush and blew the last piece of wood.

It's finished at last.

Nong Jun's long eyebrows slightly twisted, and he could not help but raise his hand and pinch his eyebrows. I haven't slept all night. I'm really tired. When she got up and looked, song Xijiao was still holding the position of being carried to bed by her, lying there and sleeping.

What a silly girl.

Seeing that it was still dark outside, Zhong Chun untied her tassel string tied around her waist and took off her outer robe and middle coat until there was only one inner garment left.

At the moment, her black hair is scattered in the bed, I don't know if it is the relationship of sleeping too fragrant. Her small face is dizzy with rouge like color, and looks like the peach blossom with the suffix of spring rain on the branches, which makes him feel difficult to help himself, and can't help but bow down and drop a gentle kiss on her cheek.

Then, he took off his robe and lay on the side of her body. He gently held her in his arms. He sniffed the faint fragrance from her body. After a whole night's tiredness, he finally got a little relief.

Guguga.

I don't know how long it took, suddenly a chicken crow sounded in the yard. Song Xijiao turned her head in displeasure, whining, as if she wanted to avoid it, and went to the heat source around her. And the heat source seemed to be aware of it, holding her tightly and blocking her ears.

After staying for a while, they hugged each other tightly and slept again.

When the sun went up to three poles, song's mother sent chestnuts back to school. Seeing that the two people's rooms were still closed tightly, she was upset. She was about to knock on the door when she was stopped by the Zhang family: "mother, they were so busy last night that they didn't know when, so don't quarrel with them."

"Zhong Chun doesn't matter. How can Xijiao, as a daughter-in-law, sleep until this time? Let people know, she is such a lazy woman, like what words

Zhang said with a smile: "Niang, this is our family's business, we don't say it outside, who knows? Besides, no one in Jinzhou City knows how smart and capable Xijiao is. No one will say that she is lazy. "

Song's mother thought about it, too. She went to the stone table and sat down. She picked up the basket and began to embroider.

I don't know how long it took, but Zhong Chun finally woke up slowly and blinked sleepily. I didn't sleep all night last night. It's not enough just to sleep in the morning.

Song Xijiao in his arms is still in his arms, close to him, the sweet fragrance of his body surrounded his whole person in her gentle countryside, so that his body soon became hot.

With a slight embarrassment, he held her ankle on his leg, took her leg away, then held the back of her head and gently pulled his strong arm out of her neck.

"Well..."

Song Xijiao was sleeping soundly. Something was moving around her all the time, which upset her. She could not help but call out a warning.

Zhong Chun takes the quilt and covers her. Then he takes his clothes and quietly goes outside to change into new clothes. He comes out to see that Zhang is binding books for song Xijiao, while his mother is embroidering flowers.

As soon as Zhang saw Zhong Chun, he showed a funny look: "can you be willing to get up? I don't know. I thought you were just married

After understanding the hint in her words, Zhong Chun coughed awkwardly. He did not answer, but went directly to the well to wash himself. I can't go to the mountain today. After washing up, I'll go into the house and help song Xijiao tidy up those wooden blocks.

Song's mother frowned, and Chao Zhongchun asked, "Xi Jiao hasn't got up yet?"

Zhong Chun lightly nodded: "she didn't sleep until midnight last night, let her rest a little more."

"It's getting worse and worse." Song Mu shook her head.

When song Xijiao really woke up, the sun was almost up to her head. She lay lazily on the bed, only to find that although she had slept late last night, she was very comfortable.

When he came to the outer room, he saw that Zhongchun was still playing with a small piece of wood. He could not help being surprised: "did you not go to the mountain today?"

"I'm a little tired today. I won't go." Zhong Chun looked at her and saw that she was wearing a cloud white pink dress with three strings of light colored peach blossom tassels on one side of her bun. Her tender lips seemed to be covered with honey. She looked very sweet and attractive. She quickly moved away from her eyes and pointed to the wooden block on the table and said, "I have arranged these words according to your opinion."

"Well?"

Song Xijiao came to have a look. She saw a lot of words on the table, roughly counting them, at least a thousand. She opened her eyes in surprise: "have you finished writing all of them?"Zhong Chun nodded: "should not have fallen."

"You When did you write last night? "

"Probably, at dawn."

No wonder I didn't go to the mountain today. I didn't sleep all night. How can I have the strength to hunt? Song Xijiao immediately went to him and took a look at his face. Fortunately, there were no black circles around his eyes. His eyes were black and white.

Seeing that she loved herself, Zhong Chun pressed her in his heart. He took her hand and pulled her into his arms. He sat on his legs, surrounded her slender waist with powerful arms, and gently imprinted a kiss on her forehead.

"I'm fine. I've had a nap in the morning, but I'm sleepy and I can hold on."

Soft lips can not live in their own forehead cheek rub, song Xijiao blush pushed him: "what, in the daytime."

Hearing the speech, Zhong Chun was dumbfounded and laughed: "at night it's ok?"

"We're not married yet."

Oh! As soon as he heard this, Zhong Chun felt very sorry. At the beginning, he should not have followed her words to undertake this matter. In fact, the wedding ceremony can be made up in the back, but the bridal chamber can be carried out earlier. After all, in the eyes of others, they are already a couple.

However, since promised her, no matter how hard it is, I can only endure.

Song Xijiao is totally unaware of Zhong Chun's distress. She sits comfortably on her solid and reliable thigh and leans on his body comfortably. She devotes herself to playing with the wooden block with reverse characters on her hand, and her face is full of joy.

"After I've finished, I'll take it to carpenter Xu to carve it later. If everything goes well, I can start printing when he finishes carving!"

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