There is Room For Abandoned Women In the 1980s

Chapter 335 It happened suddenly

Zheng Xinyue hurriedly grabbed his arm and let out a low cry. Being burned was the most painful thing. She hurriedly scooped up a ladle of cold water, took his hand and put it in the basin to rinse it with cold water.

Gu Changfeng looked at her with a smile. The area where she was burned was red. She looked very anxious, with her eyebrows furrowed. She was very careful when pouring the water, with her little red lips pouting and blowing carefully towards the injured area. With.

 “Does it hurt anymore?”

Zheng Xinyue finished pouring a ladle of cold water before she remembered to ask the owner. She was still holding her wrist in her hand!

 “It doesn’t hurt.”

Gu Changfeng shook his head slightly and answered with a smile, looking at her with dark eyes. The little girl is good at first aid. I wonder who taught her?

"How come it doesn't hurt? It's all red! It's okay if the blood sausage falls into the pot. We can just pick it up with chopsticks. Why are you so stupid?"

Seeing Gu Changfeng's smiling face, Zheng Xinyue angrily threw his wrist away and lectured him with a stern face.

 “It happened suddenly.”

The smile on Gu Changfeng's lips deepened, and his voice was suppressed by him. The warm magnetic voice sounded like he was comforting Zheng Xinyue.

Zheng Xinyue's heart suddenly beat faster when she heard his warm voice. She turned away and avoided his gaze. Her throat was dry, as if someone had pinched her. She said in a low voice:

 “Come in and sit down! I’ll just come over here and you won’t cause trouble here.”

It was a very strange feeling. It was obviously his hand that was injured, so he didn't care about it, but her heart was in her throat.

To escape this strange feeling, she began to chase him away.

 “You won’t get hurt if you don’t let him in the kitchen.”

 Zheng Xinyue thought so in her heart.

"good."

Gu Changfeng agreed in a deep voice. When Zheng Xinyue wanted to see his expression, Gu Changfeng had already turned around and left the kitchen. He put the bowl of rabbit meat on the pot table.

“Changfeng, we don’t see wild boars even once a year. I’ll wait for you to go back and bring some to my aunt and uncle.”

In the yard, Zheng Chengbao cut the wild boar into eight pieces with no shirt, and left the best piece of pig Houqiu for Gu Changfeng. He had helped his family so much, and this piece of pork could not be repaid in full.

 “What more can I do for you?”

Gu Changfeng didn't return to normal until he was in the yard, his beating heart returned to normal, and he looked at Zheng Chengbao and asked in a deep voice.

"You're covered in blood. I can do it myself. All that's left is to finish the work. Go inside and sit back. This smell is not good, so don't let it get to you."

Zheng Chengbao waved his hand and said that Gu Changfeng was a guest. He should go inside and drink cold mung bean water while waiting for the food to be served.

The smell of killing pigs is not good. It stinks. Factory Director Gu has been helping to do it for a long time, why do you have the nerve to let him do it again?

 “Let me clean up the land!”

 Gu Changfeng whispered something, then took a broom and rubbed it and began to collect the wild boar hairs on the ground. Good work can calm down the mind.

 “Put some miso on it.”

Zheng Xinyue ran out of the house, holding a small plate in her hand containing the farm sauce made by her mother.

 I remember when I was reading the chronicle, the author wrote that if you get burned, apply soybean paste to relieve the pain.

 She was in the kitchen just now, and she was so anxious that she forgot about it.

"good."

Gu Changfeng glanced at her with deep eyes. The obvious concern in Zheng Xinyue's eyes moved his heart. He responded in a deep voice and took the sauce with an expressionless face.

 “Changfeng, are you burned?”

Zheng Chengbao then noticed that the back of Gu Changfeng's hand was very red. He immediately stopped what he was doing and looked at it. He wanted to reach out to help him wipe the miso. When he reached out, he found that his hand was covered with blood. He looked directly at his sister and ordered.

“Xinyue, help your brother Gu rub the miso, he has one hand.”

 (End of this chapter)