owlsbooks Chapter 110, old man
Chapter 110, old man
Jiang Sisi, who had nowhere to go, could only bring her baby back to the humble and humble house. In fact, the temple was very, very small.
It’s good that the roof doesn’t leak rain. Once it rains, it’s likely to be the rhythm of heavy rain outside and moderate rain inside.
When Jiang Sisi returned to this temporary residence with Si Yue Wuchen in her arms, she felt like a thousand-word Cao Nima flew through her heart, forget it, at least it was a good place to live.
She laid the baby flat on the only dirty old blanket that couldn't see its original color, and then put the baby on it with a blank expression, then spread it out beside her, and then frowned slightly, holding a stone carefully. look around.
After a while, a dirty old man with a gray beard, tattered body and limping legs came in. Jiang Sisi knew at a glance that he was the old man who saved herself and Si Yue Wuchen that day.
As soon as the old man came back, he saw Jiang Sisi sitting there holding a baby in her arms, looking at him with wide, sunken eyes.
She didn't say anything, but just threw her a steamed bun, which was much better than the original person, and it looked like it was just out of the oven and still had a fragrance, Jiang Sisi swallowed, her green eyes stared at her. Looking at the steamed buns that the old man just threw over, I really want to eat them, but I dare not.
The old man seemed to see Jiang Sisi's mental activity, "Eat it, this steamed bun is not poisonous, but there is no free lunch in the world."
"Thank...thank you." Hearing what the old man said, Jiang Sisi couldn't bear it anymore, picked up the steamed bun and started to gobble it up, but she didn't forget to feed the baby in the same way as before.
After she finished eating, the old man just kept looking at him indifferently without saying a word, but his eyes were too hot, which made him a little uncomfortable. Thinking of eating someone else's steamed buns just now, he could only cough lightly: "Well, I just thanked you for the steamed buns, and for saving my life last time, but I don't know how to ask the senior's name.
Cannibals have short mouths and short hands, this principle remains unchanged.
The old man opened and closed his mouth, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated, but his eyes never left Jiang Sisi, and he said after a long time: "It's getting late, go to sleep."
Jiang Sisi, who was already a little mentally exhausted today, heard the old man say this, her eyelids were really sleepy, and then she yawned, and the baby in her arms just cried "Yiwu Yiwu" several times.
Jiang Sisi only knew that the baby in her arms used to cry except when she was hungry, but she didn't know this happened to him now, she just patted him on the back lightly.
The old man: "Maybe he urinated, or look at his swaddle." Jiang Sisi followed the old man's words and found that a large part of the swaddle was stained with urine.
The old man: "Boy, I didn't expect to have a child at such a young age. It's amazing." Jiang Sisi didn't care what the old man said, but just tore off her shirt, threw the original swaddle from under the baby, and gave it to him again. Made a new one.
After she finished everything in a hurry, the black night sky was already dotted with stars, and the lights had just come on.
The nightlife belonging to others has just begun, and Jiang Sisi is alone in a cold sweat, and at this moment she is merging with the memory of the original owner.
She is the original owner, and the original owner is her, just like in the previous life.
At this moment, the old man was also soundly asleep, dreaming of some kind of sweet dream and still smiling sweetly, Jiang Sisi also felt sleepy, she moved over to hold the baby in her arms, leaning on the incense stand to hold the little baby Pressing the head to the chest, the little baby's body bones are extremely soft, and there is a faint milky scent on the body. It smells a little hungry, like taking a bite, but it is very warm in the hug, and I don't want to let go.
In the ruined temple, two tired children slept very soundly, and their two small bodies hugged each other tightly, as if they were the only ones left in the world who could rely on each other.
After this sleep, he fell asleep until the next morning. The old man just poked Jiang Sisi awake with a branch that served as a walking stick. On the face of the less filthy old man, Jiang Sisi pulled a wry smile from the corner of her mouth when she just opened her eyes. It turned out that this was not a dream.
"Boy, when I wake up, I feel like I'm going to beg with the old man. The old man doesn't care for idlers." Seeing that she woke up, the old man threw a black porcelain bowl with a chip to him.
"By the way, my surname is Li. You can call me Uncle Li from now on."
"Uncle Li." A somewhat hoarse voice came out of his throat.
Jiang Sisi didn't speak, but quietly took the broken white porcelain bowl with a big mouth missing, put the baby in her arms into her clothes, and after she made sure that there were no problems, she followed Li Bo through the sculptures. Liang Huazhu, the dark alleys of Qingshi Street, approached for about an hour and stopped at the bank of a river full of willow fragrance and flowers.
This is a river that is not too big or too wide to run from east to west. Now it is noon and there are more people. The river water presents a kind of haze under the light. Many pretty girls are already sitting or standing on the prows of many boats. juvenile.
They are all dressed in cool clothes, smiling coquettishly at passing handkerchiefs and smiles to passers-by and boats. If someone looks at the river bank, or even an adult male waves, they will order the boatman at the helm to stop. After a while, if the deal is made, Just sticky into the cabin.
Uncle Li, who was walking in the front, seemed to be used to this kind of situation and didn't care at all. He took Jiang Sisi to the side of the willow tree and took out a broken bowl and sat with half-closed eyes. How much food is thrown in the bowl, spirit stones are rarely asked for, and Li Bo will kneel and say when someone comes to implement it for him, "Thank you for the good-hearted man, the good man's life is safe and so on.
But Jiang Sisi would not say that even if she was down and out, because her only self-esteem would not allow it, so she could only close her eyes and silently endure another encounter in her previous life.
The baby who was hiding in the swaddling womb with only half of its head exposed looked at the passers-by with wide eyes, obsidian-like eyeballs.
Jiang Sisi was very satisfied with her child's appearance of not crying or fussing. After begging for a little food, she still used the most clumsy method to feed the small piece of steamed bun she just got. Dirty like a little beggar, Jiang Sisi, who even had a thick layer of dust on her face, begged with a little baby. They gave them a lot of things, even a few low-grade spirit stones, which made her feel uncomfortable. She is very happy.
In the past, the top/high-grade/spiritual stones were dismissive in her eyes. She never thought that the few low-grade spiritual stones she got today would satisfy her so much. It turns out that only after living a lifetime, do I know that I am such a person who is easy to be satisfied.
The day passed quickly, and it was windy at night, a little cold and gusty, and I don't know how many people will be buried during this night.
They returned to the ruined temple where they hid, and avoided the fate of being homeless, but the ruined temple full of holes could not stop the cold wind, Jiang Sisi instinctively hugged the only source of heat tightly, absorbing a little bit of heat warmth.
Uncle Li didn't say a word along the way, but his cloudy eyes still looked at Jiang Sisi, his mouth was half-opened and half-closed for a long time, he didn't dare to say anything, he just took the torn blanket he was sleeping on and curled up and fell asleep. There are a lot of sundries piled up here and there in the dilapidated temple, and there are cracks in some places. No one knows whether their lives will be taken away in the middle of the night. Other than that, there are basically few places to stay few.
Today, the drizzle outside has been falling non-stop, and the cold wind and rain are mercilessly drifting in through the leaky roof windows, and a lot of dry grass under the feet has become wet and waterlogged.
The baby in his arms, which he regarded as a small heater, was shaking all the time, and the little baby would occasionally have a chill.They didn't choose to go out with Uncle Li today to negotiate, but hid in the ruined temple to avoid the last cold spring rain.
Mu Jiu, who was lying in the corner, the only haystack that could still be called dry, hugged the baby tightly in her arms to warm each other, felt a little strange, but couldn't tell where the problem came from?
Although the identities obtained this time are really unimaginable. In April, many ordinary people used to start wearing summer clothes, but today's rain was accompanied by a kind of coldness. The coldness was not because of The air temperature is extremely low, but causes a cold that soaks from the skin to the bone marrow.
Due to her weight loss, her physique is already easy for ordinary people, not to mention the slightest cold caused by wind and rain, even lightning can withstand it.
But now, she felt a coldness emanating from the inside out from the depths of her body. Slowly, her whole body began to tremble uncontrollably, and she could only desperately hug the only source of heat in her arms. Looking forward to finding a trace of warmth from him.
"~嘿~" The cry of the baby in her arms was as weak as that of a newborn kitten, as if it would die anytime, anywhere.
She also soon discovered that there was something wrong with Siyue Wuchen, the baby she used as a heater kept shaking in front of her chest, her pink face was abnormally red at the moment, and she touched him with her already cold hands Comparing her face and forehead with her own, she found that the temperature was surprisingly high, a little baby, she had a fever.
"Hey... Hey..." The baby's face was red and hot, and then he began to cry non-stop. His crying was not loud, except that the frequency was a bit high, and the volume was weak like a kitten's. like calling.
Such a young child is so fragile, if he is in an ordinary family, he will definitely receive the most considerate care at this time, but the adoptive mother is Jiang Sisi, the saddest reborn person in history who cannot protect herself, is she also doomed? The fateful path of the two of them in the future.
After losing her mother and concubine, she was forced to live like a dog. When her biological father sent people to hunt her down, she did not panic. Jiang Sisi didn't panic when she was reborn and signed a contract with unequal conditions, but when the baby's pitiful cry echoed in her ears, she unexpectedly found that she panicked.
This feeling of fear spread over her chest, feeling like being locked in a dark cage, and the days when she was with dark snakes, insects, rats and ants, her whole body would be cold and bone-chilling.