MTL - How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight-Chapter 721 Do not come back, such as scattered flowers (6)

  Chapter 721 Return of the wicked, scattered flowers like this (6)

   Now she's not alone. The child is growing up again, so she can't be so hard anymore, she has to buy some meat.

   This child is also pitiful. It looks like he is only five years old, but he was abandoned by his parents and almost froze to death on the street.

She went back to her house, took off her cloak, and cleaned the snow on it before hanging it up. When she went to buy meat, she stopped by the pharmacy to buy some ointments for frostbite and wounds. Apply the ointment to the hands and feet of the child, and treat the wounds on the body by the way.

During the    period, the child kept his eyes closed and did not wake up, but the tip of his nose kept making a slight grunt.

   The black and thin face looks extremely pitiful.

   Wen Xien sighed, feeling a little pity for each other, both of them were abandoned people, and she was not alone in the empty and dilapidated room.

   Although raising a child will make an already poor life more difficult, Wen Xien has no regrets.

When Miao Hua woke up, he felt that his hands and feet were very comfortable, no pain or itching, and he should have been given medicine. The pain was much relieved than before, and the tip of his nose was still entangled with some herbal fragrance and slightly bitter. odor.

  The bed was very warm, this was the best sleep he had had since he came to the mortal world, and he even wanted to stay in bed and didn't want to get up.

   rolled on the bed, perhaps because he became a child, his mind was also lowered.

   And this quilt is very fragrant, he likes it so much, he can't help but rub it twice.

   But soon, Miao Hua was attracted by a strong aroma.

Almost subconsciously, he swallowed his saliva, his eyes looked out, because he was wearing too thin, he was shivering as soon as he left the quilt, so he could only shrink in the quilt and stretched his neck to look outside. .

   Therefore, the line of sight is not large, but I can barely see that Wen Xien is cooking something around the gaping pot.

   He couldn't help but make a little movement, trying to attract Wen Xien's attention.

   This childish action made Miao Hua frown. After entering the child's body, it seems that some childish instincts of children have also affected him, for example, he is now moving around like a child wearing a quilt.

   Hearing the rustling sound, Wen Xien put down what was in his hand and walked over quickly. Seeing that he was awake, he couldn't help showing a smile on his face.

   "Are you hungry? Wait a minute while I'm cooking noodles, lie down on the bed first."

   Said, Wen Xien dug out a cotton-padded coat from the old box. It was snowing heavily today, and all the shops in the village were closed. Wen Xien didn't have time to buy the cotton-padded coat, so he let the child wear hers first.

  The child is very thin and looks malnourished. He should be wearing a lot bigger clothes.

   She squatted down and stroked the child's withered hair, "Does it still hurt? I haven't come yet and asked what your name is, what is your name?"

   Gentleness and patience surprised Miao Huadu.

   He couldn't help but glance at the person in front of him who looked like pine and bamboo. Wen Xien was young, just looking at his appearance, it was the kind of clean and clear, beautiful and white like the bright moon in the mountains.

   The most wonderful thing is those eyes, clear and distinct, just by looking at it, you can tell that the master's heart is very good.

   The back and spine are straight and graceful, and the shabby cotton coats can't hide the excellent temperament.

   Could such a person really be a villain who framed his classmates?

  Miao Hua was still thinking about it, but his head was touched again, and he came back to his senses. Miao Hua was not stern and was not used to being treated like this. He turned his head in dissatisfaction and avoided it.

   He pursed his lips like a little adult, "I... don't have a name."

   Saying his real name is impossible, Miao Hua can only pretend not to know.

   Wen Xien said happily: "Then let me get one for you, what's it called..."

   After thinking about it, Wen Xien's eyes lit up: "How about calling you Xiaohua?"

  Miao Hua: "..."

  Wen Xien seemed to like this name very much. She curved her delicate eyebrows and looked a little more alive.

   "Little Flower, Little Flower, do you like this name?"

   Of course, Miao Hua doesn't like this tacky and rotten street name. Although he doesn't care much about such a name, he can't stand it either.

   So the child protested lowly: "No."

   Such a low-pitched protest certainly couldn't stop Wen Xien from changing her mind. She couldn't help but gently stroked the child's hair again. She heard a grunting sound from the stove, and she knew it was cooked, so she walked over.

   After a while, she came over with a porcelain bowl, Miao Hua stretched his neck slightly, and could see that the noodles were ready and there were meat slices on it, which seemed to be full of flavors and flavors.

Wen Xien helped the child get dressed first. The child was really thin, like a child who secretly wore an adult's clothes. His trousers and sleeves were rolled up several layers, but his expression was still very serious, with an inexplicable reaction. Moe poor.

   As soon as he served the table, Miao Hua picked up his chopsticks, took the bowl and poured it into his mouth, so he was steaming!

   "Slow down!" Wen Xien jumped, took his hand quickly, and taught the child: "It's still very hot!"

   Even though Wen Xien was fast, the child was really hungry and moved faster than her, and he was still burned after all.

   The child was so hot that he almost dropped the bowl, and physiological tears suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Well……"

   Wen Xien looked a little funny, but thought to himself, when people get smaller, their minds also get smaller?

   Who could have guessed that the child who was scalded and cried would be the famous Miao Hua Xianzun.

   "Eat a mouthful of snow and slowly freeze your mouth." Wen Xien put clean snow in a bowl for the child to contain, and then stretched out his hand to wipe off a few tears from the child's face. The child avoided it, otherwise she would wipe it.

  The snow melted in his mouth, and his mouth was still numb.

  Wen Xien didn't bother with him. He scooped up another spoonful, blew it, and when the temperature was almost the same, it was brought to the child's mouth: "It's not hot now, let's have a taste."

   Miao Hua drank it obediently, he was silent, and whispered awkwardly, "I can eat by myself."

   The sound is as low as a mosquito.

   "Xiaohua, be obedient and open your mouth." Wen Xien pretended not to hear.

  Miao Hua's expression twisted for a moment when he heard the name. He saw Wen Xien's face was serious, and the face around his mouth was still fragrant, he hesitated and finally opened his mouth to eat.

The taste of    is not very delicious, but it is extraordinarily delicious for the current Miao Hua. He thought that Wen Xien would finish feeding him a bowl, but he did not expect to let him eat after a few bites.

After    finished, he said with a reassurance, "Wait until it's cold before eating, don't burn your mouth again."

  It was because he was afraid that he would burn his mouth, so Wen Xien was actually teaching him to eat just now.

   Good night

   (end of this chapter)