Chapter 42 You don’t remember me

Style: Historical Author: Joy and peaceWords: 1489Update Time: 24/01/12 11:18:53
Although he is not a heartthrob, he is still very confident in his appearance, but why is he no longer attracted to the current Ji Qingyao? Could it be that she met a more handsome man than him and fell in love with him? He remembered what she said in her previous life But he was taught to hunt because he was handsome.

The chicken soup was very fragrant, but Pei Mingche had no appetite. He didn't believe that Ji Qingyao didn't understand what he said so clearly. He almost said that he could commit himself to her, but this girl pretended to be stupid and refused to accept his words.

Pei Mingche was so angry that he picked up the golden baked pancake and took a big bite. Oh, it's so damn delicious.

The scallion pancake is crispy and fluffy, filling your mouth with fragrance.

I felt unhappy, but after eating the fragrant pancakes, I just wanted to take a sip of hot soup. I picked up the strong aroma of the chicken soup and went straight to the tip of my nose. I temporarily forgot about what I was worrying about just now, and drank it in a few sips. Chicken soup is eaten down.

In his previous life, he knew that she was a good cook. During the hunting days in the mountains, he often ate the prey she roasted, but he never thought that the soup she cooked was so delicious.

Ji Qingyao looked at the man opposite him eating quickly but not rudely, and thought to himself that this man should have a good family background and education, but why did he appear in this remote mountain village and suffer such serious injuries.

After the man finished eating, Ji Qingyao quickly cleared away the dishes and threw a few firewood into the fire.

Ji Qingyao took a change of clothes, thought for a while, took out a wooden basin from the space under the cover of the backpack, and then left the cave, ignoring the resentful eyes of the man behind her. The day passed quickly,

She could have gone into the space to wash herself, but there was an extra person in the cave, so she had to be careful.

I carried the basin to the stream, scattered some insect repellent powder around, and sprinkled some in the water, and then quickly took off my clothes and got into the water. The water in May was still a bit cold at night.

She didn't dare to wash for too long. If she had the opportunity in the future, she still wanted to experience the pain of giving birth and the joy of being a mother. The prerequisite for these was to have a good body.

Women in ancient times were more or less suffering from the problem of palace cold. It may have been because they went hunting in the mountains for many years that they did not suffer from this disease. However, Ji Qingyao still took care of herself. She did not want to live a new life and suffer from hiccups at a young age. .

After washing up and cleaning the clothes I changed into, I turned around and returned to the cave where I lived.

Unexpectedly, she met the man's dark and resentful eyes again. Ji Qingyao was definitely not wrong this time.

From the first words he said to her when she rescued the man yesterday, to the tone in which he spoke to her when she came back just now, Ji Qingyao saw the expression on the man's face that he would only have when he was abandoned.

Pei Mingche saw Ji Qingyao with long hair disheveled, and his eyes were filled with surprise. It was the first time in his life that he had seen her with long hair disheveled. She was very beautiful, like a fairy left behind in the mortal world.

Ji Qingyao usually tied her hair up high and fixed it with a wooden hairpin to avoid trouble. It was convenient and trouble-free.

He put the clothes on a shelf to dry with fire, sat down, thought about it for a while, and then asked, "Your name is Pei Mingche."

Pei Mingche didn't know why she asked so. He nodded mechanically and said a short "hmm" in his throat.

"Then did we know each other before?" Ji Qingyao asked the second question.

Pei Mingche wanted to say that we had known each other in a previous life, but he was afraid that he would not see the sun tomorrow, so he tried to say: "You really don't remember who I am."

Ji Qingyao raised her eyebrows: "Speak well."

"More than four years ago, in the back of Dahe Village, you rescued a young boy who fainted from hunger." A bitter smile appeared on Pei Mingche's lips. How shabby he must have been that Ji Qingyao couldn't remember his face.

When Pei Mingche woke up, regardless of his physical weakness, he relied on perseverance to walk for a day to reach Dahe Village.

After waiting outside the gate of Ji's house all night, he saw Ji Qingyao going out.

Ji Qingyao, who was only 11 years old, got up at dawn, carried buckets of water home with buckets about the same height as her, and then started working in the kitchen. After doing all this, it was bright and clear, and the rest of the Ji family They also got up one after another.

Ji Qingyao carried a bow and arrow about the same height as her back and headed towards the back mountain. He followed her all the way.

At that time, he had just been locked up in the woodshed by his stepmother for two days. When he woke up, he found that he had been reborn and returned to the age of thirteen. In order to see her for the first time, he went to Dahe Village regardless of his physical fatigue and weakness, and then followed her When Ji Qingyao went up the mountain, he finally fainted due to exhaustion and hunger just like in his previous life.

Ji Qingyao thought and thought, and finally remembered what Pei Mingche said. The original owner had rescued a young boy who fainted from hunger. When he was going up the mountain that day, Ji Qing felt someone following him. Later, he saw that it was a half-year-old boy with tattered clothes. , followed her not far or near, thinking that she was just going up the mountain to find food, so she didn't take it to heart.