Correct Posture For Redemption

Gu Miru changed into a white dress the next morning, which she bought at the clothing store yesterday.

Compared with her previous clothes, this white dress complements her dusty temperament.

Gu Miru's appearance is not the best one, but this white dress makes her return to some of the sword sect sect masters in the world who are unparalleled in the world of self-cultivation.

The long eyebrows go into the temples, the clothes are whiter than the snow, the waist is tight, and the black hair is like a waterfall.

A system that is always very lonely, cheating the corpse to flatter Gu Miru: [Gu Sect Master is going to be singled out for this outfit today? 】

Gu Miru chuckled, but this time she didn't scold it for letting it go.

As long as the system doesn't intervene when she is doing tasks, although Gu Miru usually doesn't like to communicate with the artificial intelligence in her brain, most of the time she thinks it doesn't exist, but she won't kill it.

Gu Miru ignored the system in her head and started chattering when she saw that she looked good. He put the green shirt he bought for Si Xianchun next to his bed.

When Gu Miru moved in the morning, Si Xianchun woke up immediately. Although he lay motionless on the bed, Gu Miru could tell that he was awake based on the changes in his breathing.

Gu Miru patted the dress beside the bed, and said to Si Xianchun, "You've been wearing that one for two or three days, put on this new one, take off the old one, and wait a while. I'll ask Cuilian to clean it up for you."

Gu Miru tidied up her robes, turned her back to Si Xianchun and said, "This morning, I will stew pork, cabbage and tofu, and I will cook a bowl of porridge for you. After washing up in the morning, if you are in good spirits, you can try it yourself Take a walk in the house."

"If your legs are still not easy to use, I will ask Zhang Qian and Xu Si to find a way for you to use a tree branch to cut out a crutch. You need to get used to walking as soon as possible, and you can't always lie on the bed."

Si Xianchun didn't respond, and Gu Miru didn't expect him to respond. Fake it if you want to sleep.

After Gu Miru finished speaking, she went to the bathroom to wash up. After washing up, she went to the kitchen to prepare stewed pork and cabbage.

Cuilian also just woke up at this time. She is very active at work now, so she woke up quite early today.

The sky outside was bright now.

Cuilian patted her face, her face was very red, and some places were a little dry and cracked from the cold. Although Cuilian's appearance is not good-looking, her whole person has a simple youthful atmosphere.

It's very lively, and it's easy to feel good when people see it.

Gu Miru reached out and patted her face, and said to her, "There are two boxes of grease in my room. I'll give you a box to wipe your face. Your face is cracked."

Cuilian was stunned for a moment when she heard the words, and then her eyes were red with excitement, and she didn't falter, she murmured loudly.

She ran into Gu Miru in a white dress in the kitchen early in the morning, and was very surprised.

At this moment, she touched her face with a smile on her face, and asked Gu Miru, "What's wrong with young grandma..."

The young grandmother called Cuilian halfway and patted her face again to make herself sober, and quickly changed her words.

"Why did the master wake up so early?"

Gu Miru didn't care.

He smiled at her and said, "Listen to when the tofu seller will come. This morning, I'll make tofu, cabbage and pork soup."

"Master, do you want to cook?" Cuilian was a little shocked, the previous young lady... Bah! Is the master! But never cook.

And she clearly said that she is a young grandmother, and she will not go around the kitchen in this life.

"The piece of meat I cut from Sister Cui Cui yesterday is suitable for stewing cabbage and tofu. I'm good at this, so let me stew it."

"Go and listen to the tofu seller. Four pieces of tofu are almost enough for five people in the family. Then ask Zhang Qian or Xu Si to come over and light the fire under the pot."

"Hey!" Cuilian agreed very loudly, then turned around and rushed out like a cannonball, her legs tumbling faster than a rabbit.

There's no one who doesn't like being around good-natured people. Cuilian really likes her master's current temperament, she can't wait to get her head out of the way.

Gu Miru washed her hands and cleaned the cutting board and knife, and started cutting cabbage and meat.

Gu Miru is very delicious. People who love life, no one does not love food.

When Gu Miru traveled to every world, she would taste the food in that world.

Gu Miru is very fond of food, beauty, and beauty. And she treated everything with extraordinary patience.

When she is interested, she will spend a long time waiting for a flower to bloom.

Even in the morning like this, she just stewed a Chinese cabbage and tofu soup. Gu Miru was also very serious, and cut each piece of pork into thin and even, fat and thin.

For Gu Miru, the process of cooking, interacting with people, and doing something with her own hands is very enjoyable. She doesn't feel tired or dirty.

She cherishes every segment of life, loves to play everyone, and experiences different ways of life and life.

She is an outlier among the three thousand worlds, different from other transmigrators. Not with the purpose of competing for world **** or any other purpose, tired of traveling through various worlds.

It's not like those who cry out that they want to retire and accumulate points crazy to exchange for a perfect world. Gu Miru is someone who truly enjoys and experiences life all the time.

As if what kind of situation and plot were in front of her, she could find a comfortable posture and never tire of it.

In other worlds, she would also make some home-cooked dishes by herself, and even the world of immortals did not give up eating.

Gu Miru's cooking skills are not top-notch, but she knows her own appetite and makes things that Gu Miru likes to eat anyway.

Soon Zhang Qian was on fire recently. After the pot was hot, the pot was washed and Cuilian also picked up the tofu. Gu Miru poured oil, then sauteed the shallots and garlic until fragrant, and then put the pork slices into the pan and stir-fry.

This dish of cabbage stewed tofu does not require any skills, it only needs to be heated.

Thousands of stewed tofu and ten thousand stewed fish, this dish was stewed for nearly half an hour just with tofu and meat. The rice steamed in the same pot has the aroma of tofu and meat.

The cabbage that was placed at the end, when it was served, the soup was milky and milky, and the aroma was overflowing.

Gu Miru poured out some for the servants to eat first, and kept the share for herself and Si Xianchun.

Cui Lian and Zhang Qian Xu Si were embarrassed at first, but Gu Miru urged them with a very natural attitude and asked them to give the meal to Chen Lao.

In the morning of this big winter, drink a bowl of warm pork, cabbage and tofu soup, not to mention delicious. They soon did not shirk, and went to find a place to eat with their meals.

Gu Miru put the steamed rice into a bowl again, then looked at the firewood, and simmered a large bowl of porridge with the remaining milky white soup.

After everything was done, Gu Miru warmed up the dishes again, and put them all in a food box before carrying them towards her own house.

Today is another new attempt - dinner with Si Xianchun.

When Gu Miru entered the room with the food box, Si Xianchun had already stood up, and it seemed that she had already washed up. His hair on the temples is still wet, and today's hair is not shaggy. Gu Miru's braid was still there yesterday. Obviously, he has done it himself with water.

His cuffs were wet, and he rolled them up a bit. The front of the blue shirt was smeared through, and the color was darker than other places. There was a little ash on the elbows that had not been cleaned up yet. Obviously, he was struggling to wash himself, and he must have fallen on the way.

Gu Miru's eyes quickly swept across Si Xianchun's body, then glanced at the threshold of the inner bathroom, and guessed where he fell.

However, Gu Miru didn't ask aloud and pretended not to see it.

After thinking about eating for a while, I asked Zhang Qian and Xu Si to get a cane. It may not be easy to find in winter, but Xinyang Town is surrounded by woods, so it is not difficult to find a suitable one.

Gu Miru put all the breakfast on the table. It was a simple meal, but it was a hearty meal for ordinary people, because there was a lot of meat in the dish, and the stew was about to melt.

After Gu Miru had set the bowls and chopsticks, she was about to call Si Xianchun to come over when suddenly there was a burst of firecrackers outside.

The sound of firecrackers has not been interrupted these days. It is not long after the New Year, and the Lantern Festival is coming again. Gu Miru counted the days, today is the eleventh of the first month.

She traveled over for seven days. When she traveled over, Gu Miru's points could be exchanged for thirty-six days of life. Today is the twenty-ninth day of the countdown to death.

"Come over to eat." Gu Miru sat at the table herself, picked up her chopsticks and called to Si Xianchun.

Gu Miru went to pick up the tofu, put it in her bowl, and put it in her mouth along with the rice.

She chewed slowly and waited slowly.

Gu Miru's patience is unimaginable. Rice porridge is not easy to cool, and tofu is not easy to cool, but soup is not easy to drink.

Therefore, after Gu Miru ate two mouthfuls of food, she raised her eyes to look at him before hearing Si Xianchun approaching.

Si Xianchun was caught off guard and looked at Gu Miru, and his subconscious reaction was to avoid it.

But after dodging, he turned back quickly and slowly, his eyes were full of doubts and some fear.

Is it still too soon?

Gu Miru rested her elbows on the table and thought about it, Si Xianchun's performance in the past few days is obviously not bad. Because of his short marriage with the original character, his morbid personality suffered a crushing blow, but it was only a few months, and it was not deeply rooted.

And Gu Miru read the plot, Si Xianchun's mother raised him very well, although some are too simple, but the more simple people know what is good or bad, the easier it is to shape.

Gu Miru thought for a while, then tapped the side of the bowl with chopsticks, and urged Si Xianchun to say, "Come and eat, didn't you eat well yesterday?"

Gu Miru looked at Si Xianchun and said, "Do you want me to hug you?"

Si Xianchun was obviously more nervous and scared, Gu Miru was about to give up, and was going to take her bowl and go back to her house to eat.

As a result, she saw Si Xianchun's hand tightly clutching the quilt beside the bed. Because he was already very thin, the blue veins on the back of his hand bulged, as if he was enduring some unbearable pain.

Then he stood up, but didn't walk this way right away.

Gu Miru understood in an instant that it was not that he could not come, but that he could not come.

Gu Miru had never seen Si Xianchun walk by herself, she or Cuilian had always supported him before.

Although Si Xianchun's body recovered quickly, he had not regained the ability to walk freely after starving and freezing for a long time and being chained again.

Gu Miru got up immediately and walked in the direction of Si Xianchun.

She couldn't help thinking, when she couldn't see Si Xianchun... How did he go?

How to wash, how to go to the convenience, and how to come back?

Are you crawling on the ground?

Where did those dirty marks on his clothes come from?

Gu Miru realized this fact and raised her eyebrows quickly.

She walked to Si Xianchun's side a few steps and stood beside him.

Si Xianchun's legs were shaking, and his forehead was even sweating. He didn't stand up straight, and he didn't turn his head to look at Gu Miru. He stooped slightly to endure the pain caused by this posture.

But even in this posture, he was more than half a head taller than Gu Miru.

Gu Miru looked up at him slightly, and didn't ask him how she had been going these days.

Instead, he raised his hand and stretched it out in front of Si Xianchun.

"Grab me." Gu Miru said softly.

I teach you how to get up and walk again like a human being.

Another long wait.

The house was silent, except for the occasional sound of firecrackers outside.

The food on the table was curling white, and Gu Miru's hand was firmly in front of Si Xianchun.

Slender and fair, smooth and powerful.

I waited until the charcoal pot in the house that was lit early in the morning, suddenly "pop", and a piece of charcoal fire jumped up.

Si Xianchun finally couldn't stand on his own. He was sweating profusely and his whole body was shaking. A drop of sweat rolled down his pale eyebrows and slid down his cheek like a tear.

He bit his lip, and the pale lips were bloodshot from his bite.

Before he fell down - he held Gu Miru's hand.