Chapter 206 206. Shenjia Village
Shenjia Village.
In early spring, it is suddenly warm and then cold.
"It's just this cold, it's a bit too cold."
Shen Xingqi muttered in a low voice, feeling a little cold and added a piece of charcoal to the red-hot iron stove.
She picked up the half-embroidered purse, held the embroidery needle with her white and slender fingers and slowly filled in the stitches, one stitch after another.
This speed is more than twice as slow as usual.
Shen Xingqi's thoughts wandered away again.
The people in the village and the mob fought hard all night and finally came to the rescue of the army. After the excitement, exhaustion followed, and most of them went home to have a good rest.
Shen Xingqi felt grateful for the hard work of her brother and sister-in-law, so she specially cooked a pot of red date and ginger soup to ward off the cold.
Just now, she brought hot soup.
"Strange, why do I feel that they are different in some way? Is it really my misunderstanding?"
Obviously I haven't seen them for a while.
The little girl tilted her head and thought for a long time, and finally attributed the strangeness in her heart to her own carelessness.
“My brother and sister-in-law’s clothes are a bit too small, I have to make more.”
The master bedroom of the Shen family.
There is a small porcelain pot and dishes on the table near the paper window, and hot steam floats out from the cracks in the porcelain pot.
The aroma of red dates mixed with the spicy taste of shredded ginger suddenly filled the entire cabin.
A man and a woman in the room were wearing coarse cloth clothes commonly worn by country people in the Yan Dynasty, but what was embarrassing was that the sleeves of the boy's clothes seemed to be three fingers too short.
“.Poof.”
Cheng Xi swore that she didn't really want to laugh.
It’s just that the scene in front of me is too inconsistent, especially when the expression of the person involved is no longer as steady and calm as before.
Haha~ Do you also have moments of embarrassment and disbelief?
This is really, really rare!
Shen Xingluo was surprised for just a moment, then he lightly lifted his clothes and sat down.
"You're not angry anymore?"
"How is that possible?"
Cheng Xi doesn't mind settling accounts after the fall. The zombies died together!"
"I won't take action if I'm not sure."
"I thought we had reached a consensus a long time ago, remember?"
Cheng Xi sat next to him, placing his arms on the wooden table as if he was going to have a deep conversation.
"Xiaoxi."
Shen Xingluo raised his eyes, "Even if I don't take action, you will not let Zhuang Xuan and Xu Qingzhou fall into danger."
" .”
Cheng Xi was stunned.
Initially, the end of the world was just a short and thrilling journey for the two of them.
It is normal to encounter things and meet people during the journey. If you don’t have a close acquaintance and say hello, you will just treat each other as passers-by. However, during the four-month journey, you will inevitably encounter a few people with the wrong temper.
They are no longer just a name, but a living life.
There is an emotional connection between them, even if they never see each other again.
Cheng Xi does not deny that she has already classified a few people as friends, and will help them when they are in danger, even if it costs them some money.
She was originally angry that Shen Xingluo took too many risks and threatened his life, but now it sounded like he took her feelings into consideration?
Or maybe the latter accounts for the majority?
Cheng Xi’s mind reappeared in those captivating eyes, and her aura suddenly disappeared.
".Drink some ginger soup."
She opened the porcelain lid and let the hot soup evaporate, then poured it into a bowl with a wooden spoon.
Opposite him, Shen Xingluo's fingers on his right hand were bent and placed casually in front of the wooden table, as if he was observing a kitten that had just put away its sharp claws.
"Madam's dress is also a little shorter." "At most one finger."
Cheng Xi has indeed grown a little bit longer, but it's just the clothes of ancient women. Skirts have always been too big, but now it's hard to tell.
It saves on fabric.
After drinking the red date and ginger soup, the spicy feeling immediately invaded the entire mouth, and a thin layer of sweat gradually appeared on the tip of the nose.
For the villagers of Shenjia Village, they had just experienced a frightening battle.
The same goes for Shen Xingluo and Cheng Xi.
After getting rid of the multi-type high-level zombie, the tide of zombies gradually faded away, and the eyes on the two of them were as if they were studying magical animals.
In addition to the survivors of the Central China base, there are also those in power.
Considering that there was too much noise this time, and the interstellar supermarket no longer needed the two of them to take care of it themselves, they simply took this opportunity to leave the apocalyptic plane.
After drinking the loving ginger soup from her sister, Cheng Xi decisively returned to the bedroom in the space, closed her eyes and had a good rest.
When she woke up again, the sun in Shenjia Village was already due south.
“Huh?”
Three hours have passed outside, isn’t that space
"Madam slept for seven hours."
The man holding an ancient book at the table accurately reported the specific length of time without raising his head.
The porcelain pot originally used to hold ginger soup was replaced by a purple teapot, and a cup was now exuding the aroma of black tea.
Cheng Xi came over and poured herself a glass, "When did you get up?"
"An hour ago."
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Is it an hour outside or in space? You make me feel retarded when you say this.
However, this was not the first time that she had run out of ideas in front of Shen Xingluo.
This problem only existed for Cheng Xi for a second, and soon disappeared.
“The weather is getting better day by day and the snowstorm should be over soon. What are your plans for the future?”
"Farming, prepare to enter Beijing for the National Examination in August."
"Shouldn't the National Examination be in March or April?"
Cheng Xi remembered that it was already the end of March, and suddenly realized, " This year's Spring Festival has been postponed. "
During the New Year, most of the people in the Yan Dynasty struggled to survive the snowstorm, and their lives were once threatened. How could anyone reach the capital to participate in the examination.
"It has not been postponed. The students from Beijing Middle School have already participated in the Spring Festival. The Holy Spirit cherishes talents and has specially set up an additional examination in August for students from other places. At that time, they will participate in the palace examination together with the students from Beijing Middle School."
Shen Xingluo opened a book page and said, "And this news should not have spread yet."
"So that's it."
Cheng Xi knew that the news came from his past life memories.
She glanced at the scar on the side of Shen Xingluo's face. It was very shallow now.
There are many scar removal creams in the pharmacies of the last days, and they are also available in the system mall. Due to the shortcomings of ancient medical techniques, they are not used.
It's time for a clear path.
However, Cheng Xi always felt that scars made Shen Xingluo look more attractive.
How to get the top prize depends on your appearance Σ(⊙▽⊙“a
“In that case, the top priority is farming.”
As for studying?
Instead of worrying about Shen Xingluo, it would be better to comfort the students in the same class as him.
Competing with such a white-cut black man is probably a bloody disaster for eight lifetimes.
"Does our family have land?"
"Yes, my father and mother are not good at farming and do not live in the village all year round. The few acres of thin farmland at home have been rented by Uncle Manton."< br>
Shen Xingluo closed the book, "There will be a rapid cooling in mid-April, and Lin'an Prefecture and the areas north of it will lose their harvest."
(End of this chapter)