Chapter 764: There is a Beloved Husband at Home (23)
In the corner of the small courtyard, there is a bamboo and rattan bench, which is an antique from the Jiang family. Before Grandma Jiang passed away, she liked to sit on this rattan chair after eating, holding a cattail leaf fan in her hand and holding her little baby in her arms. In Jiangtang, the grandfather and grandson relied on each other, chatted and looked at the moon.
The moon in the countryside is very big and far away. It is still pure crescent yellow and exudes gentle silver light. Looking at it from a distance, the huge disk is dotted with stars all over the sky, like bright gems, setting the sky. A layer of poetic silver.
Gu Chao sat on a wicker chair, his injured legs resting on the sweet potato drying rack, motionless, silently looking at the brilliant sky.
The sound of water came from the room. It was Jiang Tang taking a bath.
Under the kitchen stove, several sweet potatoes were roasting. Gu Chao knew that the sweet potatoes would be cooked by the remaining heat of the ashes and become sweet and soft.
In my ears, behind the yard, there was the rustling sound of the branches of the old locust tree swinging, and there was also the sound of cicadas chirping like waves, one after another.
On the tip of the nose, there is a combination of the smell of pig pens and locust flowers. In the end, the floral fragrance is even better. What I smell now is a light and pleasant fragrance.
The young man raised his head with deep eyes, looking at the vast and bright starry sky. His heart, which had been gloomy for many years, felt a rare relief.
Peeling off the shell of hard work, the countryside is still poetic and picturesque.
At this moment, the sound of opening the door suddenly came from behind.
After Jiang Tang took a shower, he walked out pushing the big wooden bucket.
Gu Chao turned his head and looked at the cool blue gown she was wearing. The thin fabric moved slightly as she moved, outlining the curvature of the girl's chest. Her long hair was shawl, and water was still dripping from the ends of her hair. After being evaporated by the hot water, Gu Chao turned his head and looked at her. Her face was rosy and pretty, and her clear round eyes were staring at him at the moment.
The young man's ears turned red unconsciously.
Jiang Tang poured the water, then walked to Gu Chao and squatted down, poking his swollen knees with his fingers.
It's better now. Both legs are swollen and injured, like steamed buns. The skin was originally white and shiny, but now it's slightly injured, and it's extremely dazzling to look at. There is a circle of blood-red wounds and purple ones. Swelling is more distressing than other smooth and fair areas.
It's a pity that Gu Chao's long legs are slender and straight, with a very high waistline. Now his trousers are rolled up to his knees, revealing his long and fair calves, which are strong and thin. Jiang Tang glanced at it.
It can be seen that this beauty Gu is still quite strong. Unlike other educated youths, she cannot lift her hands or shoulders.
Even this body of flesh is too white and too tender, like a piece of carved white jade. There is a slight coldness in the whiteness of the skin. It feels like touching a stone. The texture is good but there is no sense of reality.
"Does it still hurt now?"
Gu Chao lowered his eyes and looked at the two big bags on his knees.
"Much better."
"It's hard to walk at night, so I'll apply some medicine first and I'll take you to the health center tomorrow."
The more Jiang Tang looked at it, the more he felt pity, as if his beautiful clothes had some mud splattered on them.
Forget it, just don’t look at it, let’s go look at the sweet potatoes in the stove.
After folding two leaves and placing them underneath, Jiang Tang used tongs to pull four large sweet potatoes out of the stove, then wrapped them in leaves and took them out.
"Give."
He handed one to Gu Chao, took one himself, sat next to him, and carefully peeled off the burnt skin on the outside.
The aroma is fragrant, and to the hungry Jiang Tang, it is a delicacy of mountains and seas.
The two of them ate quietly, listening to the chirping of cicadas and looking at the dark distant mountains, a rare silence.
(End of chapter)