Quick Wear: Salted Fish anchor always eats melons on the scene

In the cold winter, when snow falls, the wealthy families sit around the fire in their houses with plenty of charcoal fires to watch the snow, while the poor people worry about how to survive such bad weather.

People were hurrying along the street, and no one visited Qingxuan's stall.

Today is another day without any harvest.

He and Shi Li had thought about doing some small business, but after trying several times, they always failed for one reason or another, and lost the little money they had saved with great difficulty.

The sufferings of the world cannot be changed by one person's own force.

Qingxuan had no choice but to put away his pen and paper and go home in the snow and wind.

The moment he stepped over the threshold, he fell to the ground with a thud.

Shi Li was pushing a loom in the house. The weather was so cold that even her fingers were frozen stiff. She had to blow on them from time to time to barely relax a little.

Hearing the noise outside, he got up in shock and walked out, only to see Qingxuan lying on the ground unconscious.

It took her a lot of effort to drag Qingxuan into the house. Seeing that he was weak, she quickly found a doctor to see him.

Then the doctor told Qingxuan that he had suffered serious internal injuries and that he not only needed to rest well, but also needed to use very expensive medicinal herbs.

When the doctor said these words, Qingxuan had already woken up and was lying on the bed without saying a word.

After Shi Li sent the doctor away and turned back, he raised his head. His dark eyes were without a trace of light.

"Don't worry about you, just take care of yourself."

Shi Li was almost pissed off by him.

First, he closed the wooden door tightly to prevent the cold wind from blowing in, then he walked to the bed and sat down.

"Qingxuan, if it was me lying on the bed today, would you just leave?"

Qingxuan naturally wouldn't.

But he didn't want to become a burden to Shi Li.

"Don't bring up the issue of men and women. I'm no worse than you."

Shi Li knew the answer from his silence, and said with a casual smile, "I am good at weaving brocade, so I can definitely support you, so just lie down and take care of yourself."

What she said was half true and half false.

It is true that weaving brocade is very difficult, but it also takes a lot of time and effort.

Now she was no different from ordinary people, and would feel uncomfortable when she was tired. However, in order to earn money to buy those expensive medicinal herbs, she had to reduce her rest and sleep time every day and sit in front of the loom day and night.

She wove each piece of brocade bit by bit and then exchanged it for silver to nourish her body.

In the cold winter, Shi Li was reluctant to light too many charcoal fires in the house. Her slender fingers began to turn red from the cold, and later she even developed frostbite.

[I feel a little sad…]

[In fact, the anchor has tips income, which is definitely much more than what I earn, but it still makes me uncomfortable to watch~]

[Whose fairy is so miserable? The anchor really made me cry T T]

In order to prevent Qingxuan from feeling too guilty, Shi Li gritted her teeth and bought herself a pair of gloves. She wore them on her hands every time she saw him to hide her frostbite.

"Why are you still wearing gloves in the house?" Qingxuan asked curiously.

Shi Li was prepared and waved her hands to show off, "My hands are precious. The weather is so cold now, so of course I have to protect them well."

Qingxuan's eyes followed her hand back and forth, and he pulled the corners of his mouth noncommittally, not knowing whether he believed it or not.

Winter has passed and spring has come. The most difficult days are finally over.

As the weather gradually became milder, Qingxuan's injuries were finally healed and he no longer had to lie in bed all day.

The first thing he did was to quietly walk over when Shili was weaving, and hiding under the window, he saw her hands full of chilblains.

He stood under the window for a long time that day.

Then he turned around silently and left without saying a word.

In the past, he just set up a stall outside to write letters for people. Now he found a restaurant and discussed it with the owner.

In the end, the shopkeeper was kind enough to let him set up his writing stall outside. He usually worked as a waiter and did odd jobs in the restaurant, and could earn a little money.

He and Shi Li can only be ordinary people at the bottom of society. This is the result of the evil spirit, and they must experience the sufferings of the world one by one.

Qingxuan worked in the restaurant for more than a month and experienced hardships he had never imagined before, but he finally earned a little more money.

When the first peach blossom bloomed in the town, it had been exactly two years since he and Shi Li had known each other.

He called Shi Li to take a break, and the two of them went out for an outing together.

Then he stretched out his hand and handed her a simple silver hairpin.

This hairpin with a bell on the head was not even bought, but made with the little change he had saved.

In order to save money, Qingxuan ran to the blacksmith's shop, talked for a long time, and even gave the blacksmith the last copper coin he had, in exchange for the opportunity to make a silver hairpin with his own hands.

Shi Li held the hairpin in her hand, feeling surprised and distressed at the same time.

"That's enough money to last for a long time."

Qingxuan didn't say anything, but just looked at her long raven-feather-like hair in silence.