prince and farmer

"Ada, uncle advises you. Our temple is small here. When he recovers, you'd better send him away!" Uncle gave the good medicine, closed Anu's shirt, and said seriously.

"Listen to Uncle, but let's talk about it after he recovers. He has so many injuries, he looks like a foreigner, and looks like a scholar. If I... don't take him in, what will happen to him in this cold winter? Get over it."

The farmer lowered his head and looked at Anu, whose face was flushed by the heat. His heart ached a little. He stretched out his hand and tightened the quilt, "Uncle is kind, I will entrust this child's life to Uncle. I killed the wild boar, and I will send a few more pieces of meat to Uncle to make up his body. I will take care of his food, and I don’t have much rice at home. I will go to the county town to exchange some rice and vegetables for the medicine money. Bring it to Uncle A. Uncle A is alone, and it is hard to serve the patients. I will try my best to spare time to come and help."

"Hey, you kid, how serious are you! Why are you being so polite to uncle!" Uncle said angrily, but he didn't refuse after all, but quietly tightened his hands on the bed sheet, and a little worry flashed in his eyes.

"I..." the farmer scratched his head, "I'm stupid, I don't know what to say. But I think those things should be given, there is no reason to bother Uncle. Uncle is working hard alone. Anyway... Anyway, Uncle is not allowed to shirk, when the time comes, don't think too little and just do it."

"You boy!"

The farmer rubbed his hands, feeling a little embarrassed not knowing what to say.He swayed in place for a while at a loss, looking around with his eyes wobbly.He quickly ran to the other side of the bed, lowered his head, and carefully looked at the person he saved.

The skin is as white and waxy as rice porridge and goat milk, which is no exaggeration.The skin is too white, too tender, showing a delicate childishness, and the body is frighteningly thin.like a child.

It looks like...he is a child of a rich family.But it doesn't look like she was spoiled and spoiled, the whole person is thin and sickly, weak and pitiful.

Such a child should obviously live a prosperous and happy life, but the child's brows seem to be entwined with a touch of sadness and misery.

The farmer stretched out his hand a little cautiously, and when he was about to touch it, he retracted it like an electric shock. He rubbed the thick callus with some burrs on his hand until it became slightly hot, and then put his hand on it.

Still a little hot, brows are always frowning.In a coma...and frowning.There was an urge to calm him down for him, but he was inexplicably a little shy of inferiority.

This kid...was a completely different person from him.It's too delicate, it seems that if the strength in the hand is a little heavier, it will hurt him.

Maybe... you should spawn a girl.Then I can treat you like a little sister openly and aboveboard.The farmer thought to himself, opened his mouth and laughed to himself.If my mother who died young could give me a cute and delicate little sister, I would definitely hold her in my mouth, hold her in my hand and put her on the tip of my heart to spoil him. I only ask for her white and translucent little sister. A smile as lively and bright as the sun can be shown on the face.

"Why haven't you woken up yet?" The farmer played with Anu's soft strands of hair, and murmured to himself in a bit of boredom, "Wake up quickly, and talk to me, such as what is your name and how old are you?" , why did you fall in the snow, where is your home? I am very curious about you, I want to know everything about you. Wake up, I can make an exception to tell you my name, but you are not allowed Tell others, because the old man said it was a little secret not to be told to others, but I believe you. Well... I don’t know if you like little white rabbits? I can teach you to catch rabbits. Rabbits are stupid and easy to catch , but the little rabbits are obedient and cute, if you like, I can catch you a litter of the most obedient little white rabbits..."

"Wake up, don't keep falling asleep, too much sleep will make you stupid!"

The farmer glanced at the unresponsive person, and felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. The hidden desire to act like a baby writhed in his heart, making his heart a little itchy.This is really an unprecedented, novel, experience.He really wanted... really wanted to see those eyes again, those unforgettable eyes that always appeared in front of his eyes, how could anyone have such... a pair of eyes, distressing and amazing eyes.

"Oh...you won't be unable to wake up." The farmer sighed, "Are you thirsty?"

"Stupid boy! What are you muttering about? Let me tell you first, you have to keep watch today. It doesn't make sense for the person you brought back to make Uncle suffer. But don't worry, you'll be fine after tonight. He’s not seriously injured, just tired, and his body is exhausted.” Uncle said, he gave the farmer a hard look, and handed him a bowl of hot porridge, “You, you are so kind! Do you treat yourself as a human being? You have been here for so long, why did you forget about yourself when you only fed him porridge! Hmph, forget about yourself, and forget about Uncle! Keep it, lift the lid of the pot and take a look, yes, it’s just a pot of shabu-shabu water, I loved you for nothing when I was a child!"

"I... I'm sorry, Uncle."

"Hmph, luckily he's a kid. If it's a girl, you won't have uncle in your eyes!" Uncle gave the farmer a hard look, "What are you looking at? Just a kid, no matter how good-looking you are, you'll still be a kid for a long time , roll over, and come back after eating. Uncle will watch over for you."

"Thank you uncle!" The farmer smiled innocently, stood up embarrassedly, moved aside, took the porridge, but still looked at the person on the bed, drank it in a few sips, and ran to the kitchen to fill another bowl , After finishing drinking, he rubbed over again.

"uncle."

"what happened?"

"I'm fine."

"..." Uncle was speechless, and stood up proudly under the expectant eyes of the farmer, but it was a bit uncomfortable to leave.Uncle stood in front of the door between the kitchen and the bedroom, pondering for a long time, but he was not convinced, turned his head, looked again and again, the bedside, the farmer who served attentively, pressed the corner of the quilt from time to time, and changed the cold handkerchief, the shadow in his heart , quietly growing.

"Hey, silly, uncle asked you something." Uncle hesitated and hesitated, finally turned around, dragged the bench, sat on the other side, and asked.

"Ah, ask."

"Why don't you marry a wife when you are so old? Isn't it..." Uncle hesitated for a moment, and spoke with difficulty, "Uncle knows that this question sounds bad, but... Uncle is not an outsider, if you have What's the problem... Uncle can... buy you some useful medicine..."

"Uncle! Don't talk about it." The farmer blushed, lowered his head, and had no place to put his fingers. "I... Uncle, don't think about it, I... I have no problem."

"What's going on?" Uncle Uncle was unwilling to give up and made up his mind to get to the bottom of it. Although his face was a little unnaturally hot, but after all, he was honest and a little bit hard-hearted, but he thought it was nothing. "We are all men. There are no outsiders here, if you have any questions, you can tell uncle, no matter what it is, uncle will keep it secret for you."

"It's nothing." The farmer tried hard to turn himself into a quail, and his head could not be lowered any more. "It's really nothing."

"Huh, don't say it and don't say it!" Uncle was very angry, blowing his beard and staring, stood up, walked over, and slapped the farmer's hand away, "Hand! Let go! What are you doing holding him?"

"I..." The farmer lowered his head, a little surprised and embarrassed, "I..."

But he quickly found an excuse, "Aren't I afraid that he will catch a cold? Uncle is very angry, and the quilt is thinner. This kid has thin bones, so the quilt is a little thinner, but fortunately, I happen to be a human-shaped heater. The palms are so warm..." Under Uncle's gaze, his voice became lower and lower.

"That...if you don't believe it, you can touch it, it's definitely hot!" The farmer suddenly figured it out, felt that he was justified, and wondered why he was guilty, so he simply raised his head and stretched out his hand.

"Stinky boy! Who wants to touch your stinky hands! Uncle is suspicious, you...you don't have any ghosts about this kid!" Uncle looked suspiciously at the farmer.

The farmer curled his lips, and looked at the person on the bed involuntarily, "Uncle...you...don't talk nonsense. I can't think of anything bad. He is very cute and beautiful, but he...is a male!"

"Cough... so what about men, the girls in the village say..."

"There is no reason!" The farmer's feet were bloodshot, "I...I just think he looks very pitiful, and I really want to treat him well."

"Is that so..." Uncle twitched the corners of his mouth, "Your words... Hey, silly boy, not only did not reassure me, but..."

"Instead what?"

"Hmph, stupid boy, go on your own!"

"Oh." The farmer scratched his head, sat down, his blushing hadn't completely faded, and he began to focus on the person on the bed again.Uncle looked at the farmer for a while, then shook his head dumbfounded.

It's getting dark.The wind is blowing.The boiling water for washing feet was burning in the stove, making a gurgling sound, presumably it was about to be boiled, and the charcoal for warming the fire made a crackling sound from time to time.

Between the relative silence and the hustle and bustle, no one has ever noticed the frowning and tighter eyebrows and fluttering eyelashes like butterfly wings of the person on the hospital bed.

"Hot!" Anu writhed uncomfortably, and with a wave of his hand, the veil on his forehead fell to the ground with a snap. His small mouth was slightly opened, and he complained from time to time, but couldn't hear clearly.

"What? What did you say?" The farmer put his ear to it in surprise and joy, "Speak up."

"Hmph..." Anu muttered twice, pouting his mouth and complaining again, his eyelashes fluttered, but he couldn't open them anyway.On the contrary, two lines of clear tears flowed down slowly.

"What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?" The farmer lowered his head, pulled out the clean lamb fluff in his sleeve, and gently wiped away the tears.

"Hey, don't cry, don't cry." The farmer said softly, tilting his head slightly, and greeted in a low voice, "Uncle, uncle, come here quickly, you are awake!"

"Crack!" The farmer heard a loud sound, and at the same time his cheeks hurt.He turned his head and was shocked to see a pair of clear and bright eyes.

Anu's face was still red, with powder that had not subsided from the fever, his voice was weak and weak, but his tone was firm and fierce, "You dog slave, get off my body!"

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Just entered the pit of pesticides [smile]