"father."
At the critical moment, a hoarse boy's voice came from the kitchen door.
Jiang Dashi was startled and turned around to see Jiang Feng holding the kitchen door and looking at him quietly.
I don’t know how much Jiang Feng saw in what just happened.
Jiang Dashi showed a rare sense of shame, pulled back his legs, and asked him angrily:
"when did you come?"
Seeing Jiang Feng, Jiang Qiyue held back tears for a long time, got up from the ground, ran behind him, and grabbed his sleeves with such force that her fingertips turned white.
Her gesture of seeking protection made Jiang Feng stunned. His eyes fell on the top of her dark hair and her slightly trembling shoulders, and he couldn't tell what he felt in his heart.
"Just came out of the room. I heard something moving in the kitchen just now, so I came out to take a look."
Looking back at Jiang Dashi, Jiang Feng's eyes fell on his bleeding wrist and pursed his lips:
"In the past two months, Uncle Liu's foot was bitten by a vicious dog from another village. He went home and ignored it. The wound festered and festered, and his entire leg was almost lost."
Jiang Dashi's expression changed, he took two steps forward and slapped Jiang Feng:
"How dare you curse me!"
Jiang Feng's head was hit to the side, and Jiang Xiyue was startled. She took two steps forward to protect Jiang Feng behind her, and stared at Jiang Dashi with her head raised, her eyes blazing with anger:
"Brother, he was right. Why did you hit him?"
The shock has not subsided, and there are still tears in the corners of his eyes.
Jiang Xiyue's whole body was shaking uncontrollably, but seeing Jiang Feng being beaten for no reason, she couldn't help but feel angry.
"It's none of your business. Get out of here. I'll settle the score with you when I get back."
I don't know whether Jiang Feng's hint worked or Jiang Qiyue bit her too deeply. Jiang Dashi felt his wrist becoming more and more painful. He cursed Jiang Qiyue and ran out while covering his wrist.
When Jiang Dashi's figure disappeared at the entrance of the courtyard, Jiang Xiyue finally breathed a sigh of relief, and his stiff shoulders gradually relaxed.
"Why are you crying?"
Jiang Feng saw tears welling up in the corners of her eyes again, frowned and spoke.
Every time he was beaten by Jiang Dashi, he never thought of crying. Crying was the most useless thing.
ah?
Jiang Xiyue was stunned, raised her hand to wipe her face, and then realized that she was crying again.
Looking at the tear stains on his fingertips, Jiang Xiyue's tears suddenly surged even more fiercely.
Jiang Dashi, this bastard, will definitely make him pay for what happened today when she has the strength to fight back.
She must become stronger!
Otherwise, before Jiang Feng could kill her with malicious intent, she would fall into the hands of this piece of shit like Jiang Dashi.
"Brother, do you feel any pain?"
After crying silently for a while, Jiang Xiyue wiped away her tears and looked at the thin boy beside her.
If he hadn't protected her just now, Jiang Feng wouldn't have received that slap.
Jiang Dashi was very cruel. Jiang Xiyue was slapped by him just now, and now her face hurts.
The corner of Jiang Feng's mouth was broken by him, which must have hurt more than himself.
Jiang Feng thought he heard wrongly, but when he met Jiang Xiyue's concerned eyes, he realized that she really cared about him.
pain?
What hurts him?
Jiang Feng twitched the corners of his mouth, feeling indifferent.
He has long been accustomed to this kind of life.
In his memory, Jiang Dashi never stopped torturing and beating him.
This slap was just one more blow Jiang Dashi would inflict on him.
Nothing hurts or hurts.
On the contrary, she...
Jiang Feng looked down at Jiang Xiyue, looking at her red and swollen eyes and face that turned pale after fear, and reminded:
"Stay away from him in the future and try not to be alone with him."
Jiang Xiyue knew what Jiang Feng meant. She was lucky to be fine this time, but she might not be so lucky next time.
Before you can't compete, it's always right to be smarter.
"Brother, thank you for today."
In any case, it was Jiang Feng who helped her today. If he hadn't shouted in time, I don't know what the crazy Jiang Dashi would have beaten her into.
Jiang Feng hummed, turned around and walked out.
Jiang Xiyue followed him, feeling both happy and grateful in her heart. After what happened this morning, she felt a little more sincere help to Jiang Feng in her heart.
In fact, the villain Jiang Feng is not very bad.
She only gave him food twice, and he was able to stand up and help her. If she could always unite with him and not harm him, she would definitely not be skinned and deboned by him in the future, leaving no bones left. end.
Jiang Xiyue was calculating in her mind and didn't notice that the person in front of her was shaking. Before she could recover, Jiang Feng's tall and thin body fell straight towards her, knocking her staggering.
"elder brother?"
Jiang Qiyue was startled and hugged her, but was pushed back two steps by the weight of Jiang Feng's body, leaning against the door frame. The back of her head hit the door panel hard, causing her to gasp in pain.
"Brother? Brother? Jiang Feng?"
After shouting several times, but no sound was heard, Jiang Xiyue gritted her teeth and used strength, holding Jiang Feng's shoulders and tilting her head to see the situation.
The young man's dark eyes were tightly closed, his long eyelashes drooped slightly, and his eyes were slightly green and black. It was obvious at a glance that he had not been able to get a good rest for a long time.
Jiang Xiyue's eyes fell on his chapped and red lips. She suddenly remembered something and put her hand to his forehead.
His tentacles were hot, his cheeks were red, and Jiang Feng actually had a high fever.
After struggling to help the man back to the room, Jiang Xiyue brought a basin of water, washed a handkerchief, and put it on his forehead.
Seeing the future villain's embarrassed and fragile appearance, Jiang Xiyue suddenly felt uncomfortable.
After washing the handkerchief twice and seeing Jiang Feng's face getting redder and redder, Jiang Xiyue no longer hesitated and turned around and ran to Old Man Zhang's house next door.
After getting the antipyretic herbs on credit at Old Man Zhang's house, Jiang Xiyue hurried into the kitchen to fry the herbs.
Following Old Man Zhang's instructions, Jiang Xiyue hurriedly poured out the medicine after frying it, filled it in a small bowl and sent it to Jiang Feng's house.
Jiang Feng had long since regained consciousness, but his whole body ached, his limbs were weak, and he couldn't muster the energy to get up.
Smelling the smell of herbs coming from the kitchen, Jiang Feng raised his hand and touched the wet handkerchief on his forehead, an incredible shock flashed across his face.
Is Jiang Xiyue taking care of him?
"Brother, are you awake?"
Jiang Xiyue entered the room with the medicine and saw that Jiang Feng was awake, so she shouted excitedly.
Jiang Feng turned to look at the door. Jiang Xiyue hurried over with a bowl of dark medicine.
Putting the medicine bowl on the wooden box with a few holes in it, Jiang Xiyue stretched out her hand to help him sit up, picked up the medicine bowl and blew it a little before feeding it to Jiang Feng's mouth.
Jiang Feng had never been cared for like this before, and he was very uncomfortable with it.
Raising his hand to take the medicine bowl, Jiang Feng drank it in a few sips with a dull expression on his face.
Seeing him finish the medicine in two or three gulps, Jiang Xiyue's face wrinkled up.
When she was boiling the medicine just now, she tasted a little with chopsticks. The medicine was bitter and astringent. She really didn't know how Jiang Feng drank it in several sips.
"Brother, open your mouth."
As soon as Jiang Feng put down the bowl, Jiang Xiyue handed something over to him.
Before Jiang Feng could see clearly, a sweet dried date was stuffed into his mouth.
After chewing twice, Jiang Feng raised his eyes in surprise. Jiang Qiyue's big eyes flickered, winking playfully at him.
"How's it going? Is it sweet?"
Jiang Feng stared at her and slowly opened his mouth: "Tian, you... also put sugar in it?"
Jiang Xiyue raised her index finger and made a silent gesture:
"Keep your voice down, don't let Mom hear you. I got these dates and sugar from Mom's room quietly.
She has counted all the dried dates in her room. I only dare to take one with a little sugar to wash away the bitter taste in your mouth. "
Jiang Feng froze in place, listening to Jiang Xiyue's childish girlish voice, his heart wrapped in ice quietly cracked a tiny crack.
