Go back to ancient times and marry a widow

Outside the thatched hut on the mountain, two newly made baskets had already been placed. Qiuxi was sitting by the window with Dou'er in his arms. From time to time, he would look out the window, and every time it was the direction Qi Wensheng came from.

Dou'er was shaking the rattle that Qi Wensheng bought for him. Ever since this kid had a rattle, he didn't even like to play with the few gadgets that Qiuxi made for him.

Today's weather is a bit hot, but Qiuxi feels fine in the ventilated house. He sees the scorching sun outside, and the scorching light makes the wild flowers crawling on the fence lower their heads listlessly.

Qiu Xi didn't know whether Qi Wensheng would come here before the sun was about to set and the temperature was cooler, but a jar of mountain spring had already been prepared on the table in front of him.

Seeing Dou'er dozed off, Qiuxi wanted to take the rattle in his hand to coax him to sleep, but Dou'er held the rattle tightly with two small hands, and said, " expressed his dissatisfaction with Qiu Xi.

Qiuxi couldn't help being amused seeing her, and Dou'er's two eyebrows were almost wrinkled into a bunch. This was the first time he had seen him lose his temper like this.So Qiuxi let go of her hand, hugged Dou'er into a headrest in his arms, and gently patted Dou'er's back with the other hand.

After a while, Dou'er blinked slowly and continuously several times, and then quietly fell asleep, his little hand on his chest was still holding the rattle relentlessly.

Looking at Dou'er sleeping soundly with her small mouth slightly open and closed, Qiuxi suddenly felt a continuous love welling up from the bottom of her heart.He gently rubbed Douer's forehead with the corners of his eyes. Although Douer is not related to him by blood, he has already regarded Douer as the most important part of his life.

Thinking back to when Douer came to him, it was just a few days after the news of Zheng Dagui's death came.It is sad to say that for Zheng Dagui's misfortune, Qiuxi only feels regret, but does not feel a little bit sad for Zheng Dagui.

Zheng Dagui is a person that Qiuxi doesn't want to recall, even if they have been a couple for a few days, even if that person has died in a foreign land, Qiuxi doesn't want that person to have a place in his memory.

It's not that he is hard-hearted and unkind, but...

The sound of footsteps suddenly interrupted Qiuxi's thoughts, he subconsciously turned his head to look out the door, and then said softly, "You're here."

"Yeah." The person in the courtyard was naturally Qi Wensheng, but he had actually been standing there for a while.

When he came just now, he saw Qiuxi rubbing his face against Douer. What was rare to see was that there was still a soft smile on the corner of Qiuxi's mouth. In Qi Wensheng's eyes, that warm picture made him feel uncomfortable. Jue also showed a smile similar to that of Qiuxi.

Later, seeing Qiuxi watching Douer lost in thought, and looking gradually depressed, Qi Wensheng made noises when he walked.

"It's really hot today." Qi Wensheng wiped the sweat off his chin and entered the room. Seeing Dou'er asleep, he didn't dare to speak too loudly.

"Take a rest first." Qiuxi got up and carried Dou'er to the bedside. After settled Dou'er, she turned around and saw that Qi Wensheng had already sat on the stool and was holding a jar to drink water.

Qiuxi smiled unconsciously, and his eyes settled on Qi Wensheng's raised neck, where the protruding Adam's apple slid up and down with the sound of swallowing, making Qiuxi look at it inexplicably. I feel my earlobe warm.

"Ha——" Qi Wensheng put down the jar and exhaled happily, thinking that this was the most thirst-quenching water in the world.

Qiuxi hurriedly turned his eyes away, saw a large handful of cowpeas on the table, and looked at Qi Wensheng with a questioning look.

"Oh, my mother asked me to bring it for you. My family can't eat too much." Qi Wensheng said it casually, afraid that Qiuxi would refuse.

"Auntie's eyes are still..."

"I still can't see clearly." Qi Wensheng took over the conversation.

Qiuxi picked up the cowpea and put it in a basin, and said to Qi Wensheng, "Then thank you, ma'am, for me."

"Yeah." Although Qiuxi asked about Liu Shi, Qi Wensheng didn't say what he thought at this time, because he knew that if he was not a bachelor for a day, Qiuxi would definitely have concerns, and he didn't want to let Others gossip about Qiuxi.

"I saw the baskets you made." Qi Wensheng said, got up and left the house.

"Well, can you take a look?" Qiu Xi followed behind Qi Wensheng.

"Of course it's fine." And it's too good, Qi Wensheng saw these two brand new baskets at a glance just now.At this moment, he was lifting the lid of a basket, and he didn't know how Qiuxi wove it. The lid was fastened on the basket very tightly, and it fit perfectly.

"Oh, your craftsmanship is really good, right?" Qi Wensheng praised sincerely. He touched the basket inside and out, and it was smooth without any burrs.

The body of the basket is not only neatly woven, but the most important thing is that there are two circles of exquisite patterns woven with dark bamboo strips. In Qi Wensheng's opinion, this can be regarded as a handicraft.

Qiuxi was a little embarrassed by the praise, he rubbed his fingers quietly, feeling the tingling pain from his fingers, but he felt it was worth it.

"My father is a bamboo craftsman, and my skills are not half as good as his."

"That's right, if I have the chance, I have to see his old man's craftsmanship." Qi Wensheng admires the old craftsmen the most, and feels that the things they make have souls.

Qiu Xi was stunned for a moment before saying: "He... has passed away."

"Ah, I'm sorry." Qi Wensheng spoke quickly, and he quickly thought about it. Unfortunately, the original owner had too little impression of Qiuxi, and he didn't know anything about Qiuxi's family.

Qiu Xi shook his head, his father's death really made him sad at first, but now that he thinks about it, he regrets that he didn't learn more skills from his father, so that Dou'er lived a poor life with him.

"I even cut a pole for you. I just happen to have some rope here." Qiuxi went to the door to get the pole.

Seeing that the two ends of the pole had already been hung with ropes, Qi Wensheng thought that Qiuxi was really thoughtful and considerate in his work, and he could just pick up this basket and leave.

Qiuxi handed the pole to Qi Wensheng, but unexpectedly, Qi Wensheng grabbed his wrist first.

"What's wrong with your hand?" Qi Wensheng took the pole with the other hand, stood on the fence, pinched Qiu Xi's fingers, turned his right hand up, and examined it carefully.

Qiuxi let Qi Wensheng move in a daze. He obviously still had a semblance of brains, telling him to pull out his hand immediately, but when he actually felt the other party's concern and tension for him, he was... reluctant to refuse. .

"Scratched?" Qi Wensheng pressed Qiuxi's fingertips horizontally with his thumb, and seeing several scars of different shades on Qiuxi's fingers, he clearly felt his distressed emotions spreading.

"No, it doesn't matter." Qiu Xi lowered his head, and still didn't take out his hands. It's been a long time since no one cared about him, and this long-lost feeling actually made him want to cry.

Qi Wensheng wanted to put some medicine on Qiuxi's fingers, but unfortunately he couldn't do it in this situation. He regretted letting Qiuxi weave a basket for him. Couldn't he just go to the town and buy it?

Qiuxi slightly raised his head to look at Qi Wensheng, and saw that his brows were slightly furrowed, and the look in his eyes made Qiuxi's heart tremble, but he didn't dare to think that it was Qi Wensheng who felt sorry for him.

"Really, it doesn't matter." Qiu Xi's voice was so low that even he could hardly hear him. Such scars were very common to him, but his palms were so rough, how could he have the nerve to let Qi Wensheng see them?

Qi Wensheng said calmly: "In the future..."

"Oh hey!"

Qiu Xi was startled by the sudden sound and withdrew his hand all of a sudden. He and Qi Wensheng looked sideways at the same time, and saw that the person who came was still covering his eyes with his hand, muttering: "I didn't see anything." Ah, I didn't see it, I didn't see it."

"What are you doing here!" Qi Wensheng's tone was very displeased, and he wondered if this dude followed him on purpose.

"Hey, I knew I could find you here." Er Niu slammed the fence aside, although he was talking to Qi Wensheng, but his eyes were still sneaking towards Qiuxi.

Qiu Xi was a little ashamed by Er Niu's behavior, he turned his head to look into the distance, and felt that his body was suddenly shrouded in a shadow, and it was Qi Wensheng who blocked him.

"Why do you want me?" Qi Wensheng is really annoying, he doesn't have any of the old men that should be there.

As soon as Er Niu saw Qi Wensheng's obvious protective appearance, he fucked up again. He stretched his neck and said to Qiuxi, "Hey, Qiuxi, give me some water, I'm thirsty."

Qiuxi's peripheral vision was focused on Qi Wensheng's straight back, and he suddenly came back to his senses when he heard the words, and quickly said "um".But as soon as he took a step, he heard Qi Wensheng say in an annoyed tone: "Leave him alone."

"Hey!" Er Niu was not happy.

"Go down the mountain when you're thirsty, and you can drink the river water." Qi Wensheng had already drank a jar of Qiuxi's water just now, and it would not be easy for Qiuxi to fill the mountain spring once, so Er Niu stood aside.

"I went home to drink water when I went down the mountain. What else do I drink from the river?" Er Niu gave Qi Wensheng a blank look, and if he said that the two of them were fine now, he wouldn't believe it even if he was killed.

Qiu Xi laughed secretly, hesitating whether to bring Er Niu a bowl of water to drink, and then heard Qi Wensheng ask Er Niu: "What's the matter? You run up."

Just at this moment, Douer's snoring came from the room, Qiuxi hurried to the room, and he vaguely heard Er Niu say something like He Qingyue.Qiuxi didn't know why, but He Qingyue's name made him feel inexplicably tense.

After appeasing Dou'er, when Qiuxi came out again, he saw that Qi Wensheng had picked up the basket, and said to him, "Thank you very much, I have something to do, so I will go down the mountain first."

"Yeah." Qiu Xi watched Qi Wensheng and Er Niu walking down the mountain together, and he felt a feeling in the most secret place in his heart, but he dared not admit that that feeling was called loss.

Listening to the rustle of the wind blowing through the grass, Qiuxi unconsciously recalled the sentence that Qi Wensheng hadn't finished just now, after he said...

What's next?

Qiu Xi especially wanted to know.