I am not pitiful [Quick Transmigration]

When Liu Xiumei heard the noise and ran out, Liang Jizhou was being held by her grandson Tang Zhen and dragged back vigorously. On the ground lay a boy with inconvenient legs. come over.

Liu Xiumei had never met Liang Jiming before, but she was able to see the relationship between the two at a glance because of his obviously different clothes from those in the village and his handsome face that was [-]% similar to Liang Jizhou's.

She went over to help Liang Jiming up and asked him if he was okay.

Liang Jiming stared at Liang Jizhou, then looked at Rong Zhen behind him, gritted his teeth and said, "Tang Zhen, did you see it too? How is it? He is a lunatic, I didn't recruit him just now... Why are you dragging him, if you have the ability to let him come over and beat me to death, let's see if he is stronger with one hand or I am stronger with two hands!"

Rong Zhen ignored him and tried his best to prevent Liang Jizhou from passing.

The two suddenly started fighting at that moment, and he didn't have time to react.

It was indeed because of Liang Jiming's voice that he stopped at that time.

In the village, elders or peers would call him Xiaozhen if they wanted to be more intimate, but they didn’t specifically call him Zhenzhen.

Although Zhou Ting in the previous world would have called him that, but...but that's not the case.

He quickly figured it out, probably the system did this on purpose to mislead him.

One leg was injured and the other hand was injured. At the same time that Liang Jizhou swung his fist, Liang Jiming threw the crutch hard towards the side of the opponent's left hand.

Liang Jizhou's left hand was wrapped with a bandage, so he couldn't resist it at all.

The crutch was very heavy, and it fell on it in an instant. Rong Zhen can be sure that the skin around it is absolutely blue.

When Rong Zhen desperately dragged him back, his eyes kept looking at his left thigh, and he really wanted to tear off his clothes on the spot to see what happened inside.

Liu Xiumei supported Liang Jiming, Rong Zhen grabbed Liang Jizhou's body, one gritted his teeth provocatively, the other looked gloomy and terrifying, when Rong really wanted to say something, the door on the other side of the yard was suddenly pushed open.

"What's the matter? I heard the excitement in your house from a long distance away. What kind of relatives are here?" It was a young man from the same village. He saw the appearance of the two brothers of the Liang family when he was talking. He paused and smiled. Looking at Rong Zhen with some embarrassment, "Teacher Tang, this... isn't this Brother Ming and Brother Zhou? They are both my brothers, why..."

Rong Zhen knew him, his name was Tang Wenli, he was the same age as Liang Jiming, both, and there was only a younger sister in elementary school at home, young and mature, very good at dealing with things.

Liu Xiumei looked at him with a sad face: "I don't know what's going on, Wen Li, can you help send Jiming back first, his legs are not good..."

"Ah? Good! I'll come!" Tang Wenli immediately came over to support Liang Jiming, and told the old man to go back and rest.

Liu Xiumei looked at Rong Zhen and Liang Jizhou over there again, and she was about to say something when Rong Zhen took a step ahead: "Grandma, let me take him to the side of Chashan first, and talk along the way."

In such a situation, Liang Jizhou couldn't be sent back, what if it was marked again?If anyone in the village had any quarrels, they would talk to each other separately. Tang Zhen was only three years older than Liang Jizhou, so it was appropriate to say some words of persuasion. Liu Xiumei didn't like to meddle in other people's housework, so she nodded and let them go.

Rong Zhen pulled Liang Jizhou to the side, and waited for Tang Wenli to help Liang Jiming, who was not very cooperative, away, then went to the house to pack some things, and went out with Liang Jizhou.

Liang Jizhou didn't speak, and Rong Zhen didn't make a sound. When he arrived on the tea mountain, Rong Zhen found a hidden place, which was a corner. There were a few big pine trees outside the tea forest, forming a small triangle.

Rong Zhen took out the safflower oil that had been secretly put in from the basket before, and raised his hand to Liang Jizhou.

"Are your thighs blue? Does it hurt? Grandma bought this, and it works very well. Why don't you rub some on here first? You don't need to pick tea in the afternoon, so you just come here to play."

The young man stood motionless in front of him, and only glanced at the safflower oil: "It's not necessary, let's pick tea."

Seeing that he didn't answer, Rong Zhen insisted on continuing to pick tea, got up and said seriously: "It's really useful, don't you think it's troublesome? Then let me wipe it for you?"

The other party's expression changed slightly.

After Rong Zhen said this, he felt a little embarrassed. If the calves or other places are fine, but the thighs, then he must take off his pants...

Still in the wild!

At that time, he just felt that Liang Jizhou was in a bad mood and wanted to take him out quickly, but he also forgot that it was far more convenient to apply medicine at home than outside.

While riding a tiger with safflower oil, Liang Jizhou suddenly said, "Okay."

"...Then you," Rong Zhen pointed to his trousers, and looked around again. This place is very good, and the inside can hardly be seen from the outside, so it is safe, "I will move quickly, don't worry ..."

Liang Jizhou pursed his thin lips tightly, and began to untie his pants, his voice was suppressed, a little awkward: "It doesn't have to be so fast..."

"Okay." Rong Zhen lowered his head and unscrewed the bottle cap, suddenly a pungent smell hit him, he wrinkled his nose, and glanced at Liang Jizhou.

The young man didn't take off his pants all at once, only the bruised skin above his left thigh was exposed.

Rong Zhen slapped him next to him, bent down to help him dab safflower oil on the bruised place.

When wiping, the eyes can't help but look elsewhere, but no matter how I look, I can only see the mermaid line spreading down from the lower abdomen, and I can't see it below.

However, a faint outline can be glimpsed.

Rong Zhen didn't dare to look any more, and lowered his head to work seriously. When he was about to finish wiping, a voice came from above: "Teacher Tang."

He raised his eyes immediately: "What's wrong? Does it hurt?"

The young man frowned, staring at him without blinking: "No...heavier."

"Okay..." Rong Zhen lowered his head and continued, the strength in his hand was only a little heavier.After wiping, Liang Jizhou put on his trousers slowly, staring at Rong Zhen from the corner of his eyes the whole time, and when he screwed on the bottle cap and put the safflower oil into the basket, he led him by the arm to the pond under the tea mountain Walk.

The smell of safflower oil is too strong, you must wash your hands.

The water in the pond is very clear and cool.

Liang Jizhou hadn't touched safflower oil on his hands, so he washed it off quickly.Rong Zhen washed it several times, but when he lifted it up, he still smelled of safflower oil. He originally wanted to go up like this, but the young man suddenly squatted down beside him, grabbed his hand that was applying the medicine, and carefully dipped it in the water. Fiddle to clean.

The seams between the nails, the back of the palms and the gaps between the fingers were all spared.

Liang Jizhou washes very carefully, and he can wash everything thoroughly with one hand, and his movements are very skillful.

Rong Zhen didn't say anything, just watched quietly.

"Okay." Liang Jizhou squeezed his little finger, gently took that hand out of the water, and took out a tissue from his body to dry him.

Rong Zhen retracted his hand in a daze and smelled it. He didn't know if it was a psychological effect, but felt that the smell of safflower oil was much weaker.

The two returned to the tea mountain again, Rong Zhen saw that he was walking normally, and did not stop him from picking tea.

After picking it for a while, Rong Zhen asked softly, "How did your hand hurt?"

The other party paused and said, "Fight."

Rong Zhen glanced at him: "Fighting with others?"

"Liang Jiming."

He stopped asking.

In the evening, they took their things and went down the tea mountain. As soon as they reached the intersection, they saw Jiang Lin coming this way.

"Jizhou, why are you fighting with your brother again? His legs are like that, what if he breaks them? Why are you so worried every time... Hey, what does this smell like?"

"Safflower oil." Rong Zhen explained, "Brother Jizhou was hit on the thigh with a cane."

Jiang Lin was stunned for a moment, and then realized that Liang Jiming also moved his hand, frowned and sighed, and looked at Liang Jizhou a few times: "Go home with mom, I'll ask a doctor to come and see you..."

"No need," Liang Jizhou said with no emotion on his face, "I won't go back to sleep at night."

"Ah? If you don't go home, where are you going?"

Rong Zhen noticed that Liang Jizhou was looking at him, and slowly said: "Brother Jizhou can sleep with me tonight, they have conflicts now, it might be better to separate for a while..."

"How can I do that? We need to reconcile together only if there is a conflict..." Jiang Lin was about to drag Liang Jizhou, but the other party avoided it with a sulky face.

The atmosphere is awkward.

Jiang Lin was so angry that seeing her elder son determined not to go back, she gritted her teeth and took out her elder brother from her bag, dialed a number, blocked Liang Jizhou, and finally got through after waiting for a while: "Liang Wenchao, come back to me." Take care of your son!"

I don't know what was said there, Jiang Lin spoke quickly about the two brothers fighting again, and about Liang Jizhou going to sleep at someone else's house in the village at night.

Afterwards, Rong Zhen faintly heard the reply inside: "If he is willing, then let him sleep in someone else's house. He has the right to experience life. I can guarantee that he will come back by himself tomorrow. Don't worry... "

Jiang Lin: "How can I do it..."

"Okay, that's it, my wife, I still have a bureau, I will contact you if there is anything else."

Hearing his tired tone, Jiang Lin didn't say anything in the end, hung up the phone, remained silent for a while, looked at Liang Jizhou and said seriously: "Then you must not cause trouble to others."

Rong Zhen: "He helped me a lot today, no way."

Jiang Lin only thought that he was being polite to her, and said with a slight smile: "Okay, then I will trouble Teacher Tang..."

……

After bidding farewell to Jiang Lin, Rong Zhen took Liang Jizhou home and asked him again cautiously: "Do you really want to live at my house?"

The other party was silent and asked, "You don't want to?"

Rong Zhen quickly shook his head and said, "But my house is not as convenient as yours."

"Where is it inconvenient?"

He thought about it, it was too much: "For example, taking a bath..."

Before he finished speaking, a figure appeared in front of him. When he got closer, it was Liu Xiumei.

Seeing that his grandson hadn't come back for so long, the old man came to look for him. He was a little surprised to see Liang Jizhou at this time. He thought Liang Jizhou was wandering on the tea mountain and went back.

Rong Zhen told him that Liang Jizhou was going to sleep at their house tonight.

Naturally, Liu Xiumei had no objection, and didn't mention helping to pick tea. People from the village would have no problem even staying overnight for a few more nights, but I don't know if the young master from the city would not get used to it.

The three of them went home together, and Liu Xiumei put the tea in the yard, and someone with a car in the village would come to help deliver it to the tea factory later.Rong Zhen went to the kitchen to cook, and Liang Jizhou also followed the kitchen, but Liu Xiumei who came over rushed him back to the main room: "The kitchen is dirty, you should go and rest for a while, are you tired today?"

Liang Jizhou shook his head, still wanted to go to the kitchen, Liu Xiumei forced him into a chair: "I'll help Xiaozhen, just wait, it will be fine soon..."

Liu Xiumei went to light the fire under the stove in the kitchen. Liang Jizhou had nothing to do, so he looked around the main room, swept the floor, and then sat motionless on the chair, waiting for Rongzhen.

There were not many people, so Rong Zhen cooked two dishes and one soup for fear of not being able to finish the meal.

While eating, Liu Xiumei turned on the black and white TV to watch opera programs.

Rong Zhen sat next to Liang Jizhou, and asked in a low voice: "Are you used to eating?"

The other party didn't answer, just finished the remaining steamed buns in two bites, and continued to pick up vegetables and drink soup.

Rong Zhen: "..." Don't worry.

Rong Zhen and Liu Xiumei were the first to finish eating, Liang Jizhou had a bigger appetite than Rong Zhen expected, he ate a lot, and finally took them to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

Liu Xiumei asked Rong Zhen to help.

When they arrived at the kitchen, Liang Jizhou had already started washing, so Rong Zhen had no choice but to boil water.

Over there, Liang Jizhou was washing the dishes, looking up at him from time to time.

Rong Zhen's face was flushed by the flames, and it was a little bit transparent. He concentrated on changing the coal balls and putting the kettle on. After finishing everything, he stood aside and talked to him: "You have a good appetite."

Liang Jizhou: "Yes."

The topic is broken.

Neither of them spoke again.

When she came out, Rong Zhen seemed to remember something: "I almost forgot, you didn't take a change of clothes!"

Liang Jizhou: "I'll go back and get it now."

Rong Zhen: "Then I'll be with you!"

After entering the main room and talking to Liu Xiumei, he trotted out with Liang Jizhou.

There were mosquitos on the road, Rong Zhen occasionally patted his arm, the sound was loud, Liang Jizhou turned his head to look at him every time.

Rong Zhen: "Swatting mosquitoes."

The other party took a picture of his arm with a flashlight, and whispered: "It's a red mark, don't shoot it so hard."

Rong Zhen smiled: "The slap is too light and the mosquitoes all ran away."

Not long after he finished that sentence, the person next to him stopped, stared at the side of his neck and said, "Don't move."

Rong was really startled and didn't move.

Liang Jizhou raised his hand and patted the skin of his neck quickly. The force was very light and there was no pain at all. He turned his head to look in doubt.

Liang Jizhou spread his hand and slapped a mosquito to death.

Rong Zhen: "..."

The other party frowned and removed the mosquito body, then took out a tissue and wiped his neck carefully.

Rong Zhen said thank you in a low voice.

Liang Jizhou looked down at him without saying a word. After cleaning it up, he continued walking with him.

Before they reached the small western building, Jiang Lin came out with the clothes. Presumably, she was thinking about the clothes and planned to send them to Liang Jizhou herself.Seeing that they were also coming, the woman stepped forward and handed the clothes to Liang Jizhou, smiled at Rong Zhen, and said to Liang Jizhou, "Don't cause trouble for others."

The young man hummed casually, took the clothes and pulled Rong Zhen and turned back.

At home, Liu Xiumei had already taken a bath and rested. Rong Zhen took Liang Jizhou to her bedroom first: "The other room has been storing sundries for a long time, and there is no room to spare. You can sleep in my room. I have a folding bed in my room." , I sleep on a folding bed..."

"No," the other party interrupted him, looking at his large double bed, "it's enough for two people to sleep."

Rong Zhen was slightly stunned, the other party didn't mind, so naturally he wouldn't mind either, nodded: "That's enough, then you go take a shower first, I'll take you there."

Liang Jizhou waited outside the small room where Rong Zhen took a bath last night. After entering, he was not surprised by the environment in which he took a bath. After mixing all the water himself, he did not take off his clothes, but asked Rong Zhen to wash first. .

Rong Zhen was pushed in in a daze, and the other party quickly handed over his towel and clothes.

He had no choice but to say: "Then you go into the room, and I will call you when I finish washing."

The young man looked at him: "I want to have a wind outside."

"Ok."

Sweating a lot during the day, Rong Zhen finished washing neatly, pushed the door open, Liang Jizhou was still blowing outside, his eyes didn't know where to look, the sharp silhouette looked like a silhouette in a painting under the light, he turned his head when he heard the movement To see him.

Rong Zhen was wearing a thin Chinese-style gown with shorts underneath. When the wind blew, most of his arms were exposed, reddish. He said, "I'm fine, you can wash it."

Liang Jizhou didn't speak for a while.

When Rongzhen walked in front of him, he hummed slowly.

Rong Zhen packed up the things he would bring to school tomorrow in his room, then sat on the bed and took a book to read.

It took Liang Jizhou a long time to come in after washing, and Rong Zhen had already started yawning, and asked him whether he slept inside or outside.

"Outside."

Rong Zhen moved inside, put the book on the bedside table, and lay down.

Liang Jizhou also came up, lying next to him, and when he reached out to turn off the light, he asked in a low voice, "Are you still going to class tomorrow?"

Rong Zhen hummed, tomorrow Monday, class will start.

Liang Jizhou's tone suddenly sank: "You have worked all day today, what should you do if you get up late tomorrow?"

Rong Zhen: "I set the alarm clock, and I have an old-fashioned bicycle at home, I can ride it, and it's not far away."

The other party stopped talking and turned off the light.

Rong Zhen turned his head and looked to the side in the dark, but he couldn't see anything, only a vague shadow, he was in a trance, and after the trance, he pursed his lips and smiled slightly.

Although he hasn't told the system yet, he has already confirmed that this is Zhou Ting.

Like Zhou Ting, also known as Lin Shi, Liang Jizhou didn't snore, and he didn't have bad sleeping habits. He lay beside him very quietly, and after a while, Rong Zhen felt sleepy.

In a daze, the person next to him seemed to get closer and whispered in his ear: "Tomorrow, I want to visit your school."

He replied in a low voice: "Okay..."

After a long time, the person next to him seemed to turn over, and the heat was very close to him.

"Good night, really."

The voice was so low and shallow that no one could hear it.

The author has something to say: Good night everyone

Thanks to the little angel who threw the shallow water bomb: 1 Yu Yufeng;

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 2 from time to time Tian; 1 from Xiaochun Rihe and Yu Yufeng;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：箩琦20瓶；笑笑天甜14瓶；不怂怂怂8瓶；麦芽糖7瓶；顾盼走来、篱落呼灯、锦岚5瓶；木风萧萧2瓶；Link、过于可爱1瓶；

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