Respect is worse than resignation

Chapter 73

Suffering from hunger and cold, Yin Yiming now thinks he can eat everything he sees.

The heavy wooden door of the hut was pushed open with a creak, which stimulated Yin Yiming's drowsy little soul. At this moment, there was only a high-pitched voice in her head, reminding her repeatedly, "The food delivery man is here."

Brother, you really kept me waiting, if you don't come, you won't be in time to bring me food, so you can just collect the corpse instead.

It was snowing heavily outside the house, the inside of the house was dark, and the ground outside was indeed a silvery light. In this way, only the silhouette of the person at the door could be seen clearly in front of him.

Although Yin Yiming's mouthpiece was injured and he could not speak, his sense of smell was still intact.What was blown in by the north wind was not only jade-like shattered snow, but also a faintly familiar sweet fragrance wafted into the nose, refreshing the mind.

Wen Lao.

Yin Yiming opened his eyes wide, looking back and forth between Wen Xi's hands, looking for something to eat first.

The result really disappointed her. Wen Xi neither held a huge lunch box nor pushed a silver dining cart. The only item in her hand was a white woolen cotton hat.

The hat is exquisite in workmanship, warm and windproof, but no matter from any angle, it doesn't seem to be edible.

A very wonderful hypothesis arises in Yin Yiming's heart:

She seemed to see that the little brother wearing a cotton hat braved the wind and snow to bring her the best local delicacies. However, he happened to meet Wen Xi on the road and was kidnapped by force by Wen Lao. In this way, he kicked over the holding box held by the little brother, took off his iconic hat as a trophy, and then found Yin Yiming and told her that he still had no food today.

Bah, bah, bah——Old Man is not such a boring person.

Yin Yiming felt that she was very infatuated and deep, and she was like this, and she was still saying good things for Wen Xi deep in her heart. She had forgotten that the malicious speculation above was also thought up by herself.

Taking advantage of the snow light, Wen Xi looked at Yin Yiming's sluggish expression, and guessed that she might be thinking about it again and again, and she was not in a hurry to interrupt her, but calmly closed the iron door and walked slowly Come over, stand in front of Yin Yiming and sigh, "Are you hungry? It's so cold, why don't you light a fire?"

Although the words were spoken softly, the tone was flat and the tone was even colder.

Yin Yiming's heartache and grievances over the past few days were all blown away by these words.

You don't know me, why are you asking so many questions, don't you feel tired?

It's a pity that Yin Yiming can't speak now, and can't express her strong thoughts and feelings in her heart. She is so angry that she decides not to talk to Wen Xi again.

Not only don't talk to her, but also cooperate with her expression, it must be stubborn and cold.

However, the light in the room was so bad that Wen Xi couldn't tell whether the expression on Yin Yiming's face was unpredictable coldness or entangled constipation.

Relying on the impression just now, she walked to the corner where Yin Yiming was squatting, her steps were very light, but every step made Yin Yiming's little heart vibrate a little higher.

The closer the fragrance was, the more nervous Yin Yiming became, and the more his cranky heart beat.

Hmph, Mr. Wen, are you going to come over and hug me?

I will never compromise. If you dare to touch me, I will break free immediately.

You don't recognize me, I don't know you yet, this matter is endless, endless!

Wen Xi, however, was unaware of her inner activities. She walked a step away from Yin Yiming, stood still, raised her hand and pulled it, and opened the curtain of a small window above Yin Yiming's head, and the room was immediately filled with silver and snowy light. Noble and peaceful.

Hey, it turns out that there are windows here. I thought it was a death row for black prisoners, and I have been feeling sorry for myself for a long time.

What surprised Yin Yiming even more was that facing the direction of the small window, there was a small kang with a small fire pond under the kang, and firewood of similar size was stacked neatly on the side, all the way to the roof.

Actually.

In vain I squatted at the base of the wall for so long, I, why should I...

"The wound on your tongue may not be able to speak normally within two or three days. I brought you a special herbal medicine from this village. Apply some before going to bed, and the swelling will subside tomorrow morning."

Wen Xi said, and handed over a delicate small bottle.

Yin Yiming had just formulated a high-cold policy, his neck was stiff, he turned his head away from her, and refused to take the medicine.

Wen Xi didn't seem to mind her attitude at all, and raised the fur hat in her hand, "This hat was given to you by Gundam's son, the young man who pleaded for you during the day, he said You seem to like his hat very much, he was too embarrassed to give it to you personally, so he entrusted me to bring it."

"If you like it, accept it. He will come to talk to you in person tomorrow."

Mr. Wen, you are indeed a dragon and a phoenix, and you can play the role of matchmaker without any systematic training. Sad.

Yin Yiming couldn't speak, so he could only continue to express his coldness with his actions.

Although her neck is sore, life is like a play, and it all depends on her acting skills. Now she is burning with anger, and her intuition tells her that she can only hold on at the moment, and cannot admit cowardice.

She suppressed the sadness in her heart, grabbed the hat that Wen Xi handed over, patted it on the head twice, and said, "I gladly accept it, thank you for your trouble."

Wen Xi was still expressionless, turned around and walked to the small fire pit, lowered her head and fiddled with the ignition tools on the fire pond, trying to light a fire to keep warm.

This step did not go smoothly. Wen Xi has lived in the city for many years. She has never even seen this kind of heating appliance, let alone such advanced skills as lighting a stove.

The splashing sparks were clearly on and off, and the ashes that had not been completely collected into the flue were curling up, but the fire just didn't show face, and it was dying, and Yin Yiming, who was a few steps away, couldn't help coughing due to choking.

Wen Xi didn't seem to notice it at all, she still lowered her head and fiddled with her movements mechanically.

"#%￥#..."

Mr. Wen, please rest, if you don’t know how to make a fire, let’s not insist on it, just let me come.

Yin Yiming rubbed his neck and felt bad. He was anxious, but he couldn't even understand what he said, so he took off his hat and threw it aside, stood up with the wall, walked to Wen Xi and held her.

Wen Xi still didn't look up, but slowly shook off Yin Yiming's hand, and continued to dial the fire sickle.

Yin Yiming stepped forward a few times, and was thrown away a few times. After repeated repetitions, he finally panicked, and simply wrapped Wen Xi into his arms from behind, and held her hands to prevent her from moving.

Wen Xi did not resist this time, but quietly let Yin Yiming hug her, but the wooden back still made Yin Yiming feel hairy. The cold and stubborn target just now flew to outer space in a rocket.

In Yin Yiming's feeling, it took another 1 years for Wen Xi to speak slowly, but this time, she was no longer calm and had no tone before. Under the rage of Teacher Yujie, she turned around Yin Yiming's head with a violent low pressure. Circle and circle.

"Yin Yiming, do you still feel that you are very good, smart, capable, courageous, courageous, kind, benevolent, and especially heroic?"

amount.

If you say "yes" at this time, you should basically stop thinking about being alive. Yin Yiming couldn't speak, so he had to transform into a world-class rattle player, shaking his head desperately behind Wen Xi.

"Do you feel that you have a sense of accomplishment for saving Chen Ying's life, and you have finished building the seventh-level and eighth-level pagodas?"

Uh-huh……

Hehe, this is a little bit, but it seems that Mr. Wen doesn't agree, so just keep shaking your head.

"Do you still think that I am so ruthless and ungrateful that I don't want to care about your life and death, that I will leave you behind after seeing you for a few days, and that I don't even want to admit that I know you when I meet?"

This……

Hmph, this is really difficult to answer, who knows if you really hated me at that time, I have been in the mountains for so long, I don't know what happened outside, and I don't know why you suddenly appeared in this wonderful village, You didn't tell me anything, how can I infer?

After Wen Xi asked these three questions, she seemed to have exhausted her strength. Her back that had been stiff just now suddenly softened, and she leaned into Yin Yiming's arms completely relaxed.

Classmate Yin Yiming felt overwhelmed immediately, and immediately twisted his legs a few times, trying to make Wen Xi lean more comfortably. The body temperature of the two blended together, and they were indescribably warm and reassuring.

"I know you have a lot of thoughts and doubts, and you want to ask me. But these days, no matter day or night, I just want to know where you are, how are you, are you still alive."

Wen Xi's voice was very soft, and every word melted into the cold air like a sigh, but Yin Yiming felt it was so heavy, so heavy that it could press her heart out of water.

She knows everything she has experienced in the past few days, whether it is difficult or dangerous, but fortunately, it has passed, but she has no way of knowing what Wen Xi has experienced in the past few days, how heavy and worried she must be .

Yin Yiming thought about it, and was immediately overwhelmed by guilt.

As she hugged Wen Xi tightly in her heart, she subconsciously picked up the fine wood and fire sickle in her hand.

After touching it, I realized that it was not unreasonable to be smoky just now. The end of the thin wood was actually wet. Looking at Wen Xi's face, it was still calm and cold, but the tears were obviously not dry yet.

"What are you looking at! Go ahead and be your hero. No one wants to look for you to worry about you. It's better to be taken away by wolves than to stay alive and continue to harm the world!"

Yin Yiming didn't dare to show his anger, so he quickly raised his hands as if the king had spared his life.Her stomach was also very cooperative, cooing and crying about the tragedy of her master.

Wen Xi burst out laughing, stood up and went to the kang, tidied up her clothes, took out a small milk jug from her pocket, and threw it to Yin Yiming, "You can't eat meat and food these days. The eldest son is dragging the deer milk I brought, remember to return the milk pot after you finish drinking it, my dear, I’m still waiting for you to speak.”

When Yin Yiming heard that he could not eat meat, his heart felt ashamed, and he took the leather pot to drink in great distress.

However, Wen Xi seemed to be in the mood to bully her, and continued to be relentless, "You are a beautiful junior sister, and you are also the son of Gangda. In my opinion, time is short and the story is not short. Hurry up! Keep your tongue healthy, I want to hear how you are all entangled, shared weal and woe, or inseparable."