talk about wine

Zhou Qingwu didn't have time to think about anything, he was afraid that Meng Chuxi would fall to the ground.All this happened very quickly, almost as soon as Meng Chuxi finished speaking, she had already thrown herself sideways into Zhou Qingwu's arms.

She could clearly feel the little girl's arms tightened instantly, tense and eager, as if she was catching a fallen baby.Seeing the two of them falling down together, Zhou Qingwu's back was about to hit the ground directly, Meng Chuxi twisted his waist suddenly, reached out and quickly grabbed a piece of bamboo.She wrapped her left arm around Zhou Qingwu's waist, and with this pulling force, she directly threw herself on the steep slope.

The force was so great that Meng Chuxi put his hand on Zhou Qingwu's body and hit the bamboo, his left hand was pinched by the basket on his back and was numb from the pain. Meng Chuxi endured it without saying a word, and his face was not relaxed because of the absurdity.While still in shock, she heard the sound of cloth being torn, and Zhou Qingwu's muffled groan, she quickly stood up straight and wanted to see what was wrong with her.

Lying on the steep slope, Zhou Qingwu's face turned pale. After Meng Chuxi stood up, he hurriedly went to see her, reached out and grabbed her clothes to look at her back, saw that her left hand was red, and hurriedly went to see her again left hand.

And Meng Chuxi, who was held by her left hand, had already discovered the reason why Zhou Qingwu groaned in pain. Her upper body was protected by Meng Chuxi and she was not injured, but she couldn't stand firmly on her feet, she slipped out, and a bamboo stake directly scratched her trouser leg.

Covered by the clothes, Meng Chuxi couldn't see how the injury was done, but the red blood had already seeped out along the clothes, and a few wisps of bright red slid down the exposed skin.

Meng Chuxi pulled out her hand and threw the almost empty basket on her back to one side, then untied Zhou Qingwu's back basket, and immediately squatted down to check her injuries.

Zhou Qingwu was not being honest, and asked Meng Chuxi if he was injured by gesturing.

Meng Chuxi frowned, raised her head and glanced at her, she obviously didn't say anything, but Zhou Qingwu became obedient immediately, and leaned there waiting for Meng Chuxi to check her.He just continued to look at Meng Chuxi with his eyes, and found that he was not injured except for the red left hand, so he was slowly relieved.

Over there, Meng Chuxi had torn off her clothes, revealing a bleeding wound.Fortunately, the sharp bamboo tip didn't pierce it directly, but it stuck to the calf, leaving a long wound, the skin was ripped apart, and the pain could be seen at a glance.

Looking at the blood-stained bamboo stake, Meng Chuxi's heart felt chills, and she couldn't imagine what consequences would be waiting for her if she hadn't reacted just now, or if she was slow, she fell on Zhou Qingwu's body and fell.The blood flowed a little scary, Meng Chuxi didn't care about other things, and suddenly tore off the inner lining of her clothes, which was cleaner, and quickly wrapped it to stop the bleeding.

The wound was pressed hard, Zhou Qingwu's whole body tensed up in pain, cold sweat broke out immediately on his forehead.Veins appeared on Meng Chuxi's hands, he looked up at Zhou Qingwu, and bit his back molars so hard that his cheeks trembled a few times, obviously trying to bear it.

In the past, Meng Chuxi was very gentle, especially towards Zhou Qingwu, she was so gentle that she pampered her, but now the pressure on her body was extremely low, and Zhou Qingwu could see her frowning brows when she squatted down and lowered her head.

Although Meng Chuxi like this was a bit scary, Zhou Qingwu tasted a sweetness from it. Even though the wound on her leg was hurting her heart at this moment, she still had a secret joy in her heart.

Meng Chuxi was very nervous about her, even if this kind of nervousness was not the kind of emotion she thought, it was enough to comfort Zhou Qingwu's tormented heart.

Guessing that the bleeding had stopped and stopped flowing, Meng Chuxi carefully loosened the cloth, turned to wash the cloth in the stream over there, and planned to wipe off the blood around her before wrapping her up and going home to apply medicine.

Seeing the blood smearing red in the water, Meng Chuxi felt that her breath was suffocating, and the stagnation in her heart was lingering, and it burned her uncomfortably.This kind of discomfort turned around and saw Zhou Qingwuming's injury was even worse.

He stepped forward to support Zhou Qingwu and asked her to sit down and half sit on a flat place, then half-kneeled on the ground and carefully placed Zhou Qingwu's legs on his own, lowered his head and wiped off the blood little by little with a damp cloth.

The fair calf skin became clean again from the blood, but the bloody scratch became more obvious.The strength of Meng Chuxi's hands was originally light and steady, but the closer she got to the wound, the stronger the force she held the cloth in her hand, and finally her hand trembled slightly.But she didn't raise her head or make a sound from the beginning to the end, which made Zhou Qingwu's heart flutter.

After wiping off the blood, Meng Chuxi threw away the cloth, and raised his hand to tear off a white cloth.Zhou Qingwu reached out his hand to stop it, but Meng Chuxi glanced at it lightly and then retracted, feeling distressed in his heart, the clothes were torn.

Holding the white cloth with both hands, Meng Chuxi looked at the injury on Zhou Qingwu's leg. After a pause, she finally spoke to Zhou Qingwu: "It will hurt, bear with it." Her voice was a little hoarse, with a hint of unconsciousness Trembling, Zhou Qingwu's heart tightened, not only a little scared, but also because of the distress and worry that could not be concealed by the condensation in Meng Chuxi's slightly red eyes.

Zhou Qingwu's legs trembled unconsciously when the cloth was wrapped around him, and then his body became stiff.Meng Chuxi gritted her teeth and wrapped her up, put down her clothes for her, cleared the way back, and squatted directly in front of Zhou Qingwu when she came back.

Looking at the rough road, Zhou Qingwu stretched out his hand and tapped Meng Chuxi's shoulder cautiously. Meng Chuxi frowned and turned his head. Zhou Qingwu's eyes were timid, but he still gestured: It's not easy to walk, don't carry it.

Meng Chuxi just looked at her like this, neither getting up nor speaking.Zhou Qingwu had no choice but to carefully lie on her back. The body beneath him was very thin, not thick at all, but when he got up, he held her firmly on his body, and walked back step by step along the path.

Because she was afraid of falling again, Meng Chuxi walked very slowly, and every step was bumpy, but she supported her firmly with both hands, paying attention to her injured leg from time to time, and did not let her slip down.

After passing the mountain stream, the road conditions improved a lot, and they were all uphill. Zhou Qingwu could clearly hear Meng Chuxi's faster breathing and faster and faster heartbeat.

Sweat had already flowed down her temples, from the sides of her ears to her chin, and the sun shone through the forest and fell on Meng Chuxi's face, shining even with the beads of sweat.

Zhou Qingwu looked around quietly, and when Meng Chuxi carried himself from the mountain stream to the flat road in the village, the salty sweat stains had flowed from his forehead to his eyelashes, crystal clear.Zhou Qingwu has experience and knows that this kind of feeling is uncomfortable.Sure enough, Meng Chuxi closed her eyes, trying to prevent the sweat from falling into her eyes.

Seeing this, Zhou Qingwu quickly squeezed his sleeve and rubbed it against her forehead, and when she was ready, he gently wiped the sweat off her eyelashes.Being carried behind, Zhou Qingwu poked his head with some difficulty, and cleaned up for Meng Chuxi meticulously.

The anxiety that popped up in my heart from time to time was calmed down by these thoughtful little gestures. Meng Chuxi turned her head to look at Zhou Qingwu whose face was still pale, and finally softened her voice: "Does it still hurt?"

Seeing that she finally paid attention to him, Zhou Qingwu shook his head hurriedly, and gestured again: I don't feel the pain anymore, you can put me down to rest first, you are sweating a lot.

Walking up this mountain stream with a person on her back, no matter how thin she was, Meng Chuxi would be exhausted, Zhou Qingwu was a little impatient.

It is true that I am a little tired, but my body has the foundation and can hold it. However, Meng Chuxi is also afraid that Zhou Qingwu will fall because of his lack of physical strength. touch the wound."

Zhou Qingwu nodded, and when Meng Chuxi squatted down, he supported her shoulder and stood there with one leg.Meng Chuxi helped her steady, and without taking a breath, she lowered her head and checked the wound. Fortunately, the bleeding did not continue.

She stood up and looked at Zhou Qingwu. The little girl looked worried and gestured there: You are all wet with sweat.

Meng Chuxi stared at her steadfastly, and in the end she was quite weak. She put her left hand behind her to protect her, and then flicked her forehead mercilessly with her right hand again. Leaning back, he covered his forehead and squeezed his mouth.Fortunately, Meng Chuxi took care of him earlier, and brought him into his arms to stand firm again.

Looking at the man whose eyes were red with grievances, he gritted his teeth and said, "Now you know the pain, you know you have been wronged? Do you know your leg hurts? If you fall, do you know it hurts!"

The more Meng Chuxi talked, the more excited she became. She was really, really scared to death. If something happened to Zhou Qingwu, she couldn't even imagine what would happen to her.This little girl who looks soft and shy, but is actually tough and stubborn is almost the foundation of her life in this world.All her plans revolve around her, without her, all her hopes are gone.

Zhou Qingwu had never seen Meng Chuxi like this before, because he was too emotional, his eye circles were red, and there was even water in his eyes, which made Zhou Qingwu have mixed feelings for a while.She was happy but more distressed. She didn't want Meng Chuxi to cry at all. Before she had time to say anything, Meng Chuxi reached out and hugged her into her arms, hugged her tightly, and choked up, "You really scared me to death."

When Zhou Qingwu heard her voice, his eyes suddenly became hot, and he couldn't hold back his tears.After a long while, she slowly stretched out her hand and wrapped it around Meng Chuxi's waist. Her fingertips moved a little cautiously, and finally she mustered up the courage to wrap her arms around Meng Chuxi, and lightly pressed her right hand on her back. Pat patted.

Zhou Qingwu closed her eyes tightly with a smile on her lips, but when she opened it again, she was firm and clear like never before. No matter whether this relationship has any results, or even whether it can be expressed, she is satisfied. What she got from Meng Chuxi is true. It's been a lot.

Meng Chuxi let go of her, and saw Zhou Qingwu looking at her with gentle eyes, even doting on her, turning his head away in embarrassment.Zhou Qingwu quickly stretched out his hand and gestured: I don't want to scare you, but there is no danger, I am fine, and you are safe, don't be angry, okay?

Her eyes were earnest, and she looked at Meng Chuxi with a coquettish look, which was acting like a baby.Meng Chuxi was helpless, she couldn't stand this sensible little girl acting like a baby, and sighed: "I have nothing to do with you, just have fun secretly."

He turned around and squatted down, gently stretching his hands together, lifted him up again, and walked towards the village step by step.Fortunately, the road ahead was smooth, and Meng Chuxi felt a little more relaxed. When he walked to the small road in front of his house, apart from Meng Chuxi's breathing and heartbeat, Zhou Qingwu could already hear the whining and tender chirping of chickens.

When it got closer, two gray-white legs could be seen jumping in front of the fence through the gap, and there was some joyful cries of whining.

Meng Chuxi stopped and gasped for breath, and carefully let Zhou Qingwu down. As soon as he opened the door to the yard, a group of yellow fur balls rushed out, the fastest of which was a gray-white puppy, which rushed to Meng Chuxi's feet and wagged its tail violently.It has only been two hours since I saw it, and it welcomes its owner so warmly.

Wuwu is different from other dogs. It seldom jumps on them. One of its favorite gestures to show its intimacy is to rush over, jumping down on its front legs, poking up its buttocks and resting its head on your feet.

Its whole-hearted trust and love made Meng Chuxi couldn't help but smile. Sensing her intimacy and liking, Wuwu immediately stood up and started to rush towards Zhou Qingwu.

Meng Chuxi came back to her senses, and hurriedly said: "Woooo, no way!" His left foot stretched out mercilessly, and Wuwu hit her leg directly, fell a somersault, stood up, squinted his eyes and leaned down a little timidly, shaking Wagging its tail, it seemed that it didn't understand why Meng Chuxi kicked it.

The little guy may have been thrown away too many times when he was a child, but he is also very sensitive. Zhou Qingwu felt distressed seeing it like this, so he quickly waved at it.

Meng Chuxi also realized that she bent down and touched Wuwu, hugged it and pointed to Zhou Qingwu's right leg: "Don't rush around, Qingwu's leg is injured."

Wuwu seemed to understand, and also smelled a bloody smell, and then slowed down and carefully sniffed Zhou Qingwu's legs, whining lowly around her.

Meng Chuxi's eyes were soft, and she couldn't help laughing: "It's still whining after growing up so much, and it's called the wrong name. It knows that it loves you, but you don't know that you love yourself."

Glancing at Zhou Qingwu, Meng Chuxi went over and directly picked him up and put him on a chair in the yard to sit.

He hurried into the house again and took out the cloth strips and wound medicine that were useless for bandaging last time.Looking at the medicine in his hand, Meng Chuxi frowned again, thinking that the place was not clean, and the cloth to stop the bleeding was also on his clothes, so he put the things down and hurried to Aunt Liu's house.

Aunt Liu was not at home, only her daughter-in-law, Jin Yuer, was there. Meng Chuxi borrowed a bowl of liquor from her, and came back in a hurry.

Looking at the wine in her hand, Zhou Qingwu's face turned pale again, and the initial pain has dissipated a lot, but the taste of disinfecting the wine is no less than cutting it open again.

Meng Chuxi's heart was also tense all the time, seeing her turn pale and biting her lip, she opened her mouth to say something but held back.

Pulling up the torn clothes and taking off the strips of cloth, Meng Chuxi moved very carefully, for fear that the solidified blood stains would stick to the cloth and hurt her.

She failed to protect her well, and some pain cannot be avoided, so she can only reduce the secondary damage as much as possible.The cloth strips wrapped twice were unraveled so slowly that Zhou Qingwu could even see a layer of fine beads of sweat appearing on her talented forehead.

Stretching out his hand to wipe her again, Zhou Qingwu gestured when Meng Chuxi looked up: It doesn't hurt, don't be so nervous.

The last bit of cloth was finally untied, Meng Chuxi raised her eyes to look at her, then lowered her head and muttered calmly: "It's not me that hurts so much, why am I nervous."

Meng Chuxi said so in his mouth, but when he picked up the wine, he leaned forward a few times but couldn't pour it up, and finally his hands began to tremble.

The warmth in Zhou Qingwu's heart also turned into sourness. She didn't like Meng Chuxi because her appearance made her feel guilty and powerless. She said that she had protected her, but in the end it was Meng Chuxi who suffered and felt sad.

She was silent for a while, bent down and reached out to take the wine in Meng Chuxi's hand and poured it down along the wound. The strong wine poured up like sharp teeth biting the wound. Stuck on his own legs, arched his body and sucked in air.

Meng Chuxi was at a loss, so she hugged her quickly, turned her mouth around and only spat out two words: "Bastard!"

Wipe off the wine stains, sprinkle the medicine powder on it, and quickly bandage her wound while the pain has not dissipated. Meng Chuxi sniffed, not wanting to talk to Zhou Qingwu.

Only Wuwu yelled worriedly, licking Zhou Qingwu's hand.

Zhou Qingwu sat on the chair as if he had collapsed, but looked at Meng Chuxi with some worry, his face was as white as paper.

Meng Chuxi packed up her things and went back to the house without saying a word, then bent down and hugged him back, and put him beside the bed.

Zhou Qingwu knew that she was angry with herself, but she really didn't want Meng Chuxi to suffer, so she might as well make a quick decision.But after finishing it, she felt anxious, her eyes almost fixed on Meng Chuxi.

Seeing her turn around and open the closet to search, then brought a set of skirts and underwear over, and stood in front of her without saying a word, and hadn't reacted yet.

Meng Chuxi glanced down, took off her trousers and said, "Take it off."