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Chapter 134 In front of the window, the wreath

Si Ningning went to the kitchen in the dark to boil water. Mo Bei watched her disappear and the kitchen was lit with fire. He had the idea of ​​going to help a few times, but finally gave up.

Song Shuhan and Li Lingyuan were relatively quiet. Even if the female educated youth hit them hard and hurt them, they would at most smile. Although the smile was forced, they didn't say anything excessive.

In contrast, the duo of Wu Yong and Jiang Yue is nothing short of a nightmare. Jiang Yue's scolding voice of "don't move" came from a while, and Wu Yong's painful cry of "Ouch, Ouch" came from a while. Upward, wishing to have a big fight in place.

After the water was boiled, Si Ningning took the red peony enamel basin she used to wash her face and filled half of it with hot water. Turning her head and paying attention to the direction of the main room, she took a bottle of iodine from the space with her backhand, unscrewed the cap and poured it into the basin Take some, and quickly stir it up with your fingers.

The temperature of the freshly boiled water can be imagined, Si Ningning withdrew his hand and couldn't help but shake it a few times, then pinched his earlobe. After the burning pain dissipated, he picked up the basin and walked to the main room.

"Don't wash your hands with raw water casually when you are injured. After a while, wash your hands in this basin."

There are quite a few sewing kits in the space, most of which were bought by Si Ningning before.

I originally wanted to prepare it for the sewing machine, but when it arrived, I found that the needles used for sewing machines are completely different from those used for sewing and mending.

Simply a pack of more than a dozen and 20 yuan is not expensive, and she is too lazy to refund it.

Although the sewing bag is not very big, it is full of small objects, twelve thin needles, ten medium needles, and five pins for quilt fixing. Besides, there are thimbles and small scissors inside, and two black and white threads are commonly used. Small volume.

At this moment, Xu Shuhua and the others were holding a thin needle, squinting their eyes under the kerosene lamp to help the male educated youth pick thorns. When they heard Si Ningning come out, Xu Shuhua said casually: "Ningning, do you know how to sew? The things are well packed. It’s complete. I tried the scissors just now, and it’s really fast!”

Si Ningning smiled and said, "I'm good at sewing, and these are all prepared at home."

She was afraid that Xu Shuhua would ask some difficult questions, so she turned to look at Mo Bei, "Mo Zhiqing, how is your hand? Let me show you?"

There were people around the other three male educated youths, but Mo Bei sat on the small maza (bench) against the wall, looking pitifully.

As soon as Si Ningning finished speaking, Song Xiaoyun over there slowed down half a beat, and glanced sideways calmly.

Originally thought that Mo Bei would reject Si Ningning like he rejected her, but saw that Mo Bei's thin lips opened and closed, and he nodded slightly, agreeing.

Song Xiaoyun's hands tightened suddenly, and Song Shuhan gasped.

Song Shuhan's skin is fair and thin and not tanned. When Song Xiaoyun exerted force, two marks were pinched on both sides of his palm instantly.

When Song Xiaoyun came back to her senses, the first thing she saw were those two marks. She was a little flustered in embarrassment, "Yes, I'm sorry, Song Zhiqing!"

"It's okay..." Song Shuhan had a gentle and shy personality, and he didn't say anything other than some comforting words.

The episode didn't bother Si Ningning, she moved a ponytail and sat next to Mo Bei, clasping Mo Bei's hand with her little hand and resting it on her knee, hooking her head to make a serious thorn.

This side is a bit far away from the table, and the light is even more dim. Mo Bei lowered his eyes and saw that Si Ningning's eyes were narrowed into a line, and he was struggling to see.

He was silent, raised his chin slightly towards the edge of the table, and at the same time tentatively suggested, "Why don't you sit over there?"

Si Ningning glanced sideways, nodded and stood up first, "You go over first, I'll get the bench, don't use your hands for now."

After Mo Bei got up, she pinned the needle on her cuff, and bowed to get their ponytails, but she didn't know that the casual instruction just now caused a ripple in Mo Bei's heart.

Mo Bei stood in a bright place and looked at Si Ningning, his starless eyes shone with a faint brilliance that he hadn't even noticed.

stupid mouse...

Bright and gentle, clumsy and considerate.

It seems that there are some details that only she will notice.

The corners of Mo Bei's lips bent upward unconsciously.

Si Ningning put down the saddle and sat down, but she didn't see Mo Bei sitting down for a long time. She raised her head and looked full of doubts: "Why, sit down!"

"..." Mo Bei shook his head, and his thoughts from looking far away instantly returned, his eyes avoided Si Ningning's eyes, and after sitting down, a pair of bright starry eyes stared at the little hand pinching the needle in the palm of his hand, without saying a word.

There are no entertainment programs these days, and the original residents usually go to bed after dinner, wash the bar, and it is almost ten o'clock in the evening, and the group of people in the house can be said to be "staying up late".

In order to avoid dozing off, everyone chatted one after another. Si Ningning focused on picking thorns, listening to one ear but not the other. When she thought of something, she suddenly looked up at Mo Bei and said, "It's time for me to talk to Mo Bei this month." Xu Shuhua is out of oil, I'm ready... You still have a lot of oil left, I'll bring you the oil pot in a while, and it's your turn next time, you can take it out."

"Need not."

"Ok?"

"You want to cook, let you go."

Si Ningning paused, realizing that Mo Bei was talking about the agreement between the two of them, so he nodded his head lightly and said "OK".

"Do you want to set a time? When do you want to eat? Or tell me a few days in advance?"

Mo Bei nodded slightly, "Once a week, I will give you rations in advance."

Si Ningning nodded and did not speak again.

They became quiet on this side, and at the other side of the table, Song Shuhan shook his hand again.

Li Lingyuan had already finished his work, and when he saw this, he said: "Song Zhiqing, do you have bad eyesight? You have pierced six holes in Song Shuhan's hands."

"I..." Song Xiaoyun pursed her lips, her eyes were wide open, and she was at a loss for what to do.

Xu Shuhua said: "Xiaoyun, do you want me to help you?"

There was nothing wrong with Song Xiaoyun's eyes, but when she was helping Song Shuhan pick a prick, she couldn't help but glance at Si Ningning and the others, so she kept missing...

But there is no way to explain this matter, Song Xiaoyun can only put the needle back and make way for it.

After washing his hands, Li Lingyuan took a sniff in front of his nose, and looked at Si Ningning curiously: "Si Zhiqing, did you add anything to the water? It smells a bit strange."

Trying to think back, Li Lingyuan continued: "It seems that I heard it in the health clinic before?"

Si Ningning's heart skipped a beat, he laughed and explained, "Well, I added a little iodophor...I didn't bring much, it wasn't enough for everyone to apply, so I thought I could mix it with water so everyone could wash their hands."

Li Lingyuan didn't have any doubts, and joked with a simple smile: "I really wonder if the educated youth Si has a Qiankun bag, and everything! We have taken a lot of light."

This unintentional sentence made Si Ningning's heartstrings tense.

She lost strength in her small hand and tightly held Mo Bei's fingers, "I stuffed some clothes in my luggage, and the other small things were prepared at home."

Mo Bei saw Si Ningning's unnaturalness, his jaw was tilted, and he stared at Li Lingyuan: "I know that I have been exposed, and I will help you with work in return."

"Of course, I'm not like some people. I'm doing well on the surface, but I still blame others behind my back." Li Lingyuan responded cheerfully, and looked at Wu Yong for a while.

Wu Yong is such a sensitive person. When he heard the subtext, he felt helpless. He jumped up and wanted to refute. Jiang Yue pressed him to sit down, and even stabbed him with a needle, "It's almost over, can you stop moving? I'm still waiting." Going to sleep after finishing it!"

Wu Yong's face turned eggplant-colored, but he really didn't move.

Seeing him deflated, Li Lingyuan was overjoyed, and laughed "hahahaha" until the end, his voice was like a pig's squawk, let alone the other people in the room, Si Ningning, who was so nervous just now, couldn't hold back his laughter.

After rambling on and on until after eleven o'clock, the male educated youth left the main room and went to the other room.

Si Ningning closed the door with both hands, and was about to drop the bolt. The cool midnight wind in summer brought a cold "thank you".

Si Ningning's somewhat chaotic brain suddenly woke up, and he could vaguely see the transparent rubber buttons on the shirts of this era flashing light spots in the halo leaking out from the crack of the door.

Si Ningning sighed softly, bent his lips and said "good night" to Night Breeze in a friendly way.

The two lamps lit by the educated youths went out at the same time, and the female educated youths yawned and fell asleep. In the male educated youth’s room, Li Lingyuan, who was next to Mo Bei’s bed, crawled to the head of Mo Bei’s bed with his butt arched, “Hey! Hey! Boss, boss !"

Mo Bei waved away Li Lingyuan's waving hands, without gnawing.

Mo Bei people have always been indifferent, Li Lingyuan has long been used to it, but after making sure that Mo Bei is not asleep, Li Lingyuan chuckled cheaply, and asked in a low voice, "Boss Mo, is Zhiqing Si's hands soft?"

Mo Bei didn't want to talk to Li Lingyuan at first, but when he heard the out of tune words, he opened his eyes and stared at the silhouette in the darkness, opened and closed his thin lips and uttered a word: "Get out."

Li Lingyuan shrank his neck, lay back on his bed, tossed and turned twice and got up again.

This time he learned the lesson, instead of looking for Mo Bei, he jumped out of bed and moved to Song Shuhan's bedside.

"Hey, Song Shu..."

"Li Lingyuan."

Before Li Lingyuan could finish his sentence, Mo Bei suddenly turned over and sat up. Li Lingyuan was so frightened that he almost staggered and barely sat on the ground. "Ah? What's the matter, Boss Mo?"

Song Shuhan watched the cat-and-mouse battle between the two, felt amused and touched Li Lingyuan with the back of his hand, "Don't ask, go to bed quickly."

At this time, Li Lingyuan's IQ was also back online, and if he really stopped asking, he slapped his hands and was about to go back to his bed, but when he got up, Song Shuhan calmly gave him a hand, and said "soft" in a very small voice.

Li Lingyuan understood in a second, regardless of whether Song Shuhan could see or not in the dark, he winked and cast a look of "I understand".

Li Lingyuan wanted to say: next time when this happens again, I will ask Si Zhiqing to bandage me up and criticize me.

But in a blink of an eye, thinking of Mo Bei's cold and squinting eyes, he trembled, rubbing goosebumps on his arms and lying back on the bed, without any thoughts.

As the stars turn and the stars move, a good night's sleep without dreams.

In the early morning of the next day, a rooster crowed from the brigade, and the educated youth nodded to the red brick eaves, and the sound of teeth brushing and washing was also heard one after another.

Yesterday, after running all day and staying up so late at night, Si Ningning slept soundly, and the movement of other girls getting up did not disturb her at all.

Si Ningning was supposed to be cooking today, Xu Shuhua saw that she was sleeping soundly, and knew that she was not in a hurry to go to work today, so she didn't disturb her, and took the initiative to carry the rations collected yesterday to the kitchen to help Si Ning Ning cooked the meal.

After a group of people finished their breakfast and went to the field with their lunch, the entire educated youth spot suddenly fell silent.

It was so quiet that the sound of the wind could be heard clearly, as if the sound of sunlight pouring on the tip of the leaf could be heard.

It was about eight or nine o'clock, and the members of the team had already taken their positions in each shift. Standing at the educated youth point, they could vaguely hear the shouts of driving oxen to plow the paddy fields from a distance.

Si Ningning slept for more than an hour longer than the others, and was about to wake up from the dream when the wooden windows and coffins were gently shaken by the wind, making a teeth-piercing "squeak" sound inadvertently.

Si Ningning's crescent eyebrows flickered lightly, and then opened a pair of misty eyes.

Her thoughts were not completely clear, but her body still reacted, she sat up with her nose raised, and turned to look towards the window.

On the outer edge of the old wooden vertical window, a wreath made of honeysuckle hangs there, a circle of light green, dotted with white flowers.

With the melodious summer wind, it swayed in front of the dilapidated windows, and the scent was blown up by the wind and passed to every corner of the house.

The scent of honeysuckle is very special, like gardenia and jasmine, it can wipe away the dryness and heat in people's hearts in summer.

And at this moment, Si Ningning was wiped away together, and when Si Ningning got up, he found himself alone in the room.

With his chaotic and hazy thoughts returning, Si Ningning put on his shoes and walked to the window, took off the wreath and brought it in sideways.

The dark brown vines, the grass-green leaves, and the green onion and white flowers are like small trumpets raised high. It is very similar to the temporary hat she made in the mountains the day before yesterday, but more delicate...

The broken ends of the vines are stuck into the inside, so they won't prick your hands, and it's not obvious at first glance.

Si Ningning thought that with Huo Lang's temperament as a veteran cadre, she would only think that her picking flowers and picking grass was also a disease of Miss Jing brought from Beijing, but she didn't expect that Huo Lang would prepare this ingeniously.

how to say……

It was a bit unexpected.

Also a little overwhelmed.

Si Ningning held the garland in one hand, and looked out the window with the other.

Except for the yelling from a distance, there was no one outside the educated youth spot.

this flower...

Quietly, it should have been hung up for a while.

But sugar and woven bamboo have been offset, so what does the flower represent?
Si Ningning couldn't figure it out, and wanted to find something to hold the water to soak the wreath, so that the vitality and fragrance of the wreath could last longer, but thinking of the previous decision, her slender and white fingertips curled up, and she padded Tiptoe, and hang the wreath back in place.

Let's do this first...

Just think it was Xu Shuhua and the others who thought it was fun to hang up.

The sky outside has already been checked, and the members of the commune have already been busy for a new day. Si Ningning knew that Xu Shuhua didn't call her in the morning, and probably helped her cook the meal. Go to the kitchen to see that it really is.

Xu Shuhua not only cooked the brunch, but also cleaned up the pots and stoves.

Si Ningning sighed gratefully, and didn't dare to delay any longer.

She went back to the room and closed the door and entered the space behind the door. After hastily washing and feeding the pigs, she picked two and a half large and tender cucumbers, rinsed them in front of the faucet, and walked out of the space.

(End of this chapter)