After He Gu left, Kong Rou ran out of the side cabinet with the pair of obscene pants in her hand and buried her head under the quilt.
"Woooooooo..."
I couldn't get rid of the shame in my mind, and felt that I was too embarrassed to see others, so I punched the quilt with my little hand like a vent.
She didn't stop until she was tired of hammering.
His sideways face suddenly became troubled, and he whispered to himself: "Brother He must think of me as a child..."
Looking at the culprit in her hand, she got angry, got up and threw it into the cabinet.
Unhappy, he locked the cabinet again, as if this meant that he had drawn a clear line forever and had nothing to do with her from now on.
Although doing this made her feel a little better, she became worried again.
How should we face Brother He when we go out?
Do you want to explain it to him?
But what should I say about this kind of thing?
Kongrou was in trouble, leaning against the cabinet with her naked body, two thoughts in her mind were fighting, and neither one was convinced by the other.
"A sneeze."
The coldness made her sneeze, forcing her to stop this messy mental battle, and she hurried back to the side room to get dressed.
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He Gu went to the vegetable field behind the house and picked two small cabbages. When he walked back, he happened to meet Kongrou leaving the room.
Thinking of the scenes that had happened before, he felt a little embarrassed in every sense of the word.
Kongrou put on her original set of thin and ordinary short jackets and cotton trousers, with the mink fur cloak that He Gu gave her on the outside.
The climate has entered early winter, and the temperature in the mountains is much lower, especially outdoors.
Only then did He Gu remember that he had made an oversight, thinking that he would buy some clothes for Kong Rou tomorrow to use first.
"Brother He." Kong Rou's face was still flushed, she lowered her head and called in a low voice, not daring to look directly at He Gu.
Not mentioning what happened before, He Gu raised the cabbage in his hand and said with a smile: "You are hungry, I will cook for you right away."
Kong Rou didn't eat at noon, so she was really hungry now.
"Xiaorou, do it now." As she said that, she reached out to take the Xiaoling cabbage in He Gu's hand.
There was still dirt hanging on the cabbage root and it was dirty. He Gu put his hand away so that she could not get it: "It's better for me to do it. Your hands are still clean and you won't get them dirty even if you do it."
Kongrou suddenly became anxious, and she really treated her like a child!
Like a child who had done something wrong and wanted a chance to make up for it, her voice was about to cry, and she added a hint of pleading at the end: "Brother He..."
He Guzhen couldn't withstand this pitiful offensive, and he couldn't figure out why Kong Rou cared so much about who cooked.
He had no choice but to compromise and said: "How about we come together? It's getting cold today and the water is freezing. I'll wash and cut it, and then Xiaorou will fry the vegetables."
"Yeah!" Kongrou nodded heavily with tears in her eyes and a smile on her face.
Just because she cried when a small task of cooking was not done for her, and laughed when it was given to her, this inexplicable turn of events left He Gu really confused.
He had often encountered such strange things with his junior sisters before, and he thought that women's thoughts were indeed the same, complex and difficult to fathom.
We went together to the bamboo shed specially used for cooking, and the two of them divided the work.
Except for the side against the wall of the bamboo shed, the other three sides are unobstructed, and when the wind blows, it hits the face directly.
In the past, when He Gu was in charge of cooking, he just needed someone to protect him from the rain, so he wasn't too particular about it.
Now considering that Kong Rou often uses it, one more thing has been put on his agenda.
I think I have to cut down some bamboo tomorrow and build a small hut here to use as a kitchen.
Kongrou lit the fire and waited eagerly for He Gu to cut the washed ingredients.
Although he didn't make a sound to urge him, his expression was just like "very anxious" written on his face. Silence was better than sound.
He Gu was amused by her anxious look and couldn't help but speed up the movements of his hands.
As soon as he prepared a batch of ingredients that could be used to make a dish, Kongrou carried it over with quick eyes and hands.
Pour oil into the pot, add the spices and stir-fry until the aroma is released. The ingredients are put into the pot in an orderly manner, and the whole set of actions is skillful and natural.
The petite figure wearing an apron and holding a spoon looks like a housewife when she looks from the side.
Smoke curled up from the kitchen chimney, then gradually died down again.
As night falls, candlelight is lit in the bamboo pavilion, shining slantingly through the windows and doors on the ground outside the house.
In the hall, food is placed on the dining table, the heat is rising and the aroma is spreading.
He Gu and Kong Rou sat opposite each other and started eating.
Kong Rou was focused on the other side. She failed to pick up the vegetables several times and dropped them again and again.
He Gu simply helped her pass.
Seeing that she was still like this later, he couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong, Xiaorou? I see that you are absent-minded. Are you feeling unwell?"
Kong Rou was shy to speak, and her face showed a shy look.
Under He Gu's silent gaze, it took her a long time to summon up the courage, and intermittently managed to say what she had been thinking about for a long time.
"Brother He...Xiaorou has decided that she will never wear that piece again..."
"That one?" He Gu didn't react for a moment.
Kongrou's cheeks were as red as a hot stove, and her voice was as thin as a mosquito's: "That's it, Xiaorou has grown up..."
Seeing Kong Rou's unspeakable shyness, He Gu instantly understood what she was referring to.
The topic was so exciting that he almost choked on his rice.
Kong Rou's brain circuit was beyond the scope of his daily thinking, and he couldn't think of anything to say.
He asked casually: "Why did you suddenly make this decision?"
"As long as Brother He might not like it, just don't want it." Kongrou didn't dare to say this sentence, but only sounded quietly in her heart.
Seeing Kong Rou being silent, He Gu realized that he had crossed the line by asking abruptly.
"Well, since Xiaorou has grown up, she can make her own decision.
By the way, tomorrow I will take you to the place where the sect trades and buy you some clothes. By the way, I bought some fabrics. Your sister Lin asked me to buy them last time. You can also take some and make them into the styles you like..."
As he spoke, he suddenly paused.
He couldn't help but move his gaze downwards. Although the extension of his sight was blocked by the table, the possible scenes there suddenly came to his mind.
Completely unable to control his thoughts, he thought of a question that he shouldn't have thought about.
Since she no longer wears that one, what is Kongrou wearing now?
"Xiaorou, could you..." The second half of the sentence was stopped by him.
Kongrou didn't understand He Gu's words at first. Later, when she saw the direction of He Gu's gaze, she subconsciously shrank down and further closed her legs.
Her panicked look and unnatural reaction directly gave the answer to the question.
There is no point in talking too much about such a private matter.
Remembering that the reason he had seen before led to this result, he persuaded her with sincerity: "Xiaorou, don't let other people's opinions affect you. Give yourself what you like, and living your life is the most important thing.
This kind of Xiaorou is the most real Xiaorou, the Xiaorou who has truly grown up. "
Kong Rou bit her lip: "Then Brother He doesn't hate children's things..."
"I really can't say that I like children's things, but Xiaorou's things are different." Even though he said this, he felt vaguely uncomfortable. He always felt that the words were right, but the timing was a bit wrong.
