Disabled cannon fodder has a dream [Quick Transmigration]

"Hey, seeing how anxious your parents are, I guess your sister is seriously injured!" The aunt sighed, and the spit was flying around her mouth.

"Looks like you fell down your leg? But speaking of it, the little girl next to your sister looks really fresh and fresh. She looks like a girl from the city!"

After hearing a few words, Song Xi turned around and said goodbye, and continued walking to the village chief's house without looking back.

There is no such thing in the memory of the original body, and it has nothing to do with him. He did not hurt people. Naturally, he is not a doctor who can save lives and heal the wounded.

For people who don't like you, you don't have to force yourself to cater to people with hypocrisy. Living like that is really tiring.

My aunt probably didn't expect such a development. After everyone had gone a long way, she said "eh" several times behind, and in the blink of an eye, they disappeared again.

"Why is this kid getting more and more Qiao, and his movements are quite smooth." The aunt shook her head, turned and left while muttering.

When Song Xi went back to the village chief's house, the village chief had already packed up and was waiting for him. He looked around but didn't see Wu Bei.

Song Xi asked the village chief: "Is the person gone?"

The village chief shook his head and said in a low voice, "He didn't leave, he was in the house, he didn't go to town anymore, he said he called someone to pick him up."

"Oh——" Song Xi shook the things in his hand, "Uncle, is the car here? I'll put my things first."

The village chief said no.

Song Xi went straight to the kitchen and put the eggs and rice on the chopping board. The village head's wife was surprised when she saw him cleaning up the dishes in the kitchen.

"Xiaokang, what are you doing with so many eggs and rice?"

Song Xi smiled: "Auntie, keep it, I can't eat for nothing."

The village chief's wife kept refusing, but Song Xi finally threatened her with a sentence: "If you don't follow me, I won't come next time." She had to accept it.

To solve the rice and eggs, Song Xi asked for a small steel basin, poured all the cherries into it, poured a little water into it, took a spoonful of salt, stirred it, and fished out the floating leaves on it with his hands.

This is the season to eat cherries. It is neither early nor late. There are no insect eyes on them. They are round and plump, and they all smell sweet, so just wash them with salt water.

Song Xi poured the cherries into a large bowl with cold water twice, and put some in a small bowl. He took the bowl and put it on the table, "Uncle, aunt, I'll put the cherries on the table, remember to eat them!"

After putting away the cherries, he took the small bowl and went to the bedroom. The door of the room was ajar, and there was no sound in the room.

Song Xi pushed the door open and shouted, "I'm coming in."

As soon as I entered, I almost ran into a wall of meat.

Wu Bei had an unlit cigarette dangling from his mouth, and his expression was obviously saying: Why are you asking after you've come in.

Song Xi reached out to support the threshold, and handed the bowl to the man, "Eat cherries."

Wu Bei didn't answer and just looked at him like that.

"Eat it, I've washed it several times, it's not poisonous, it's very sweet." Song Xi stretched out his hand, twisted one, put it in his mouth, and showed him to eat.

Wu Bei seemed to be relieved now, and condescendingly twirled a cherry and put it in his mouth.

The flesh of the cherry is very soft, and it breaks when you bite it with the tip of your teeth. The sweet juice bursts in the mouth and overflows the entire mouth. It is indeed very sweet.

Wu Bei frowned, not sure if it was because the cherries were too sweet, or because the other party washed them and brought them to him, or maybe both.

"sweet?"

Wu Bei glanced at him, took out a piece of paper and spit out the seeds, and then said very softly: "It's okay."

Dead arrogant.

Song Xi couldn't help but rolled his eyes in his heart, and stuffed the bowl into his hands, "Here, remember to take the bowl after eating, I'll go first."

Wu Bei subconsciously let out an "um", and almost blurted out the phrase "come back early".

He frowned, why did he suddenly think of this sentence?It's as if I've said it to someone countless times.

Song Xi didn't notice that his eyes were wrong, and jumped out with the threshold, moving slowly. He didn't bring a cane when he came here, and he was tired after jumping a few steps, so he could only support the wall for a while before continuing.

When he walked to the main room, the village chief greeted him to eat cherries, "Let's rest for a while, the car still has a while."

Song Xi sat down, just grabbed a handful of cherries and was about to feed them into his mouth, when a person came in from the main room. The person looked very indifferent, holding the bowl he just sent out in his hand, the bowl was clean, and the cherries None left.

Song Xi was stunned: "... finished eating so soon?"

Wu Bei lifted his chin and put the bowl on the table, "Aren't you going to town? I'll go too." He said, and quickly added, "I've got something to do."

What Song Xi could do, of course, was to say "yes".

Why is this man's mood just like a girl's aunt, one after another.

The village chief got up and explained with a smile: "Well, we are preparing to go by tractor. Mr. Wu doesn't know if you mind or not..."

Wu Bei's expression cracked, and he imagined himself riding a tractor in his mind, and his expression broke into petals again, and he couldn't put it together again.

Song Xi was also thinking, the imagery was really strong, he couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud.

When he smiled, Wu Bei felt that it was not impossible to pick up the expression, so he tilted his head and looked at Song Xi lightly, and said indifferently: "I don't mind."

Facts have proved that it is better not to be too brave.

Song Xi and the others took their things and set off after sitting at home for a while. The tractor was parked at the entrance of the village. This tractor is usually used for pulling things.

When I got there, I saw that there were several people standing on the tractor with small panniers on their backs, and they were all going to the market in the town.

As soon as the three of Song Xi arrived, they attracted everyone's attention. To be precise, it was Wu Bei who attracted everyone's attention. At a glance, his temperament didn't match the whole village, and he stood out.

The village head stepped on the tires first, and stretched out his hand to pull Song Xi on it. After Song Xi climbed up with difficulty, he found that the man was standing there, motionless, with an expression of a life-and-death decision.

Song Xi thoughtfully said: "Why don't you go back."

Wu Bei got angry again, walked to the tractor without saying a word, touched the tractor as little as possible, climbed up neatly, and landed next to Song Xi.

Maybe it was because his expression was too cold, the surrounding uncles and aunts subconsciously shrank to the side, leaving a small space around him.

The uncle driving the tractor in front spoke in dialect: "Have you caught everything yet? Let's go!"

The sound of the tractor underfoot was loud and deafening.

Song Xi grabbed the edge of the iron plate and shouted to the man next to him, "Grab it!"

Wu Bei didn't move, looking at the dusty and rusty iron plate in front of him, he made a difficult choice in his heart.

The tractor started, twitching and shaking up and down, the people on it were too busy to take care of themselves, clutching the iron plate tightly, the noise was too loud, and no one chatted.

Wu Bei was so jolted that he almost fell, and stretched out his hand towards the iron plate with a look of dying.

Song Xi sighed helplessly, pulled out one hand and grabbed the man's hand and put it on his other wrist, "Hold it firmly."

Wu Bei's hand touched the wrist that had protruded from grasping something, and subconsciously withdrew his hand, but he was forced to control it again, trying to calmly clasp the wrist bone with his hand, and the hot temperature of the palm spread to another piece of skin.

Because of the position of the station, he was afraid that Song Xi's wrist would be injured if he was too far away from a sudden bump, so Wu Beiren also moved closer. The two of them were so close that they could almost hear their words.

Song Xi asked: "Why are your palms so sweaty?"

Wu Bei's face turned slightly hot, he couldn't say that he was nervous, he could only say nonsense, "He's sweating."

"Impossible." Song Xi's face was full of disbelief, "You don't look like someone who is prone to sweating after wearing so many clothes in summer."

Wu Bei was ruthlessly exposed, his face froze, he withdrew his hand and grabbed the iron plate, and gritted his teeth: "That's because you misread."

Song Xi oh, oh, he asked again: "Don't you think this board is dirty?"

Wu Bei suddenly realized what he had caught, but there was no regret medicine in the world, so he could only smash his teeth and swallow it in his stomach, grinding his back molars and said word by word: "No, dislike, abandon."