Chapter 9:

Back home, Jinxiu asked Xiangyang to sit on a stool, then brought out a bowl of hot and sour cabbage and a pot of white porridge, and sat down across from him to greet him for breakfast and lunch.
It is estimated that Jinxiu is also hungry, her mouth is bulging, "You should eat the padding belly first, and we will eat well at night."
Xiang Yang didn't feel any dissatisfaction either. He ate quickly, but he didn't make any indecent noise.
After eating four bowls of porridge in a row, Xiang Yang finally put down the bowl and showed an air of fullness.
Those who didn't know thought they had just eaten the delicacies of the mountains and the sea. Seeing his expression, Jinxiu really wanted to hand him a fan for the grandfather and a toothpick to pick his teeth.
Xiangyang is looking at Jinxiu's home. Her family's financial situation should be average, all of them are bungalows. There is a red brick wall in front of the door, half a meter high, probably just to show that this is my site. Fortunately, the place is big enough and there are more rooms, which doesn't make people feel too cramped.
There are a lot of red, green and green flowers planted in the yard. It can be seen that they have been carefully taken care of. The colorful flowers are very beautiful, making this simple house a lot warmer.
The house is divided into two parts, one part is for people, and it is divided into several rooms. The other part is raising poultry, where pigs and chickens are raised.
Jinxiu walked to Xiangyang and gave him a set of clothes, and said embarrassingly: "Today I went to town and bought you some clothes for you and put them in the room. I bought them according to my father's style and size. I don't know. It doesn’t fit, you go take a shower and change it."
Xiang Yang took a group of black clothes without patterns and rough fabrics, let alone workmanship. Xiang Xiao Caoyang sighed silently for himself.
When Jinxiu brought Xiangyang to the bathroom, he wanted to wax himself. The bathroom door was only blocked by a piece of cloth, and the space inside was so small that it was difficult for him to keep his back hunched.
Jinxiu had already put the boiled water in a bucket and explained which one was his toothpaste, toothpaste, toothbrush and soap. He also asked to pay attention to the wound before leaving.
Pretending to be forceful, he looked at the school grass and looked at the bathroom that was difficult to turn around, and sighed silently for himself again in his heart.
Men take a bath relatively quickly, and will wash in the sun within a few minutes.
Putting on his clothes, he has no requirements for himself. The big pants like the old man are two sizes bigger, enough for him to twist the trousers and tie a knot. The clothes are also very loose, like a sack covering his proud four-pack abs.
There are no mirrors and combs in the bathroom. Xiang Yang wiped it dry with a towel and then pulled it slightly with both hands.
When Xiangyang went out, Jinxiu was just about to feed the pigs.
Holding a pig feeding spoon in one hand and a bucket full of pig food in the other, she was walking forward with difficulty from high to low.
Xiangyang strode over and took the bucket in Jinxiu's hand and put it down in front of the pigpen.
Jinxiu walked over and complained: "Your foot is injured, so you shouldn't have mentioned it."
Xiang Yang turned around and said indifferently: "This weight is still trivial to me."
The pig feeding spoon in Jinxiu's hand suddenly fell to the ground, and unfortunately it hit the back of her instep. She forgot to scream, but her face flushed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and her ears had already turned purple.
Xiang Yang didn't expect her to reflect so much and wanted to step forward to see what happened to her feet.
Jinxiu stepped back and almost ran into the flowerpot behind. Then she turned around and wanted to run forward, and then almost ran into the pigsty. Then she saw the road clearly and ran to the room.
Xiangyang raised his eyebrows, what does this mean?
Could it be that I am really a face-controller, scared at a loss by my handsomeness?
Xiang Yang Bianse felt that there were thousands of villains in his heart singing and dancing, but his face was calm and expressionless. He raised his voice and asked Jinxiu: "Where is the hair dryer?" He didn't realize that he was so nervous that his voice seemed to be reading Poetry.
Jinxiu lowered her head and came out, her red ears seeming to bleed: "There is no hair dryer, you can wipe it with a towel."
Xiang Yang walked to Jinxiu, "What's wrong with you?"
Xiangyang's hair hadn't been cut for a while, and it was able to block his eyes, so he simply pulled the hair back to his head, so that his entire face was exposed.
Xiang Yang was right, Splendid was indeed Yan Kong.
What Jinxiu saw was Xiangyang's white skin, without any blemishes on her face. Under her sword eyebrows, her eyes were as dark as black jade and Danfeng eyes, and the tails of her eyes looked like a fascinating fox. He possesses the beauty of a woman, but his whole body reveals a fierce temperament. Although he is a little incompatible with the dress of the street master, he looks like an unruly young master with his height and temperament.
Jinxiu didn't expect him to be so good-looking, even more handsome than the stars on TV, the sun shone on him, as if golden light shone.
Xiangyang walked slowly towards Jinxiu like a banished immortal who had fallen into mortal dust.
Jinxiu's heart throbbed wildly, as if it was about to jump out of her mouth when she opened her mouth.
The atmosphere is very embarrassing now, these are all things Splendid did not expect. All her senses are infinitely magnified, and every step Xiangyang walks towards is like stepping on her heart, "boom", "boom" and "boom".
He didn't expect that the "beggar" was so good-looking, so that they could not belong to the same world.
Just at this moment, the iron gate outside was sounding "dang-bang, bang-dang", and Jinxiu seemed to be pulled back to his mind.
Jinxiu breathed a sigh of relief and hurried to open the door.
It really rains in time.
Xiang Yang didn't know what happened. Everything was fine at the beginning, but the atmosphere was different after he took a shower.
Could it be that Fairview is Yan control, but does not "control" his type?
Xiangyang saw Jinxiu coming in with a slightly blessed middle-aged man.
Just when he wanted to pull the front of his clothes and say ""Uncle okay, I'm bothering you", Jinxiu said to Xiangyang in a low voice, "This is Old Uncle Liu, I asked him to show you the wound. "
Jinxiu finished speaking, and then stepped aside.
Xiang Yang has doubts in his heart, why is he afraid of me again?
In the end, the results of the examination were not too problematic. The knee ligament was strained, and the ankle was somewhat swollen because it was not treated in time. I need to rest and relax, combined with Old Uncle Liu’s medicated wine massage and medicinal compress, it may take more than a month to get better. As for other wounds, the problem is not very big. Keep it clean and disinfected, and it will heal by itself.
Old Uncle Liu massaged Xiangyang's feet while explaining the precautions and dietary taboos. Jinxiu silently learned the massage technique while keeping in mind the things that Old Uncle Liu had explained.
After everything was settled, Jinxiu took Xiangyang to a room after sending off Old Uncle Liu, "You can live in this room, I have already packed up, let me know if I need to."
Xiang Yanggang wanted to thank Jinxiu, who had already left.
Xiang Yang felt that he had made a mistake.
Jinxiu has never looked at him since borrowing the hair dryer.
Xiangyang has never felt so frustrated.
He looked at the room, it was very small, there was a single wooden bed, a table, a chair, and then there was nothing.
However, compared to the small broken house, it feels on several levels, so Xiangyang does not feel lost.
On the chair were two sets of grandfather pants and T-shirts, and big underwear. Xiang Yang picked up the clothes and looked at it. He imagined the scene when Jinxiu went to buy these and couldn't help but smile.
I haven't slept in bed for several days. I just had a full meal and took a shower. Now I am sleepy. Xiang Yang stretched out and lay on the rigid bed looking at the roof.
The ceiling fan on the roof blew "whoop".
I arrived at this place somehow, met a girl somehow, and lived in her house somehow.
There should be no people living in this room at ordinary times. It is rather dark, but because the wormwood has just been burned, the faint musty smell is covered, and the smell of the room is not that unpleasant.
Xiangyang blocked the sunlight coming through the window with the back of his hand. He closed his eyes and thought: It's great!
I don't know how long I slept, Xiang Yang woke up and his whole body was as relaxed as never before. For the first time in the past few months, he slept so satisfied.
He went out and did not see Fairview. Because his feet were wrapped in medicine, his feet were really painful, so he didn't want to walk around, so he took a chair and sat at the door looking at the flowers and plants in the yard, listening to the shouts of chickens and pigs around.
I don't know how long it took, Jinxiu opened the courtyard door and went home. She saw Xiang Yang, said hello and hurried into the kitchen.
Xiangyang felt a row of crows flying over her head. Before his smile could be released, the girl was gone.
Steamed carp, corn bone soup, and stir-fried cauliflower for the evening.
When Xiang Yang washed his hands and saw the dishes on the table, his chest was filled with an unspeakable emotion. How long has he not sat down and eat well?
Jinxiu filled Xiangyang with a bowl of rice, pushed the fish to Xiangyang, and took a small bowl of soup for him.
Xiang Yang asked: "Why don't you have fish?"
Jinxiu lowered her head and said, "The fish was bought for you specially. I heard that it is good for your feet. You should also drink more soup so that your feet will heal quickly."
Xiang Yang didn't say anything, he put the bone broth in front of Jinxiu, put a few more pieces of meat in it, and then began to eat.
Jinxiu slumped his head to eat quickly, but did not speak, which made Xiangyang very unaccustomed. In the past, even if she ignored her, she would crackle and talk a lot, but he did not respond, and she would still talk to herself.
Today it was unusually quiet.
Xiangyang observed Jinxiu. She kept her head down without looking at him, making Xiangyang feel irritable.
I was thinking that she would get a bonus when she saw him, but she didn't expect that the current Fairview was not afraid of him, but hiding from him.
Jinxiu ate quickly, and she told Xiangyang to eat enough to put the dishes on the table and leave.
Xiangyang's heart sank to the bottom.
"Ah,, yes," Jinxiu went and returned, Xiang Yang raised his heart, "How would you cook?"
Xiangyang shook his head.
Jinxiu tells Xiangyang that he will prepare his food in the pot tomorrow, and teach Xiangyang how to heat the food.
Xiang Yang didn't say a word, and didn't know if he listened.
After Jinxiu said he was leaving, Xiangyang almost implored: "Are you out there all day tomorrow?"
Jinxiu said: "Yes, you have to take care of yourself."
"May I help you?" Xiang Yang sent out an application again.
Jinxiu's head shook like a rattle, and her eyes kept floating: "You can heal your injuries."
This sentence is again.
Before Xiangyang could speak again, Jinxiu disappeared.
I thought it was tomorrow. I didn't expect Xiangyang to see Jinxiu several times in the next five days. Even if I met, I didn't say a few words.
She would prepare the meal and leave it to him. Sometimes she would leave a note asking how his injury was, but Xiang Yang didn't reply to her.
In the morning Jinxiu made breakfast in the kitchen, Xiangyang opened his eyes and listened to the small clash of pots and bowls. Sometimes Jinxiu would come back at noon, but he didn't find him either, so he cooked the food and left in the kitchen. In the evening, I would take the initiative to find him, massage his feet, and go back to the room without any communication after applying the medicine.
She is indeed hiding from him.
Xiang Yang recalled the situation when he first arrived at Jinxiu's house. Although he did not admit it, he was indeed rejected.
It was already dark when Jinxiu returned home. After she opened the door and rode the tricycle to the yard, she closed the iron door gently, trying not to make too much noise.
When I was about to enter the hall, I was frightened by a black shadow like a pillar next to the door, and looking up at the beautiful night, I saw Xiangyang's fuzzy face.
Jinxiu saw Xiang Yang swallow the shock in her mouth, and lowered her head to enter the room.
"Why hide from me?"
The Jinxiu Urn said with an anger: "No."
Xiang Yang thought she would reply like this, "If it is not convenient, I can leave immediately."
Jinxiu raised her head, "No, I've been busy recently."
Xiangyang kept looking at Jinxiu's eyes and didn't speak. Xiangyang slipped far more than Jinxiu than silence.
Xiangyang stood by the door like a pillar. Under his torch-like gaze, Jinxiu said dullly, "I don't know how to tell you."
Xiang Yang didn't care, "Just say what you think."
Jinxiu lowered her head and said nothing.
"Then you want me to leave by myself?" Xiang Yang helped her find a breakthrough.
Jinxiu shook his hands arbitrarily, "No, no, not like that."
After a pause, Jinxiu said, "I used to think you are someone who needs help."
"Now my feet are not healed, and the wounds on my body have not healed. I don't need help anymore?" Jinxiu did not expect such a cold tone in such a magnetic voice.
Jinxiu said: "On the day I went home, I found out that you were in trouble temporarily. After all, you and us are not people on the same road. I just don't know how to get along with you."
Xiang Yang couldn't believe it: "Just because of this face?"
Fairview acquiesced to his guess with silence.
Xiang Yang didn't expect Jinxiu to think of some of these things in her mind, and she was complacent about her handsome appearance: "Where do you see from this face that we are not people on the road?"
Jinxiu said in a low voice: "It is impossible for you to deal with us normally."
He constricted the spikes on his body, "Normally, it is really impossible for us to deal with each other, because we don't know each other. But now we know, we can't pretend we don't."
After thinking for a while, Xiang Yang continued: "My mother has passed away, and my father has already married and had his own children. I am already homeless. Do you want to stay away from me now?" The words are cold and violent towards Jinxiu. The accusation, the feeling of his life experience, there is a sad emotion.
Xiang Yang knew that it was ridiculous to pretend to be sympathetic to Poor Bo, but now he didn't know how to let Jinxiu, who had been escaping from him these days, put down his guard against him.
He was even more afraid that Jinxiu would stay away from him a little bit.
Obviously, this trick is useful for Fairview.
Jinxiu did not expect to hear Xiang Yang say this, she looked at Xiang Yang in disbelief.
Xiangyang took another strong medicine, "I really need your help."
Jinxiu was ashamed of the absurd self-esteem in her heart, and she apologized to Xiangyang very seriously.
Xiang Yang also wanted a guarantee, "You promised that I will always be by my side."
Jinxiu nodded solemnly: "Yes, I will always be by your side."