Because of Meng Chuxi's trickery, she didn't realize until she took her to the bamboo forest she had seen before, and pointed at the bamboo: Do ​​you want to dig winter bamboo shoots?

Meng Chuxi nodded, then she looked up at the bamboo forest, and said, "The bamboos in this bamboo forest are all old bamboos, and the dark green leaves should have bamboo shoots. This season is a good time to eat winter bamboo shoots. Winter bamboo shoots are used for stir-frying and stewing soup are all excellent, if I can get some, I can give you a try."

Zhou Qingwu naturally knew the deliciousness of winter bamboo shoots, but it was hard to find them.Digging winter bamboo shoots is a laborious and technical job, not everyone can do it, and those without experience and skills may not be able to find a few after a busy day.

When her parents were alive, because the family was well off, every winter my father would buy some winter bamboo shoots for them to try.One of her favorite dishes is the winter bamboo shoots and three delicacies soup made by her mother, and the delicious taste in her memory disappeared in her life along with the care given by her parents.

She hadn't thought of her parents for a long time, either because she didn't want to or because she didn't dare to think about them, but now she was standing in the bamboo forest looking at Meng Chuxi who had given her warm care for the second time, but she couldn't help thinking about them.Her eyes seemed to be blown by the cold wind in the forest, and they were aching from the cold. She lowered her head and tried to open her eyes wide, suppressing the sudden soreness.

Meng Chuxi had already shifted her gaze from the bamboo leaves to Zhou Qingwu.Behind her, Zhou Qingwu stood there with his head bowed, his right hand pinched his shirt at some point, the back of his hand was tense as if he was suppressing something.The temperature in the bamboo forest in winter is very low, and the cold wind passing through the bamboo forest lifted her hair and fell it messily, adding to her sadness and bleakness.

Zhou Qingwu couldn't speak, which also caused Meng Chuxi to focus on observing her subtle movements and expressions when communicating with her. Over time, she herself didn't realize that she was very sensitive to Zhou Qingwu's emotional changes.

The little girl had a hard life before, so she is actually very good at hiding her emotions, and she has learned to protect herself, so what can really poke her wounds is often the things she cares about.But what she cared about was too little, and her deceased parents were the most important among them.

"Why are you suddenly sad?" Meng Chuxi approached and bent down to look at her, holding the back of her hand which had been blown cold by the cold wind in the palm of her right hand.

Zhou Qingwu looked up at her, quickly shook his head to suppress his emotions, and then slowly gestured: I think of my parents, my mother used to make bamboo shoots for me to eat.

Meng Chuxi didn't say much, just stared at her with pity, then took her hand and walked forward, saying warmly, "I'll make it for you this winter, let's dig bamboo shoots."

A layer of fallen bamboo leaves accumulated in the bamboo grove, and there were several open pits on the ground. Some bamboo shoot shells were scattered on one side. Meng Chuxi walked in and saw that only the roots of the bamboo shoots and a few shells remained in the soil.

Zhou Qingwu often saw it in the past, but she always felt a little pity, so she made a gesture: wild boars.

Meng Chuxi nodded. When she was a child, her grandfather would take her to dig bamboo shoots every winter. She could often see the soil dug up by wild boars. When it comes to finding bamboo shoots, no one is better than a wild boar.

"Let's go a little further. The wild boars here have been swept away. I guess there are not many left." Meng Chuxi carried a hoe to another flat ground, then bent down to search carefully, and used the hoe to dig up the raised and cracked ground, occasionally Look up at the bamboo next to you.

While digging, she said, "Most winter bamboo shoots are buried in the ground, which is not easy to find. But there are bamboo shoots in the ground, and the surface soil tends to bulge or crack. Of course, there are some bamboo shoots that are buried deep and cannot be seen." , I can only find a bamboo whip and keep chasing, if I'm lucky, I can dig a nest."

As soon as the words fell, the hoe in Meng Chuxi's hand lightened immediately, and Zhou Qingwu also saw the yellow tip emerging from the soil.She gave a short click, pointed there and waggled her fingers, her eyes were full of surprises, not to mention how cute she looked.

Meng Chuxi smiled: "Look, here we found it." She stopped her thoughts and focused on the hoe, digging out the soil bit by bit, gradually exposing the whole bamboo shoot.Huang Yanyan's skin was stained with dirt, and she was not too small lying in the mud, which was very gratifying.

"This head is not bad." When the bamboo whip was exposed, Meng Chuxi adjusted the direction, made a gesture with the hoe and cut it down neatly, then turned the hoe slightly, and the bamboo shoots with round roots were directly hooked out.

Zhou Qingwu immediately reached out and patted the dirt on the side basket, Meng Chuxi glanced at her, and continued to chase along the bamboo whip.After digging a few times, Meng Chuxi stopped again when the hoe fell down. She looked up at Zhou Qingwu with a smile in her eyes, and the corners of her eyes were raised. Zhou Qingwu quickly gestured again: Yes?

Meng Chuxi raised his eyebrows, nodded and glanced at him with some complacency. Zhou Qingwu was very supportive, giving Meng Chuxi the thumbs up with both hands, but soon his eyes were glued to the ground.

Meng Chuxi carefully dug twice, and the yellow color was indeed revealed. She moved the hoe to the right, Zhou Qingwu groaned again, and pointed to the right eagerly, humming several times in her mouth.

Zhou Qingwu actually seldom made a sound. Originally Meng Chuxi thought she was born unable to speak, but that time when she was pushed down by Mrs. Chang, Zhou Qingwu yelled.As for Zhou Qingwu's dumb illness, she also knew a little bit from Aunt Liu and the villagers, but she didn't know whether it was the serious illness that caused her physical loss of voice, or the psychological problems caused by the stimulation.

It is precisely because of being unable to speak, this kind of babbling without words is a kind of harm to Zhou Qingwu, so during the acquaintance these days, she really refused to make any sound as if she was completely dumb.Now that she can hum happily and eagerly because of such things in front of him, Meng Chuxi feels very happy, and her heart is very soft.

Naturally, Meng Chuxi also saw the bamboo shoot, raised his head and smiled at her: "Okay, I saw it, Qingwu, don't worry." The voice was loving and smiling, Zhou Qingwu was quite embarrassed, and retracted his fingers to look at Meng Chuxi With one glance, he lowered himself quickly.

But they were very lucky, Meng Chuxi dug a total of six bamboo whips on it, and they were not small in size.The process went smoothly, but Meng Chuxi felt like he had brought a puppy with him. Zhou Qingwu wanted to try it himself, but he couldn't move his legs because of the nest of bamboo shoots. He walked around Meng Chuxi with wide eyes, just to See the whole process clearly.

Putting the bamboo shoots in the basket, Zhou Qingwu blushed with excitement, the reserved smile on her mouth had already opened, she pointed at the bamboo shoots in the basket and grinned, stretched out her hand and gestured: Chu Xi, You are amazing!

Meng Chuxi nodded seriously: "I also think I'm very good." Zhou Qingwu narrowed his eyes with a smile, and his little face, which was much better, turned red.

Meng Chuxi looked around and encouraged: "Qingwu can also try by himself and see if he can find it."

Zhou Qingwu was eager to try, so he carried a hoe to find it according to what Meng Chuxi said.Seeing her bent over and concentrating, Meng Chuxi raised the corners of her mouth and turned her head to look for the next one.

Digging bamboo shoots is really tiring. Meng Chuxi hasn't done this for a long time, and her body is not good. After a while, her back hurts, and her hands are even more sore. But she has good patience, and now she has turned over half of the bamboo forest , and the harvest is also a lot.Counting the bamboo shoots that were thrown together, I have already found five or six more.

Turning around and looking around, Zhou Qingwu had already walked to a place six or seven feet away from her, and there was an overturned earth pit behind him. Looking at the area, I knew that this little girl had quite a lot of endurance, but I don't know what to expect.

"Qingwu, did you find it?"

After hearing this, Zhou Qingwu held the hoe and looked at his feet in embarrassment. After a while, he bent down to pick it up and walked over slowly. Seeing the two cuties in her palm, Meng Chuxi burst out laughing. After laughing, he quickly comforted her: "It's okay, it's already pretty good, but I still found two."

Zhou Qingwu's ears turned red, he put down the bamboo shoots and gestured: I won't.

"The first time is already very good, you watch me dig, watch from the sidelines, and I will teach you how to find it."

The bamboo forest in winter is extremely quiet, only the sound of two people digging with hoes, and Meng Chuxi's warm voice wafting in the forest.

After working for a long time, the harvest is very gratifying, and most of it is filled in the back basket.Most of them were dug by Meng Chuxi, and Zhou Qingwu not only contributed the two smallest ones, but also dug three later.

"Today's harvest is not bad. In addition to eating at home, the surplus can be sold in the town, and then come back with some vegetables. The Chinese New Year is coming soon, so you can slowly stock up on some New Year's goods." Meng Chuxi said to Zhou Qingwu with his back basket sideways. .

Zhou Qingwu nodded, his eyes fell on Meng Chuxi's hand, and found that her hand holding the basket was tense and loose, and her left hand twisted uncomfortably.Realizing what was going on, she stopped and pointed to the hoe in her hand.

Meng Chuxi took it in a daze, and saw that she knelt down and put the basket on her back, and was about to speak to stop Zhou Qingwu from holding her hand down, when she stretched out her hand to gesture, and then squeezed her arm: You must be tired.

As soon as Meng Chuxi relaxed his hands, he began to tremble subconsciously. It was true that he was exerting too much force, and he was a little disobedient.Touching her right hand, she lifted her chin: "Your back is too heavy by yourself, and my hands are a little weak, but it doesn't matter. Let's switch backs?"

Zhou Qingwu nodded, but in the end no matter what Meng Chuxi said, the little girl kept her mouth shut and her eyes wide open silently watching her refuse to put down the basket. She looked aggrieved and stubborn, so she had no choice but to give up.

"Why are you so distressed?" Meng Chuxi pinched her face helplessly, it was cold, and covered her face with her hands to warm her up.

The little girl's eyes were watery, hiding her shyness, and she looked very innocent. Her small face was extremely small, wrapped around by Meng Chuxi's slender hands, it was almost adorable.

Probably because she was in a good mood, Meng Chuxi followed Zhou Qingwu humming a song on the way back. Zhou Qingwu only felt that this song was very different from the ones she had heard before. It was a bit strange, but it was very pleasant.

Holding the back rope of the back basket, Zhou Qingwu lowered his eyes slightly. Just like what the villagers said, Meng Chuxi is a somewhat weird person. Zhou Qingwu often doesn't understand everything from her speech and behavior to the things she thinks.

She said that she forgot who she was, but she knew much more than herself. She clearly seemed to be a pampered person, but she was especially able to endure hardships. Maybe... She shook her head slowly, so what, she It's enough to know that Meng Chuxi is very good, and she doesn't ask about other Meng Chuxi.

"What are you shaking your head for?" Meng Chuxi looked at her shaking her head and asked amusedly.

Zhou Qingwu turned his head and glanced at her, then stretched out his hand and gestured: I think you know a lot, especially powerful.

At this moment, other emotions in her eyes were suppressed by her, only sincere admiration and praise.

Meng Chuxi felt a little embarrassed now, and lowered her head to touch the winter clothes that Zhou Qingwu had made stitch by stitch, looked at Zhou Qingwu and said with a smile: "Qingwu is amazing, the needlework has been done so well, this clothes are better than the ones you bought. fit."

She is only 15 years old and has lost her parents. She has really worked hard and lived a great life.

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