MTL - 90s, The Cannon Fodder Wife of the Paranoid Boss is Reborn-Chapter 7 Let's go to bed early
Chapter 7 Let’s go to bed early
When Xiao Cheng was pulled away by Bai Lu, the wooden stick was about to hit the back of Liu Guangguan's head, but just missed it.
My hand was taken away by the warm softness.
After hearing her explanation, when the looks around him were no longer filled with fear and disgust, a seed seemed to fall into his heart and take root in the corner full of gloom.
It’s an experience I’ve never had before, I can’t describe what it feels like, but it’s not as repulsive as before.
Even sleeping in Bailu’s room became natural, as if it should be the way it should be.
Yes, because there was a leak in the utility room. Although it has been repaired, the bed board is still wet after the mosquito net has been washed.
Bai Lu was lying on the bed, but she tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. She always felt as if she had forgotten something.
"correct!"
She remembered that she had forgotten something.
Getting up and stepping over Xiao Cheng who was sleeping outside, he ran to the big bag in the corner and rummaged through it.
After a while, he took his things and opened the door.
Xiao Cheng watched the door open and close, frowning, why didn't he ask him to get out of the way instead of stepping over.
If you don’t sleep at night, where will you go?
——
Xiao Wei was smearing medicinal wine on his knees when he heard a knock on the door and his hands trembled, and he hurriedly put down his trousers.
Put the medicinal wine back in the drawer and open the door.
“What are you doing here?”
Seeing that it was Bai Lu, the little guy's tone was not very good, and there was still a bit of disappointment in his eyes that could not be hidden.
Bai Lu shrugged her nose, stared at Xiao Wei and looked up and down, then took out the new schoolbag hidden behind her, walked past him, walked into the room, and put it on the wooden table.
“Your new school bag.”
Hung on the back of the chair in front of the wooden table is an old cloth bag with uneven sewing and sewing, which contains textbooks.
Bai Lu only glanced at it, then waved to Xiao Wei, who was stunned by his new school bag: "Come here."
“Let me see where I am injured.”
Xiao Wei thought he was going over to look at his new schoolbag, so he raised his feet and took a step forward, but stopped immediately when he heard the sound.
Shaking his head: "I'm not hurt."
Bai Lu stretched out her finger, tapped the tabletop, and said softly: "I smell the medicinal wine. If I guessed correctly, it should be Huoluo Oil."
With her face covered by the sack, she could not see anything, but she heard the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.
The little guy shouldn't have been beaten, right?
Xiao Wei's scalp was numb due to her scanning eyes up and down, but he still stubbornly refused to admit it.
"Then I want to open the drawer and have a look, is that okay?" Bai Lu asked him, her fingers already starting to pull the drawer open.
"If you are injured and don't tell me, the wound will become more serious if it cannot be rubbed. I can help you, or your brother can."
“No!” Xiao Wei shook his head vigorously to express his determination.
But Bai Lu didn't stop her and opened the drawer.
“It’s indeed active oil…”
Huoluo oil is produced in Hong Kong. It is mainly used to treat rheumatism and bone pain, relax muscles and activate collaterals, remove blood stasis and promote muscle growth, and bruises and sprains...
Bai Lu's grandfather was an army officer, and he had active oil at home, which was given to him by his old friends.
She bumped into something during training when she was a child, and her grandfather used this to wipe her. She still remembers it.
However, this thing was not cheap in the 1990s, and it was difficult for ordinary people to afford it.
Unexpectedly, Xiao Wei actually had it.
"That was left to me by my mother." Xiao Wei explained uncharacteristically, even seeming to be afraid that Bai Lu would misunderstand something, and added: "If the eldest brother is injured, you can also use it."
Bai Lu raised her eyebrows, chuckled, and waved to him again: "Come here, let me see where you are injured. If you fail, I will ask your brother to come over and check you." As expected, Xiao Cheng is a living king of hell.
The seven-year-old child was afraid of him, so he came over without saying a word: "I just bumped my knee, but no other injuries."
Seven-year-old Xiao Wei is already a little man, and Bai Lu is not easy to lift his clothes. She points her finger on him through the clothes, once to the left and once to the right.
By observing his micro-expression, we could judge whether there were any injuries elsewhere. Fortunately, apart from his knees, there was only a bruise on his shoulder and neck. He must have been kicked.
The clothes he changed out of at the end of the bed all had big muddy footprints, and Bai Lu’s eyes were slightly hot.
This is... an injury suffered for her.
“Hiss!”
His shoulder was suddenly pressed hard, and Xiao Wei subconsciously retracted in pain, frowning and staring at Bai Lu.
Bai Lu Sansan retracted her hand: "I didn't mean to do it. I heard that by pressing it like this, the congestion on the wound will disperse faster, it will heal faster, and restore a healthier body."
It’s strange that Xiao Wei believed her.
Bai Lu put the medicinal wine back in the drawer, raised her hand and gently rubbed the little guy's head: "From now on, run away when you encounter someone you can't beat. Children are not as strong as adults. If they are accidentally injured too seriously, they may not grow taller in the future. ~You don’t want to be much shorter than your brother, right?”
After hearing the previous words, Xiao Wei wanted to refute, but as soon as the word "brother" came out, he immediately took back what he said.
Bai Lu has found a clever trick to restrain him.
“Okay, it’s very late, go to bed early, I have to go to school tomorrow.”
Xiao Wei stared at Bai Lu's back, hesitating to speak, unable to hide his joyful eyes, and turned around on the new schoolbag several times, back and forth, just as she was about to walk out the door.
He gritted his teeth and made an awkward voice: "Um, is the schoolbag for me?"
Bai Lu turned around and smiled: "Of course, you have to study hard. I bought the schoolbag with my brother's money."
After finishing speaking, gently close the door.
Turning around, he saw Xiao Cheng leaning against the door, his arms folded in a leisurely posture, his eyes as deep as the sea, with a hint of indifferent laziness, looking at her quietly.
There was still a hint of playfulness hanging on the corner of his mouth.
“Dang, Dang, Dang…”
The clock on the wall struck ten times.
Bai Lu's head was buzzing, and he suddenly felt a little cold. The smile on his face became brighter: "It's very late, let's go to bed early."
Speaking, he ran back to the room in a hurry.
run faster than a rabbit.
The bed is large enough for two people to sleep, even a quilt for each person is more than enough.
The white dew was rolled up like a rice dumpling and huddled in the innermost part, barely burrowing into the wall.
Oh my god!
She has never been in love in her whole life, let alone sleeping in the same bed with a man. She is just a little nervous and scared, no no no! She's not nervous or scared!
It’s just that I’m not used to it!
Probably because the roll was too thick, when the man lay down, he only heard a slight squeaking sound, and there was no big sinking feeling. Bai Lu blinked his eyes.
He breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably.
What she was worried about just now was the load-bearing strength of the wooden bed. Yes, that's right!
Recalling the first time they met, when Xiao Cheng was almost counter-hypnotized, Bai Lu still had lingering fears.
When you look at his information, you can tell that he is not simple.
After entering his memory, he was even more shocked.
If it weren't for the safety of her father and grandpa, she would not take risks privately. She discovered a side of him that few people knew about. It turns out that all darkness has its source.
Xiao Cheng should have been like ordinary people, with a happy family, a wonderful childhood, a loving mother and a strict father. His parents ran a wonton shop on the street and the business was very good.
Everything fell apart when he was three years old.
(End of this chapter)