Quick travel: The poor little thing in the period novel strikes back

"I'd better ask, at least Xiaohua can die with a clear conscience."

Fu Sheng followed Zhuang Ze's instructions and went to find his fellow villager who grew melons. He learned the process of growing melons from him and then returned home.

In order to prevent the little girl from finding out, Fu Sheng took the seeds to Zhuang Ze, took a piece of rag from him, wrapped the seeds in it, wetted them, and then put them in a sealed container.

"Please leave the seeds here with you. When they sprout, remember to tell me so that I can transfer them to the soil."

"Okay, you can rest assured that I will do the job."

evening;

"Xiaohua, it's time to eat, stop looking."

Fu Sheng felt helpless when he saw the little girl squatting in the corner when she was not studying. However, if he told the little girl the result now, it would definitely not allow the little girl to realize her mistake faster than before, so Fu Sheng could only endure it and say nothing for the time being.

In order to distract the little girl's attention, Fu Sheng asked her to help in the kitchen for the first time.

"Xiaohua, I'll wipe the bowl clean with a rag, and you just need to rinse it in hot water."

In this era, dishes generally do not contain much oil. Even though Fu Sheng wanted to give the little girl some nutrition, Shi Yan preferred vegetables and fruits to meat, so Fu Sheng's dishes now were relatively light.

You don't need to wash the dishes much, just rinse them in hot water and they will be clean enough.

The space in the kitchen was not very big to begin with, and it was actually a bit crowded for two people to stand inside, and it was common for their elbows to bump into each other.

Because Fu Sheng was tall, he could see the whole girl by just turning slightly to the side.

His originally dry and yellow hair became black, smooth and shiny, and his thin face became rounder, but still only the size of a palm.

Then, looking down, Fu Sheng first saw a slender white neck, which had a kind of fragile beauty.

At this moment, Fu Sheng did not realize that it was somewhat inappropriate for him to look at a little girl like this, until he saw through the slightly open collar that the cloth that he usually only saw on the clothesline was stretched into a beautiful arc.

Fu Sheng felt as if he was being roasted in a fire. The heat kept rising to his forehead, burning his ears red.

Then she felt her arm bumped by someone next to her. The cold touch made him regain some of his rationality, but when he thought about what he had done, if the girl hadn't been here, he really wanted to slap himself a few times.

He looked at Shi Yan, who was looking at him with clear and bright eyes, and then pointed at the bowl beside him that had not been cleaned yet.

"Xiaohua, I suddenly remembered that I have something to tell Zhuang Ze. I'll wash the dishes when I get back later. You can go read a book first, or wash them first."

Fu Sheng could see doubt slowly showing in the little girl's eyes, but she finally nodded, put down the bowl in her hand, and squeezed out from behind him.

The soft touch disappeared immediately, and Fu Sheng fled out of the kitchen in a panic and headed towards the educated youth point.

"Brother Sheng, why are you here again? Watermelon seeds don't sprout that quickly."

Fu Sheng hadn't thought of a good reason yet, and his eyes swept around Zhuang Ze's room:

"Don't you have a radio? I'll let Xiaohua listen to it for a few days to distract her."

Zhuang Ze: "Brother Sheng, didn't the radio break a long time ago? Did you forget?"

"Is that so? I remembered it wrongly. I'll go back first."

Looking at the hurried figure coming and going, Zhuang Ze felt that there was something wrong with Fu Sheng today.

When Fu Sheng returned to the yard, he did not see the little girl studying in the yard, but he could hear the faint sound of water and knew that someone was in the bathroom. He hurried into the kitchen to wash the dishes, and did not come out of the kitchen until he heard footsteps in the yard.

"Xiaohua, stop studying and go to bed early today. I'll take you around town tomorrow."

When Shi Yan heard the noise in the yard, she knew that Fu Sheng had returned, so she sat down at the desk obediently. However, she did not expect to get such good news. In order to confirm that Fu Sheng was talking about going to the town, Shi Yan specially confirmed it with him again using sign language.

"Yes, let's go to the town and buy a radio. The village primary school will resume classes in a few days. There will be no one at home, so you can listen to the radio to relieve boredom during your rest time."

Knowing that she would go to town the next day, who would have the heart to study? Shi Yan climbed back into bed.

I don’t know if it’s because she’s too excited, but Shi Yan went to bed early, but when it was time for her to go to bed, she still didn’t feel sleepy at all and tossed and turned in bed.

The feet tapped on the bamboo mat and made a slight sound. Fu Sheng had not slept yet, and hearing the noise made him even more unable to sleep.

"Xiaohua, can't sleep? I should have told you tomorrow."

"Do you want me to tell you a story?"

"Then let me tell you what my grandfather told me about what happened during the Long March..."

The room was pitch black, and Fu Sheng's voice was always gentle. Although he knew that the little girl would not be able to answer every question he asked in person, he knew that the little girl must be nodding in the darkness.

Neither of them knew when the other fell asleep. When they opened their eyes again, it was already bright outside.

"Did you sleep well?"

Shi Yan nodded.

After they finished their breakfast, they took the money and went to the village entrance without even thinking of calling Zhuang Ze.

There is a mule cart going to the town from Tianshui Village every day, but the cart has to return at noon. If you can't catch the noon car, you can only walk back to the village for two hours.

As soon as Shi Yan and Fu Sheng got in the car, they became the focus of everyone, especially Shi Yan.

"Oh, it's different after getting married. Look at how beautiful our Xiaohua is now. She can even compare with that girl from the city."

"Yes, yes, that's what I wanted to say just now. Xiaohua is like a different person. This is all thanks to Fu Zhiqing. He is caring!"

"It's good to love your wife. A man who loves his wife is blessed."

Fu Sheng was always gentle towards the little girl at home, and even though he was wearing glasses and had a serious face, he no longer had that old-fashioned temperament.