Dressed as a sick and charming emperor's uncle's palm pet

Chapter 150 Fuchen's Past: It's Not Easy Being a Ghost

Shu Nuo looked a little distressed, but he could only watch from the side.

Xiao Chujiang Su ignored those people's bad words, rubbed his head, got up and continued to run forward, until he ran into a thatched house made of broken wood, and then he stopped.

It is said to be a thatched house, but the creaking door and the walls where the wind leaks in from time to time are simply not like a place for people to live in. Shu Nuo can't feel the cold, but seeing Chu Jiang Su's blue lips and trembling body, she felt cold for him.

"Find something to wipe first, don't freeze."

As Shu Nuo said, she flew around the room, but there was nothing except the moldy bed on the innermost side and an oil lamp on the table. She remembered that it was the same when she first came to this world, but she had a Accompanied by her loving sister, it won't be too difficult, but now Chu Jiangsu...

She turned her head and looked, and saw the young boy sitting upright in front of the oil lamp, his long hair was wet and dripping non-stop, he lowered his head without wiping it off, his expression could not be seen clearly, he could only feel his silence and gloom, for a long time, He smiled as if he had figured something out.

Very ironic.

Chu Jiangsu took out the steamed bun from his bosom, it was limp and out of shape, he stuffed it directly into his mouth.

"Hey! Don't eat it!"

Shu Nuo couldn't help shouting, but then Chu Jiang Su suddenly turned his head and met her eyes, those dark pupils stared at her firmly, Shu Nuo swallowed unconsciously, and tentatively stretched out his hand and shook it.

Chu Jiangsu's eyes didn't move with her hand, she retracted her gaze and threw the steamed bun on the table irritably, turned over on the bed and fell asleep directly.

The thunder outside the window was still deafening. Although little Chu Jiangsu rolled over on the bed and closed his eyes and fell asleep, but there was no bedding or thick clothes, and there was no air leakage in the room. He shrank himself into a ball and kept shaking and couldn’t sleep well. beside him, fingertips running through his long hair.

I really didn't expect that she would come to Chu Jiangsu's childhood,
What was he like when he was young?

……

The next day.

It rained and it was fine.

Shu Nuo floated in the air with his legs crossed, watching Xiao Chu Jiang Su get up to fetch water to wash his face, but he was listless and listless.

Shouldn't be sick.

Shu Nuo was a little worried.

He stuffed two mouthfuls of the soft dough bun from yesterday, and picked up the broom to clean the courtyard.

It was windy and rainy last night, and a lot of fallen leaves were knocked down. He swept three roads by himself, but he still didn't see the intention to stop, and there was no one around to help him.

no……

He probably wants to sweep the entire compound...

This idea is absurd but extremely real. Looking at those people who can be as far away from him as possible, Shu Nuo hurriedly flew to his side to persuade him: "Don't scan, let's rest for a while."

He is still scanning.

Oh, right……

He couldn't hear her.

Gotta find a way to help him.

Shu Nuo flew back and forth, and found that where she passed, there was a gust of wind. She tried to circle the fallen leaves, and the fallen leaves formed a pile after a short while.

Very good!
Shu Nuo was overjoyed, but found that Xiao Chujiang Su stopped at some point and stared fixedly at her side, what's wrong... She was a little giddy, swayed and scraped away two leaves.

Chu Jiangsu lowered his head and swept the floor again.

Shu Nuo followed him around and around and around...

People are not tired, just a little dizzy.

"Yo, what about sweeping the floor?"

Shu Nuo stopped his spinning body, but Chu Jiang Su didn't even look at it.

"Hey! How dare you ignore me?!"

Da Ding snatched his sweeping broom, threw it on the freshly gathered leaves, and stepped on it several times: "I let you sweep, you sweep!"

Looking at the messy ground again, Shu Nuo was annoyed: "I said, are you sick!" She kicked him really bye again.

Chu Jiangsu remained silent, silently picked up the broom and swept the floor again.

"How dare you show your face!"

Da Ding kicked over, and Chu Jiang Su fell to the ground in response, his whole face twisted together due to the pain, and the strange red color on his cheeks became more and more intense.

"He's sick and you still bully him!"

Seeing Chu Jiangsu curled up and struggling like a small animal, Shu Nuo felt more and more distressed. She yelled hard, but it couldn't affect the servants.

"Young Master." Da Ding squatted down and looked at Chu Jiangsu, stretched out his hand and patted his face and said, "We don't want to do this either, but why can't you get into the eyes of Patriarch Huo? A meal is exchanged for ten taels of silver. Who will pay for it?" Anyone who doesn't make money is a fool, my brothers are a little tight recently, please bear with me."

He took two steps back, twisted his neck and stretched his arms, kicked Chu Jiangsu coughing blood with a 'bang' kick.

"Brother Big Ding is amazing, his feet are getting stronger."

"That is, wait for me to give you a more powerful one."

As Ding spoke, he was ready to go.

No!

If this continues, Chu Jiangsu will be beaten to death!
Shu Nuo breathed a sigh of relief and flew around Ding continuously.

"No...here, where is the wind coming from?" Da Ding rolled up his sleeves, rubbed his arms and looked at the sky with a puzzled face.

"No, there's no wind..." The servant next to him stammered a bit.

"Where there is no wind, look..." Da Ding stared at the boy's calm and close-fitting sleeves, swallowed for a long time and couldn't find his voice, "Wrong, illusion...it must be an illusion..."

Dare to say that Lao Tzu is an illusion?
Does she want the face of being a ghost?
Shu Nuo circled around him even faster.

Da Ding hugged his shoulders and looked more and more panicked: "This, this wind is not only getting stronger, why is it getting colder..."

The faces of the people around him were also a bit ugly: "Brother, Big Ding, it was windy and rainy yesterday, you, did you catch the wind and cold?"

"Yes, yes, you must be like this."

With a reasonable explanation for the unreasonable matter, everyone's expressions became relaxed. Da Ding rubbed his hands and spat at Chu Jiang Su viciously, and cursed: "Little bastard, if it weren't for your uncle, I wouldn't be able to suffer from the cold." !"

He vented his anger and walked away cursing.

Shu Nuo looked at Da Ding's back with his arms around his chest, wondering if he should go to sleep in the evening and have a upper body or something. Anyway, she has become a ghost, so it shouldn't be a big problem... Maybe.

She was thinking about it, while Chu Jiangsu next to her stood up and patted the dust on the skirt, picked up the broom and continued to sweep the floor.

"Brother...young master...can't you sweep it later?"

Shu Nuo was so tired that he rubbed his forehead, but Chu Jiangsu couldn't hear her, and even if he heard her, he might not listen to her. Seeing the tall and straight but stubborn little body, Shu Nuo sighed deeply and breathed a sigh of relief. Flying quickly along the roadside, the strong wind she brought blows the leaves on the ground, and the leaves curl up and gather together obediently.

She stopped, feeling a little tired standing under the shade of a tree.

"What are you looking at?" She glanced at Chu Jiangsu, who was rarely in a daze, "I haven't seen a man in the wind, right... haven't you seen the beauty in the wind?"

Chu Jiangsu withdrew his gaze, set up the broom, turned around and walked back.

"No... what are you doing?"

(End of this chapter)