After the failed attempt to pretend to be dead, the sickly child was favored by the treacherous mini

Shen Jinmo felt that after all these years, Xie Nanxing was still as stupid as ever.

Such a stupid person, if he wasn't protected by him, would definitely be bullied.

"Fortunately you didn't use money. They are a group of people who only take money but do nothing."

Without Xie Nanxing telling him, Shen Jinmo knew who would come to Xie's house tomorrow night.

In fact, Shen Jinmo felt that it was quieter without those people coming. It was much more comfortable for him and Xie Nanxing to hold hands and warm themselves by the fire than to be surrounded by a crowd of people.

But Xie Nanxing wanted it to be lively and bustling, and Shen Jinmo didn't feel that uncomfortable.

If Xie Nanxing is happy, there is no way Shen Jinmo will be unhappy.

The only thing Shen Jinmo had to do now was to suppress his coldness and hostility so as not to spoil Xie Nanxing's fun tomorrow.

Shen Jinmo felt that he would try his best.

It was also the first time for the two of them to be the head of the household and tidy up the home, learning how to plan the New Year at home. The novelty in their hearts had long overwhelmed their pursuit of perfection.

After walking around the mansion, Shen Jinmo and Xie Nanxing didn't think there was anything wrong with the arrangement. Xie Nanxing was even so pleased with it that he gave the servants in the mansion an extra ounce of silver as a stipend.

The wheelchair stopped in the orchard, and Yang Huai and Xiao Gao lit up two small red clay stoves.

Warming on the stove was a pot of chicken soup that had been simmered for three hours, and a pot of fruit tea to relieve the greasiness.

A blanket was spread on the ground, and Lu Bai was using a shovel to dig the empty mud pit in the middle a little deeper.

The four screens kept the cold winter wind out, and dry firewood was thrown into the fire pit. Soon, a half-person-high flame rose up.

When the heat from the area enclosed by the screen rose, Xie Nanxing took off his cloak and hand warmer, sat inside to feel the heat for a while before removing the cage that encircled Shen Jinmo.

Carefully, he wrapped a thin blanket around Shen Jinmo's cloak.

Xiao Gao caught the cage and put it carefully somewhere away from dust. From the way he handled it with care, it was clear that Xiao Gao cherished the cage very much.

Although the bamboo strips of this stool are not worth a few silver coins and do not look good in this state, the leather tied to the bamboo strips is very valuable.

Xiao Gao felt that even if he sold himself, he might not be able to get such a skin in return.

Xie Nanxing sat on a small stool, wrapped the eggs and sweet potatoes one by one with wet rice paper, and then used tongs to put the eggs and sweet potatoes into the fire.

Use a small shovel to scoop up the charcoal mixed with ashes and cover the eggs and sweet potatoes layer by layer.

"Xie Nanxing, haven't we had baked eggs for a long time?"

After returning to Luoan, the food and daily necessities of the two people had become extremely exquisite.

But when I think about it now, the delicacy that remains deeply in my memory is still a roasted egg and a serving of egg steamed bread in the thatched hut.

Xie Nanxing recalled how immature he was when he first arrived, and felt that the sword of time really gave people unlimited possibilities.

When staying in Yunhuai Village, Xie Nanxing felt that his life was in danger every day and he was always in danger of being assassinated.

But it was only during the past two years in the Divine Capital that he realized that in the previous assassinations, Shen Jinmo would have won if he had held a whip.

But now, with the open and covert attacks all over the Divine Capital, even if Shen Jinmo has all the skills, he is unable to retaliate.

"It's been a while. Last time, we agreed to give you baked eggs after you ate the baked sweet potatoes, but you were called into the palace that day."

After Shen Jinmo came out of the palace, the two of them faced another round of oppression in the Divine Capital. They no longer had the leisure to look for the smoke from the thatched hut in the past.

The aroma of roasted eggs wafted out. Shen Jinmo liked to eat the ones that were a little burnt, so Xie Nanxing took the tongs to pick out the eggs and put them in a place with less fire.

He waved to Yang Huai, and Yang Huai led everyone in the forest out.

After adding a few more pieces of firewood, Xie Nanxing first filled a small cup of scented tea for Shen Jinmo, then changed to a small bowl and filled it with some chicken soup to warm Shen Jinmo's stomach.

"Shen Jinmo, did you see Ah Ping last night?"

When Xie Nanxing was applying medicine to Shen Jinmo today, he saw that the scars on Shen Jinmo's waist and back were a little more severe than the cracks from yesterday.

"Well, he asked me about the days when I was in a coma."

Xie Nanxing knew that Shen Jinmo would ask, and Shen Jinmo also knew that Xie Nanxing would notice that he got up in the middle of the night.

"Did you apply the ointment when you got up?"

"I applied a thick layer of the ointment you placed by the bed when I stood up and when I lay down."

Shen Jinmo listened to Xie Nanxing's words, applied a thick layer of ointment, and then got up.

Xie Nanxing brought herself a bowl of chicken soup and sipped it with a spoon: "Next time, you ask me and I'll sit next to you and tell you, okay?"

Shen Jinmo pursed his lips in silent rejection.

Xie Nanxing frowned and asked, "Why don't you want to ask me directly?"

Shen Jinmo raised his hand slightly, and Xie Nanxing, who was still a little angry, had already put his face close to Shen Jinmo's hand.

"If you think it's a good thing, a happy thing, you will definitely tell me."

What you don't say must not be a good thing for you. How can I bear to let you fall into bad memories again?

After hearing this explanation, Xie Nanxing felt aggrieved.

"Shen Jinmo, what's the point of you just taking care of me?"

He stood up and walked to Shen Jinmo, holding Shen Jinmo's hand and placing it on his waist.

"Shen Jinmo, what's the point if you don't take care of yourself?"

This was the first time that Xie Nanxing used his skinny body to tell Shen Jinmo.

Without Shen Jinmo, he would die.

And the result expressed by Xie Nanxing's body sounded to Shen Jinmo like a cry in the snowy mountains in an empty valley.

It has not dissipated, and Shen Jinmo will not allow it to dissipate.

The echoes, one higher than the other, will eventually bring about an avalanche that will bury all life.

This avalanche buried all the creatures that coveted the empty valley, leaving only Shen Jinmo the freedom to let his horse run free in the wind and snow.

My nerves, which were used to being tense, were gradually relaxed, until Shen Jinmo just saw me as an ordinary, normal person.

"Xie Nanxing, my wound hurts and itches, I want to scratch it."

Xie Nanxing patted the back of Shen Jinmo's hand: "Don't scratch it."

"Then can you help me blow and pat it?"

Shen Jinmo raised his hand and emphasized: "My dear, I really feel uncomfortable."

Rolling up Shen Jinmo's sleeves, Xie Nanxing pressed lightly with his fingertips: "Is it here?"

"Yeah, it's a little itchy up there too."

"Shen Jinmo, I'm sorry." Xie Nanxing apologized in a low voice.

"You're already learning to take care of yourself. You're already doing much better than before, and I still have to push you."

No one can become fat in one go, and no one can learn to take care of themselves immediately.

But Xie Nanxing is very anxious now.

If he could stay by Shen Jinmo's side for a long time, with him around, the person who could remind Shen Jinmo would be there.

But Xie Nanxing didn't know how long he could stay with Shen Jinmo.

Therefore, Shen Jinmo must quickly learn to take good care of himself.

He patted those places where the scabs were thicker and easier to touch for Shen Jinmo.

He then gently blew on the areas that were still slowly oozing blood.

"Xie Nanxing, I said I would grow old with you."

"Xie Nanxing, don't be afraid. What I said counts."