Xiaofubao was pampered in the chronology

Chapter 240 He Has Totally Different Feelings About Her
It was a strange feeling, and Su Xiaomeng couldn't explain it.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that he was a little dazed, the nurse Nie Xiaoqing asked suspiciously.

"No, it's nothing..." In order to cover up his embarrassment, Su Xiaomeng said hastily, "Well, there's no need to change the water in the kettle, I'll just drink it cold, it's okay."

"Then let me pour water for you." Nie Xiaoqing said with a brisk smile while pouring water into the water glass, "When your mother left just now, I specially asked me to take good care of you."

Su Xiaomeng felt inexplicably embarrassed, "My mother just likes to worry about things, I'm already such an adult, and besides, I'm fine, there's nothing wrong with me, you don't need to help with small things like pouring water, I'll do it myself. "

As he spoke, he couldn't help but move his body a bit, pulling the fixed plaster, and frowning in pain.

"Oh, don't move around!" Nie Xiaoqing hurriedly pressed Su Xiaomeng's shoulders, helped him sit up, and handed him the water glass, "If you need anything in the future, just call me. My surname is Nie, and you can call me Little Nie."

"Which one is it?" Su Xiaomeng asked, "Lenin's row?"

Nie Xiaoqing laughed, "Lenin is a pseudonym, his original surname is Ulyanov, besides, how can there be anyone with the surname Lie here? I am Er Shuang Nie, do you understand?"

After listening to her, Su Xiaomeng's ears turned red.

"Sorry, I haven't been to school, so I don't know this..."

"What's there to be sorry for? I haven't studied for a few years. I happened to be recruiting people from the county to the village. They said they were training nurses for free, so I went to learn. I don't know all the characters, but I love reading. , now we basically know each other.”

Speaking of this, Nie Xiaoqing asked: "Have you ever learned Pinyin?"

"Pinyin? I just learned it before."

"That's great. I happen to have a book marked with pinyin at my place. Let me lend it to you. Your legs and feet are inconvenient now. Sitting like this is boring. Reading a book can relieve boredom."

Su Xiaomeng was a little flattered, and hurriedly asked: "Really?"

Nie Xiaoqing nodded with a smile, her voice was like the sound of steel balls falling into a glass, clear and crisp, like a bird singing on a branch in summer, "Of course, just wait."

When she came back, she had already taken off her mask.

In order to find a book, she put the mask on the table when she lowered her head, and forgot to put it on.

With a high nose bridge and a baby-fat face, it looks like he is in his early twenties, with thick lips that seem to be smiling forever, coupled with almond-shaped eyes, everything is so natural and harmonious.

In terms of beauty, she is not as beautiful as Xu Chuntao, but she is very comfortable to look at.

"The pinyin in this book is marked by me one by one," Nie Xiaoqing handed the book to Su Xiaomeng, "If there is anything you don't understand, just ask me."

The cover of the book is a bit old, but it can be seen that it is well preserved.

Su Xiaomeng took the book, recognized the words on the cover as "Song of Youth", and couldn't help but read it out.

"Ah! Do you know how to read?" Nie Xiaoqing asked in surprise.

"I only know some relatively simple characters, and I don't know the words that are too difficult."

After finishing speaking, he turned the pages of the book, stared at the pinyin, and read a little stammeringly: "In the early morning, a train of flat-shen trains heading east from Beiping was driving on the vast, green field."

As soon as he finished reading a sentence, Nie Xiaoqing looked out the window, "The dense crops, the bright river, the yellow mud houses, the standing electric poles... all flashed past the eyes of the passengers leaning on the window like lightning."

Su Xiaomeng looked at her in surprise, he didn't expect that she didn't read the book and just recited it directly.

As if reciting a poem, she recited a long paragraph with emotion, "The female student is wearing a short white cotton cheongsam, white linen socks, and white sneakers, holding a plain white handkerchief in her hand, and she is completely white. There is no companion, just sitting alone on the hardwood seat in the corner of the carriage, staring at the outside of the carriage without moving..."

When she recited this paragraph, Su Xiaomeng's mind came up with the scene of her sitting quietly on the train.

Suddenly, a "Xiaoqing" interrupted Nie Xiaoqing's voice.

A shorter nurse ran to the door.

"Oh! I knew you were bothering the patient again, come out quickly!"

Su Xiaomeng said hurriedly: "She didn't bother me, she was reading to me, and she read very well."

"She has read this book into obsession. Every time she is asked to take care of a patient, she always reads novels to others. Just ignore her!"

"I think this book is very well written. Really, I am very happy to read it."

Nie Xiaoqing was pleasantly surprised, "Do you really think the writing is good?"

"Well, although I only heard you read the passage just now, I have already imagined the picture."

"Great, most people don't know how to read, so they don't like to read, it's rare that you are willing to listen to me read these..."

The two people's eyes intertwined with each other, and Su Xiaomeng's heart beat a little faster.

Obviously she is as obsessed with novels as Xu Chuntao.

But for some reason, he felt completely different about her.

There is no arrogance in her at all, she gives people a warm feeling, no matter her appearance, voice or the way she speaks, they are all so reassuring, reassuring and comfortable.

The next day Su Daqiang came to the health center to see the fifth child. He thought he would get angry because of the production team's affairs, and he must be restless. He didn't expect him to sit quietly on the bed with a book in his hand.

"Where did this book come from?"

When Su Daqiang asked, his wife poured out the egg porridge cooked early in the morning from the pot, and brought it to Xiao Meng, "Stop reading, drink the porridge quickly, I made it for you."

"Thank you sister-in-law." Su Xiaomeng looked away from the book.

He originally wanted to put the book on the table at hand, but he was afraid that the porridge would accidentally spill on the book, so he carefully placed the book beside him and pressed it with a pillow.

"Oh, you still make it so mysterious?"

Su Daqiang lifted the pillow and grabbed the book curiously, "Song of Youth?"

Su Xiaomeng stretched out his hand subconsciously, "Brother, be careful, don't wrinkle the book."

"This is a novel, can you understand such a complicated book?"

"There is a pinyin on it, so let's half guess."

Su Daqiang flipped through a few pages, "It's really marked in pinyin. It's still marked by hand. Who is so patient? There are so many words, and they are all marked one by one."

When Zhang Guilan heard the word "fiction", her eyes widened suddenly, and she hurriedly asked, "Old Wu, that Xu Chuntao must have read this book for you, right? Could it be that she came here yesterday?"

"No way?" Su Daqiang was also in a hurry, "My mother doesn't like that Xu Chuntao, Xiao Meng, if you really talk about free love with her, our mother will definitely die of anger, you must not..."

Su Xiaomeng interrupted his elder brother anxiously, "What are you talking about? Don't guess! This book has nothing to do with Xu Chuntao, it's... a comrade lent it to me by the nurse."

Jin Bao noticed that when her little uncle mentioned the word "nurse", his face seemed to turn red and his eyes averted a little, as if he was shy.

(End of this chapter)