After marrying the short-lived young master, the little fairy wife was spoiled ✔

Chapter 27: Want (3)

Chu Feng's face sank immediately. He was clenched with one hand, coughed twice and sneered.

"I haven't eaten bird meat yet. I want to taste it before I die. What's the taste of barbecue starlings?"

The Starling was so frightened that he shouted "ah ah" and scared away.

"Kill the bird, kill the bird, help, help!"

"Hey..." Ah Yao gave a shout, and immediately he faced Chu Feng's four eyes and laughed.

Chu Feng took the tray and put it in front of the low table.

Rice smells delicious. I don't know if it's his illusion. It's also mixed with the sweet smell of green grass, like the smell of opiate.

It rained heavily outside, the cold wind made the windows rattle, lights and candles were burning in the house, and the food was hot. Chu Feng was very satisfied.

When you're full of opiates, clean up your plate.

"I'll come." Chu Feng reached out to stop the opiate.

"Young master, stop. I'll just come."

"Well, let me do something."

A Yao blinked at him. "OK, give the bowl of chopsticks to the young master. I'll go out and buy some vegetables. There's no kitchen."

"How do you go in such a heavy rain?" Chu Feng frowned.

"It's close to the village and the road is flat. It'll be fine."

A Yao said. The man had already reached the door, put on his coir raincoat and hat, turned back and waved to Chu Feng, "Young master, wait for me in another hospital."

Stepping on the rain, Ah Yao went out of the door.

The road to the other courtyard is paved with green slate, but the road to the village is dirt. After the rain, it becomes muddy.

Yao is barefooted. It's hard to walk.

Suddenly, I heard footsteps behind me.

Before turning back, his wrist was pulled up, and the sound of raindrops falling on his hat disappeared.

Looking up, Chu Feng was dressed in white and stood on her side with an oil paper umbrella.

The rain was pouring down the edge of the umbrella, which made his eyebrows and eyes more and more cold.

"I'll go with you."

"I can do it alone."

"But I don't trust you."Ah Yao said "Oh" and was ready to say anything. He saw Chu Feng squat down, take out a pair of clogs from behind, wipe her bare feet and put them on.

"You don't like shoes. They should be better."

Ah Yao looked down at the clogs on his feet and moved his lower toes.

Although some uncomfortable, but my heart is inexplicably warm.

He jumped into Chu Feng's arms and hung his arms around his neck.

"Thank you, young master! I like it very much! It's very kind of you, young master!"

Chu Feng's face was slightly red and looked around quickly. "Girl, aren't you afraid of being seen?"

A Yao looked up at him. "Why should I be afraid of being seen? I can see it when I see it. That's how I meet happy people."

Chu Feng suddenly stopped for a beat.

"Do you... Like me?"

Ah Yao nodded hard, "Hmm!"

Take back the arms hanging on Chu Feng's neck, break your fingers and start counting Chu Feng's good.

"The young master played music for me, gave me pearls, let me go to bed, gave me my favorite fresh milk sweet potato, and gave me shoes!"

At her feet, she looked up and looked at Chu Feng happily, "I like young master so much!"

The opiate did not lower its voice at all. The confession was simple, direct and clear.

It fell on Chu Feng's ear, but it was like a thunderbolt. He nearly lost his armor and surrendered.

When her lips moved, she would reply, "I'm glad you too..."

There was a strong cough in my heart, which surged out of time.

He turned his face sideways to avoid opiate's eyes and coughed hard until his palm was more warm and sticky.

A medicine was given to him along his back. "Young master... Are you okay?"

Chu Feng looked at the dazzling red in the palm, and his eyes were dim.

A dying man has no right to like her

Like it, love it, and then he's gone, leaving the opiate that can't get out of the pain.

This is not what he wants to see.

He raised the back of his hand without trace, wiped the residual blood stains from the corners of his mouth, pretended to be nothing, and left his hand behind.

"It's all right. Let's go."

"Yes!"

Walking, Chu Feng stretched out the palm stained with blood outside the umbrella eaves, and washed the palm blood color by the rain.

A Yao looked at the light haze with his eyebrows and eyes, "Young master, your disease will be better soon, I promise!"

Chu Feng was infected by the sunshine on her face. Her eyebrows and eyes slowly stretched out, but she didn't take her words to heart.

"With your kind words, how can I thank you if I get well?"

"Well... Let me see." A Yao really thought about it carefully, then looked up at him, looking serious, "Young master, don't forget me."

"Forget you?" Chu Feng raised his eyebrows and pursed his thin lips. "I won't forget you before I die."

I will always remember you until the end of my life.

"It's a deal!"

"It's a deal."

It rained heavily and the temperature dropped sharply around the.

But two people walk together, and their hearts are warm.

"Go to Uncle Zhang's house, the village elder. His family grows a lot of dishes. The young master picks the dishes he wants for lunch and dinner."

Chu Feng frowned slightly.

He remembered Zhang Yong, son of the village head's family.

"Can I change it?"

"Hmm? Why?"

"Well... The village head's family should be rich. Let's go out and buy some vegetables for those people who have difficulties in life. We can also improve their lives, can't we?"

Ah Yao nodded. "It makes sense. OK, let's listen to the young master. Let's go to Grandma Wang's house and have a look first."

"OK."

Chu Feng smiles again, gives Ah Yao an umbrella and walks to Grandma Wang's house.

The umbrella tilted toward the opiate intentionally or unintentionally. A large piece of white clothes had been wet on his shoulder, but he didn't feel it. He protected the opiate and went all the way to Grandma Wang's house.

The flowers crawling around the fence were withered by the rainstorm.

All the chickens and ducks in the yard returned to their cages. One seemed stupid and became a real drowned chicken in the rain.

Seeing the opiates coming, it was like a sudden return of intelligence to the body. "Luo" shouted, flapping his wings and running towards the cage.

A Yao pointed to the chicken and said, "Young master, that kind of chicken can't be eaten. It will become stupid."

"And that?"

Yao nodded seriously, pushed open the fence door and went in.

"Grandma Wang!"

She shouted, but there was no response from the house.

"Grandma Wang?"

Ah Yao went around the window, lay on it and looked in. He saw a figure on the bed moving and coming towards the door.

"Is it ah Yao girl? Cough..."

At the other end of the door came Grandma Wang's old voice.

"It's me."When the door opened, Ah Yao jumped in front of Grandma Wang.

Seeing that his wrinkled and kind face was a little less bloody at the moment, the smile on Yao's face disappeared.

"Grandma Wang, what's the matter with you?"

Grandma Wang didn't speak and stared at Chu Feng.

The next second, he raised his hand and slapped Chu Feng in the face.