mud buddha

Dr. Sun has started acupuncture for Nibel, and Benoit is always by his side every time he does acupuncture.

At first Nibel thought it would be very painful, but he didn't know whether it was Dr. Sun's superb medical skills or his ingenious illness, but the pain was surprisingly tolerable.

"It's you scaring yourself. Could it be painful?" Dr. Sun stroked his beard disdainfully.

As the saying goes, spring is cold, and the climate in early spring is not gentle.The place is so remote that you can't even hear the church bells. Occasionally, some small animals, such as wild cats, sneak into the backyard for a walk in the dim moonlight.

Although the temperature has not changed much, people's activities have gradually increased.It was always dark in the castle in winter, and the light came in through the frosted glass, as if covered by a layer of fog. Sometimes the lights had to be turned on in the afternoon, but now it was different.

Of course, Nibel couldn't feel these changes. For him, it was pitch black whether it was day or night.But Benoit can really feel the changes in the weather, and his breath is filled with the breath of hope that belongs to spring.Every day when he opened the door, he felt that the air in front of him was extraordinarily clear and transparent.

The date on the snowdrop field that day was like a gust of dust blown up by the wind and fell on the roof, and he hung it high. Occasionally, when he dreamed back at midnight, the faint smell of snowdrops would linger around him, tumbling silently.Yet in the depths of his soul, he knew that there was a ignited ashes that was slowly continuing to burn.

The maid told him that the suede boots he wore out were scratched with indelible marks. He asked them to put the boots away, and sat by the window for a while, then found the pair of shoes and looked at them again. Can't remember how it got there.

Benoit didn't know when Nibel would get better. Dr. Sun said maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow, or maybe next year.He ordered his servants to buy some more books, and after thinking about it for a long time, he asked them to build another gramophone and buy some good CDs.

He felt that Nibel seemed to have remained the same. He was the same as when he first met. He liked to make small jokes and tease people casually.But no matter what he does now, it feels very different to Benoit.

Whether Nibel leaned on the bedside and listened to him reading, fell asleep on his lap, or even occasionally talked to him about endless teasing, or just leaned on the sofa and listened to music quietly and fell asleep. Make him feel his heart pounding.He couldn't tell what was special about it, but he just felt that Nibel's every move made him very happy to watch.

During this period of time, he has nothing to do and often cooks by himself.He didn't dare to handle raw meat. He mainly made desserts. There was always a sweet milk aroma mixed with wheat and butter on his body, which smelled very warm.Every time he enters the door, Nibel can find it immediately, he is surprised, it is actually because of the smell of snacks.

After starting to make dim sum, Nibel became more clingy, and liked to drill into his arms. Benoit thought it was due to the dim sum, but in fact it was because Nibel liked the fragrance very much.

After being blind for too long, Benoit's face gradually faded in his heart.But not being able to see the beautiful eyebrows and eyes did not affect Nibel's nostalgia for Benoit. On the contrary, the sacred and pious love became more concrete.That soft face was replaced by the blissful aroma of dessert, occasionally mixed with soap, salad, apple or pear, and fell heavily on Nibel's heart.

One morning, there were already bursts of birds chirping outside, and the oak trees outside the window had begun to sprout and sprout, embellished with light green.

"Benoit," Dr. Sun came out beaming, his eyebrows raised high: "Go in and have a look!"

Benoit was walking up with breakfast, but he quickened his pace upon hearing this, almost spilling the porridge.

"Nibel!" He put the porridge on the bedside.

The person on the bed slowly turned his head and smiled at him.

"Can you see it?"

Facing the blurred figure in front of him, Nibel tried his best to focus his eyes on the red block: "I can see a little bit."

"How much is a little bit?" Benoit spilled some porridge on his hand, and couldn't find the handkerchief for a while, so he simply raised his hand and hugged Nibel with his free arm: "Great! This way you are very happy." See you soon!"

"I can only see human figures, and I can distinguish colors, but it's still very dark."

Benoit didn't know why, his eyes were a little wet, he buried his head on Nibel's shoulder and said in a muffled voice, "That's great, Nibel, I almost bought a braille textbook."

"Well, that's great." Nibel closed his eyes, and now his eyes will be a little sore after opening them for a long time.

"Okay, I have to wipe my hands." Benoit stood up, "Hurry up and drink the porridge."

Charlotte sat in the yard plucking chickens.She didn't ask where the chicken came from, but the Georges probably bought it for her to feed.Not knowing where the two couples got their money from, she sighed.

"Sister Charlotte!" The little boy ran out of the house and threw himself on Charlotte. "Sister, what are you doing?"

"I'm plucking chickens."

The child in front of him is Tom, about 12 years old, very small, standing taller than Charlotte sitting on the small bench.His bangs were neatly cut along his forehead, which made him look very cute, but because it was too neat, he was a little more rigid and restrained, which was incompatible with the alert expression on the child's face.In fact, the bangs were cut by Charlotte, originally intended to be eyebrows.

"Of course I know you're plucking the chicken, and I'm not blind!" Tom pouted, and took out a small piece of pie from behind.

"Aunt Susan gave it to me. I gave one to my father, one to my mother, and this one to you."

"Eat by yourself, I'm not hungry."

"I've divided it all up, one piece for each person! Eat it, Aunt Susan's cake is delicious."

Charlotte looked at Tom's silly face and sighed, thinking that the family's sympathetic and unguarded traits were probably hereditary.

"I have no hands now."

Seeing that Tom lowered his eyebrows in response, she turned her head and continued to work, but Tom suddenly stuffed the cake into her mouth.

"Eat it, it's really delicious!" Tom knelt down and looked at her with his hands on his knees.

"Have you washed your hands yet?" Charlotte chewed helplessly.

"No."

"Tom! Go and wash your hands!" She turned to stare at him when her hands were empty, but there was no strength in her eyes, and there was not much reproach.Tom ran away, and yelled at her, pawing at the threshold before entering the door: "You're lying! I washed it!"

"You nasty brat." Charlotte clicked his tongue.

When the chickens were done she took the pots into the kitchen where Amy was cooking at the stove.

"It's not bad this time! After teaching once, you'll be fine."

Charlotte rubbed the back of her head and replied, "No, it's not difficult." After speaking, she remembered that she didn't wash her hands, and hurriedly scooped up water to wash her hands.Amy's laughter echoed in the kitchen.

Charlotte went back to the room after washing her hands, and came out with a set of neatly folded clothes after a while.

"I heard that the children of the village head's family also went to school in the city before, so I wanted to ask for an old school uniform. The village head was very generous and said that the set was too small for his children to wear..." Charlotte said When the clothes were unfolded, Amy was stunned, and quickly added: "Sewing is my specialty. I modified the clothes, and now it looks like brand new! And I promise, it will be like new when I put it on. "

Amy looked at the woman in front of her. During this time, Charlotte's body barely recovered. Although she was still very thin, her complexion was not so pale.Her gentle eyes are like brown lakes, very clear, and the atrium is a bit short, but the high nose bridge neutralizes the juvenile state, it can be seen how beautiful and charming she is when she is healthy.

"Thank you." Amy choked with tears, and Charlotte held the clothes in her arms and didn't speak for a long time until Amy came over and hugged her.