The day when the white horse roared and the west wind was reborn

Probably because of knowing the true identity of "Grandpa Ji", Wenxiu, who has just arrived, really can't think of "respecting the old" towards him, because the other party is almost the same age as her, even though she is now wearing Zhang Lolita.

Under the increasingly bitter decoction, Wenxiu's "disease" finally "cured", and she began to learn how to adapt to grassland life with Ma Jiajun.

Seven-year-olds are still playful. In comparison, Wenxiu, a "pseudo-child", can do too much. Wenxiu can clean up the house, cook, and learn how to shepherd sheep with Ma Jiajun. Unless necessary, she rarely calls him "Grandpa Ji", Ma Jiajun is not a talkative person, probably when he is in a good mood he will teach Wenxiu a few words of Kazakh, other than that, Wenxiu rarely sees him speak.

Wenxiu felt that her relationship with Ma Jiajun and Grandpa Ji was more like a shameless exploiter and a miserable child laborer. God knows how much she disliked getting up early, she wanted to sleep late, she didn't want to work every day, she wanted to go on strike!

Of course, this is just thinking about it in your head.

The life is so ordinary, and there is still a long distance from the "intimate grandparents" described in the original book. Wenxiu feels that she is living with Ma Jiajun now, because this guy doesn't know how to take care of children at all. With a stern face, occasionally he would look at Wenxiu with a scrutiny, as if he wanted to poke a hole in her body.

In order to make herself look like a seven-year-old child, Wenxiu sometimes pretends to be stupid, but most of the time, she is silent, because she understands the truth of "talking too much will make mistakes" better than anyone else. She didn't want to be burned to death or disintegrated as a monster.

When reading the book, Wenxiu thought that it is impossible for Ma Jiajun to change his appearance all the time. With an extra layer of skin on his face, it should not be too comfortable. He and the heroine have been together for ten years, and they are very close. It is really incredible that the girl has grown into a beautiful girl without realizing the little secret of her "Grandpa Ji".

After coming here, Wen Xiucai realized that the so-called "two people are like their own grandpa and granddaughter" did not eat and live together as he thought at all. Ma Jiajun had his own tent, which was neither far nor close to his tent.

People who practice martial arts have better ears than ordinary people. If Ma Jiajun breaks into Ma Jiajun's tent, he will definitely be noticed. Thinking that he should take off the mask when he sleeps at night, Wenxiu is really curious about the human skin mask Wenxiu wanted to rush into Ma Jiajun's tent several times at night. She had the guts but not the guts. Once she wandered outside his tent at night, but was caught by Ma Jiajun. Sneaking herself into the tent, being stared at by that old face by the candlelight really felt like a horror movie. Wenxiu hurried back to her tent. When she thought about it later, she felt that the stern "Grandpa Ji" might just be He was bluffing, because at that time his face really looked like he was wearing a mask.

Li Wenxiu envied the miraculous disguise technique in her heart. Of course, she would not be so stupid as to run up to Ma Jiajun and say something inexplicable, and then ask to learn the disguise technique. In that case, Ma Jiajun, who was extremely vigilant, would probably shoot him dead on the spot. .

Ha, nothing is more important than life, that's all.

Wenxiu was originally from Hangzhou, a woman born and bred in a water town in the south of the Yangtze River. She has not been to the south for 20 years, and she has never even been to the capital Beijing. I really can't get used to it, but if I am not used to it, I have to force myself to get used to it. Even if she returns to Jiangnan now, her home is not that home anymore.

She is not a child, she will cry when she misses home, the longer she leaves home, the less hope of going back, she will be sad every time she thinks that she may never see her parents in modern times, even in her dreams Li Wenxiu would wake up crying, but after waking up and wiping away her tears, she would continue to live.

Wenxiu thought optimistically, maybe one day she fell asleep and went back~

Ma Jiajun is an excellent veterinarian and an excellent winemaker. These two occupations, which are currently out of reach, allow him to master them well. In the original book, there are only a few strokes about his handicrafts. It will be more real if you see it with your own eyes. She often saw those Kazakh men bring cattle and sheep to their tents to exchange wine, and their horses would come to Ma Jiajun when they were sick. They usually don't talk too much. The men are cold, and Ma Jiajun is even more serious. Wenxiu had always wanted to learn wine making from him, but she didn't know how to speak, she felt that Ma Jiajun didn't like her very much.

This is a very useful skill. With these two skills, the centenarian "Grandpa Ji" can support himself without going out to hunt, and by the way, Li Wenxiu who eats "cat food" - she will feel sick when she smells meat now.

Wenxiu swears that she has grown up so much that she doesn't eat meat day after day like she is now!

Wenxiu, who was cooking, didn't want to eat, and Ma Jiajun, who was eating, didn't pay attention to this kind of problem. He probably thought it was a child's appetite.Gradually, Wenxiu ate less and less, and Ma Jiajun realized something was wrong.

"You eat this every day?!" "Grandpa Ji" frowned, his voice was raised, his eyes were not angry and pretentious, and he swept Li Wenxiu like a laser.

A bowl of goat's milk, a little bit of mutton head meat, three meals are not as much as he eats in one meal.

Wenxiu shrank her head back very spinelessly, her eyes dodged, she didn't know how to tell him this matter, did she have to tell him the truth, "I don't want to eat meat anymore, can you get something else"?If those modern roommates who complain about the lack of meat in the cafeteria every day know, will a few of them raise their fists and beat themselves up?

She can't say such indecisive words, not to mention that life is good now, she thinks it's good. Taking a step back, she has no ability now, and there is no way to live without Ma Jiajun. Kazakhs discriminate against Han people so much Very, "Grandpa Ji" is a centenarian who lives with them all the year round and often helps them. There is still a gap between them, not to mention Wenxiu who has no skills. She is fed and served with beef and mutton. Pick and choose, is it plausible?

Alas, it turns out that the life of eating meat every day is not something everyone can afford. I am a poor man, and I want to eat vegetables! ! !

Wenxiu is a good-for-nothing, even though her heart is turbulent and magnificent, but under the suppression of Ma Jiajun's Gaowei policy, she still can't say a word. Under the swishing knife-like gaze, she chooses to directly lower her head and pretend to be dead.

"Talk! What kind of words are hesitating!"

The tone was raised again, Wenxiu didn't want to talk anymore, she lowered her head and pretended that she was a tortoise.

Ma Jiajun drank wine slowly and ate meat skewers. In fact, since Wenxiu came, he basically didn't take care of such trivial things. Cooking, laundry and tidying up the house were basically done by Wenxiu. It seemed that she paid little attention to this child. She focused her eyes on Wenxiu and looked her up and down again. Unlike the innocence and childishness when she first saw her, the bloody light of that night seemed to have taken away all her innocence that belonged to a child. When she woke up, Her eyes were dull, she didn't say a word, and she shrank in the tent for more than a month as if escaping. He felt that the child was protected by the family too well, and she didn't look like the daughter of "Grand Thief" at all. Those delicate young ladies from rich families looked down on her, but after watching her coldly, they found that this was not the case at all!

Since she "recovered", she seems to be a different person. She is not squeamish at all. She is a fast learner, and she can learn many things as soon as she is taught. Those children who have been in nomadic families may not be as good as her. Well, I usually do everything without rushing, very steady, not too talkative, not saying that it is bad, but I have seen too many lively Kazakh children, and I am really surprised to see such a child at first glance. Habit.

I don't know how the "White Horse Li San" couple taught this child, so that she didn't look like a child!

After thinking for a while, he looked at Wenxiu and said, "Could it be that you are not used to eating mutton?"

The more he thought about it, the more he felt it was possible. Mutton had a strong smell, and he was not used to it when he first came here.

Li Wenxiu listened to the words, nodded, then shook her head.

Now Ma Jiajun didn't understand, what was the meaning of nodding and shaking his head, Wenxiu asked in a very low voice: "...Is there anything else?"

"?"

Wenxiu shrank her neck, and her voice amplified a little under Ma Jiajun's glance at the natural refrigerator, "I, I don't hate eating mutton, but, besides meat, is there anything else?"

Seeing that Ma Jiajun was sullen and silent, he quickly explained: "I don't mean anything else, it's just..." He hesitated for a long time without saying anything, but Ma Jiajun's face became more and more serious, he closed his eyes, Make a gesture of fighting, "It's just that I can't bear to eat meat every day!"

After finishing speaking, there was a long silence in the tent. After waiting for a long time, there was no response from the other party. Wen Xiu, who had her eyes closed, secretly opened half of her eyes to take a look at Ma Jiajun, but was caught by the other party. Smiling bluntly, Ma Jiajun had no other expression on his face, he looked no different from other old people, except that his eyes were piercing and energetic.

Feeling that he was not angry, Wenxiu shrugged her shoulders, waiting to be dealt with.

Ma Jiajun didn't say anything, after eating the skewers on the plate, he got up and walked away slowly, leaving only Wenxiu staring blankly.

The next day, Ma Jiajun came back from a doctor's visit and threw a bag to Wenxiu who was milking, and opened it in surprise——

It turned out to be a pack of mulberries!

☆, to be a cultural person, to dream!