Small can not bear to sell big cute

Cheng Yingxia wanted to say: I'm not afraid.

She was only slightly frightened when someone grabbed her hand in the dark. After realizing that the person was Xiao Hua, she relaxed and grabbed her back.

But Xiao Hua thought she was very scared, so she calmed her emotions patiently, like coaxing a child.

Cheng Yingxia wanted to laugh, but held back.

Standing up with the support of the bed, Cheng Yingxia held Xiaohua's hand, and was led by her to touch outside, moving step by step, for fear of bumping into something, after all, there are a lot of messy things in the room, and it really hurts There is trouble.

There is a light in the hall outside the room, although it is not very bright, it is estimated that it is an old light bulb that has been used for a long time. In lingering days, life is about to run out.

It's just that before the old light bulb retired, the new one had already been gloriously sacrificed in the hands of Cheng Yingxia.

With the help of each other, the eyes of the two people outside came back to light again, Cheng Yingxia blinked her eyes to adapt to the light again, she held her hand tightly, and it took a little effort for Xiao Hua to break free calmly.

Cheng Yingxia didn't notice this, she was too busy feeling guilty.

"That... I'm sorry, Xiao Hua, I didn't mean it." She scratched her head with her backhand, her tone was a little unnatural, "I was hitting mosquitoes, I didn't expect to hit the light bulb so accurately."

Cheng Yingxia seldom apologizes to others. She is usually very arrogant. If she is wrong, she is wrong. She just didn't see it. How can she be like a grandson now? She feels that she can no longer be the same as before when facing the little girl of the master. Afraid of hurting her.

Xiaohua smiled: "It's okay sister, I'll go buy a new one tomorrow."

Cheng Yingxia felt that Xiao Hua had accepted her apology, he chuckled, and said, "Then what should we do tonight?"

Although she always had to turn off the lights to sleep, she was a little uneasy because she was simply shrouded in darkness and didn't have a light that could be turned on at any time.

Xiaohua wanted to get the flashlight, but suddenly remembered that the back room was dark, and the flashlight was lying in a corner, so she might not be able to find it quickly, and had to go in slowly, which was inconvenient no matter what.

In the end, she gave Cheng Yingxia a no-worry look: "I'm going to get the candle."

She remembered that there were still a few candles in a cabinet, which could be lit for a while so that she could go in and find a flashlight.

Cheng Yingxia felt a little strange that in this age of electricity, he still had to rely on this kind of artificial light source for lighting, so he excitedly said hello, and waited for Xiaohua to dig out a few small candles from somewhere.

She watched Xiaohua light the candle, and a small cluster of flames began to burn, emitting a faint gleam, which was not conspicuous under the lamp in the hall.

Xiao Hua held the small candle and walked into the room, Cheng Yingxia also followed, and even snatched the candle from her hand and put it in her own: "I'll get it, I'll get it."

"Be careful not to burn it." Xiao Hua told her while letting go of her hand.

When the candle burns, it will melt into wax oil, and the temperature of the wax oil is very high, and it will be very hot when dripped on the hands. Xiaohua is afraid that she will accidentally get it on her hands, hurt her skin, and it will be very painful.

"Got it, got it." Cheng Yingxia muttered, her eyes were also carefully watching the direction where the wax slipped, and she tilted the candle slightly to ensure that it wouldn't drip onto her hands.

Just kidding, she's not stupid, of course she can't burn herself after playing.

Xiaohua saw that her actions to protect herself were so clinker, so she let go of her hanging heart, walked to the wooden cabinet in the room, asked Cheng Yingxia to stand beside her, and searched for the flashlight by herself.

Sure enough, light can only play a real role in the dark. Even though the candle is small and the flame is weak, the energy emitted is concentrated and restrained. It will not be engulfed by the boundless darkness, but it will dispel a cloud of black mist. Light up a space.

Cheng Yingxia looked at the thin back of Xiaohua rummaging around in the soft light, and felt that her heart was filled with light, warm and comfortable, and unconsciously opened her mouth wide and yawned comfortably, let's smash it again mouth, took a deep breath, and squeezed out a few sleepy tears.

Xiaohua turned around and saw her tearful eyes.

"Are you sleepy, sister?" Xiaohua asked her.

Cheng Yingxia hummed with a strong nasal voice.

Xiaohua turned on the flashlight she just found in her hand, shined it around, searched carefully with her eyes, and said, "Wait a minute, I'll clean up the broken glass before going to sleep, it will be soon."

"Okay, okay." Cheng Yingxia stood on the spot and responded repeatedly, watching Xiaohua rush out, took a broom to clean up, and then shook the bed sheet to shake out some debris.

Cheng Yingxia was a little scared, but fortunately the glass didn't splash on her face just now, so what if she was disfigured.

After everything was dealt with, Xiaohua said, "It's ok, let's go to sleep."

Cheng Yingxia was waiting for her words, then nodded again and replied like pounding garlic: "Okay, I'm so sleepy."

Xiaohua shined a flashlight to show her the way, and she stared dazedly along the beam of light and walked straight to the side of the bed.

She was reluctant to let go of the candle in her hand. After thinking about it, she set it up on the small table beside the bed, then took off her shoes and lay flat on the bed, closing her eyes and starting to fall asleep.

Xiao Hua was walking around with the electric light on, Cheng Yingxia heard the sound of approaching footsteps and the sound of blowing air, she suddenly opened her eyes, turned her head to Xiao Hua and said, "Don't turn it off."

She likes such a beam of warm light, which is not glaring, non-aggressive, but also retains a tenacious warmth. Falling asleep with such a candle should be a good experience.

Hearing this, Xiaohua turned her head and saw Cheng Yingxia's yearning eyes, retracted her bulging cheeks, nodded slightly, returned to her side, turned off the flashlight and climbed onto the bed, also preparing to sleep.

Cheng Yingxia dragged her legs and turned her body sideways, folded her hands on her pillow, and stared at the dim light. The candlelight was flickering and jumping, as if she had been cast with a mysterious hypnotic magic. But after a while, her eyelids were heavy, and she slowly closed them and fell asleep .

Before going to bed, I still don't forget to whisper: "Xiao Hua, good night."

"Good night." Xiaohua responded in a low voice, fearing to drive her sleepy away.

Since then, the two have had no dreams all night, and they wake up refreshed the next day.

Cheng Yingxia didn't stay in bed today, she was already awake when Xiaohua woke up, she also got up when Xiaohua got up, and fortunately saw the sun at six o'clock in the morning in Dashu Village.

After a simple breakfast, Xiaohua went to the canteen at the entrance of the village to buy a new light bulb and came back. Cheng Yingxia stared at the incandescent light bulb lying on the table, not knowing how to install it.

Xiaohua didn't need Cheng Yingxia to do this, she went to the side room and brought out a gun, and put it on the wall of the room, next to the lamp.

Cheng Yingxia saw her climb up in two or three steps, unscrewed the wreckage of the original light bulb on it, then lowered her head and called to herself: "Sister, can you help me get the light bulb on the table?"

She took the new light bulb from the table ignorantly, went to the side of the desk and tiptoed to hand it over, and took the broken light bulb that Xiaohua took down.

Xiaohua said "thank you, sister", and installed the light bulb in a hurry, Cheng Yingxia was stunned to see it.

Cheng Yingxia's only thought now is: Xiaohua should be omnipotent, right?How can you do everything?

Although changing a light bulb is a trivial matter, she can do it by herself, but Xiaohua's overly skillful set of movements is done in one go. She is watching by herself, and she doesn't help at all, which makes her feel that she is really useless.

Cheng Yingxia was depressed.

Xiaohua is still the same as yesterday, going out to work after eating.

Because she was immersed in a negative emotion of "I'm useless", Cheng Yingxia was eager to think of a way to prove herself.

Although she really didn't want to do farm work, she still went along, and unlike yesterday, she didn't always think about being lazy, but really started to work.

It was true that she was facing the loess and her back was facing the sky, and the sweat that kept growing was dripping down her neck. Cheng Yingxia felt very tired, but when she saw Xiaohua's back, she thought it was nothing?

Tired all morning, without taking a long break, they went back to have a meal at noon, and the two of them returned to the field in the afternoon.

After barely holding on for a long time, and only worked for half an hour in the afternoon, Cheng Yingxia felt that she was about to lose it, and began to feel dizzy and stared at her eyes.

Hanging a breath of immortal energy was no longer enough to support her to complete the rest of the movements. She raised her arms with difficulty, but found that she couldn't straighten her waist at all. Cheng Yingxia simply sat down on the ground, no matter how dirty the ground was.

It was dirty enough anyway.

Raising his paws, he saw that his hands were full of dirt, even dirt was hidden under his nails, and his clothes were already soaked with sweat. Cheng Yingxia finally couldn't hold back his emotions and burst into tears.

She didn't think there was anything wrong with crying, but Xiao Hua was so frightened that she hurried over and squatted beside her, with an anxious face on her face: "What's wrong? Are you okay, sister?"

Cheng Yingxia sat on the ground, no matter how dirty her face and hands were when she cried, she raised her arms and covered her face with the back of her hands. Some mud rubbed against her face, and she instantly turned into a little cat.

She cried and said, "I'm fine, don't worry about me, I'm just too tired."

These words were not convincing at all, but she was very stubborn, Xiaohua said a few more words, but she couldn't persuade her, so she could only sigh silently, and quietly accompanied her.

Cheng Yingxia was still complaining hoarsely, and her sadness intensified.

"Why is it so difficult? My God, I can't stand it!"

"Stop taking pictures, get out of here! Get out of here."

The photographer refused to listen to the persuasion and continued to shoot, and the camera got even closer.

Cheng Yingxia grabbed a handful of dirt and threw it towards him, almost roaring, "I told you not to shoot, didn't you hear? Get out of here!"

Xiaohua took out the tissue she was carrying with her from her pocket and stuffed it into Cheng Yingxia's hand. Cheng Yingxia didn't move, still immersed in sadness.

She could only take out another tissue, avoiding the dirty part of her hand, and using the clean side, wiped off the tears on Cheng Yingxia's face, gently, again and again.

She said: "Sister, don't cry. If you are too tired, don't do it. I can do it myself. It doesn't matter."

"No, I must do it! Why don't you let me do it? I can do it!" Cheng Yingxia's stubborn temper suddenly came up, and she refused without thinking.

Why can't she, Cheng Yingxia, do these tasks when other people can do them?How could such a simple matter defeat her?No, she has to pull herself together.

Holding up the tissue that Xiao Hua stuffed for her, Cheng Yingxia casually blurred her eyes and face, and said to Xiao Hua in a choked voice: "One more... hiccup... give me another piece of paper."

Xiaohua gave her another one, and she wiped her snot with a new paper towel, crumpled it into a ball and threw it away, then got up from the ground and continued to work.

She didn't believe it anymore, she couldn't do this job well, so why should she be her sister?

This time, Cheng Yingxia felt as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, and he was more energetic than before.

Xiaohua felt helpless, Cheng Yingxia didn't listen to persuasion at all, once a decision was made, Nine Bulls couldn't pull it back.

Seeing her so tired that she burst into tears, Xiaohua felt very distressed, but also felt that she was so awkward with her, and she looked so cute when she became stubborn, and there was really nothing she could do about her.

Cheng Yingxia originally thought that this was the lowest point of her life, but she didn't expect that when she returned home in the evening after exhausting herself, there was chicken feces all over the floor waiting for her.

The moment she stepped on the soft lump, she had an ominous premonition, lowered her head and lifted her foot, and the yellow puddle almost didn't send her away.

God, I can't take it anymore, I want to go home!

The author has something to say: This is a tasteful update.