Chapter 256: just blinded
"I like to eat and I'll pack some for you when I leave later."
Nan Jun's voice came from outside, followed by the bamboo basket Nan Jun handed over.
"This is?"
Qiao Yan took the bamboo basket she brought, but found that it was much heavier than when she came.
"Here is a wild rabbit that I caught the day before yesterday. You take it back to the village chief's aunt and ask her to keep it for wine. It will be our honor to her."
Nan Jun never liked to owe favors to others, no matter whether the village chief and his wife really cared about them or had other purposes, she was unwilling to ask for favors from others in vain.
"I can't accept that."
Qiao Yan hurriedly pushed the bamboo basket over, how could he want such a precious thing, how much white rice can be exchanged for this wild rabbit!
If my mother found out, she would definitely scold him.
"If you don't accept it, then we can't ask for what you brought."
Nan Jun pouted helplessly, looked at Qiao Yan and said.
After all, he was still a child, after hearing what Nan Jun said, Qiao Yan dared not refuse any more.
I just thought that my mother said to walk more with Nanjun, so it shouldn't be a problem to send some food to each other, right? Although the gap is a bit big.
Qiao Yan sat for a while, Qiao Yun said that he would keep him for dinner, but he refused to agree no matter what, said goodbye to the two with a basket, and was about to leave.
"It's snowing and the road is slippery outside, I'll see you off."
Qiao Yun said that he was going to get enough of his own clothes, but Nan Min was not willing to let him go out, so he took the initiative to take the job of sending Qiao Yan off.
Qiao Yun was taken aback, then withdrew his hand embarrassingly, and said in a low voice, "That's fine."
Nan Jun had a cold temper, and he was rarely so close to anyone, and now he took the initiative to send Qiao Yan off, which strengthened Qiao Yun's cognition—Nan Jun really fell in love with Qiao Yan.
Nan Jun sent Qiao Yan to the intersection to the village chief's house, handed the bamboo basket in Qiao Yan's hand, and stopped.
"Sister Nanjun, go sit at home and have a sip of hot tea!"
Qiao Yan tried to invite.
"It's cold today, go back quickly, I'll visit my house another day."
How could Nan Jun be willing to leave Qiao Yun alone at home? Not to mention drinking tea, she would not agree even if she was going to eat meat.
Qiao Yan said disappointedly: "Then Yan'er has gone back."
"Go!"
Nan Jun stood at the intersection and watched Qiao Yan enter the yard, then turned around and ran home, this time the pace of going back was much faster than when he came here.
"Xiaoyan is back?"
Qiao Chi, who just came out to use the toilet, saw Qiao Yan who was holding the bamboo basket and closed the door, and hurried over to take the bamboo basket in his hand.
"Didn't mother ask you to deliver tofu to Master Qiao's house? Why did you bring it back?"
Qiao Chi looked at Qiao Yan with some displeasure, she had always respected Qiao Xiucai in her heart, and was willing to make friends with Nan Jun, so she didn't want to see them alienated from her family.
Qiao Yan walked quickly into the house, rolled her eyes and said, "This is the hare given to us by Sister Nanjun. Where is the tofu?"
"Hare?"
Qiao Gu, the village chief, who was sitting on the kang in the house and rolling tobacco, could not help muttering when he heard the voices of the two children.
"This kid has a heart."
In Qiao Gu's view, Nan Jun's courteous reciprocity means that he intends to make friends with her family, but he doesn't know that Nan Jun does this precisely because he doesn't want to owe them anything.
Qiao Yu, who had been sitting on the end of the kang, sewing a cotton coat with a needle and thread, paused, her small face full of grievances.
Mother and father are eccentric, such a good thing should be done by Qiao Yan, but he is left to do the work at home.
Qiao Yan took out two candied dates from her pocket, stuffed them into Qiao Yu's hands, and whispered to him, "Brother Qiao Yun specially asked me to bring them to you."
Qiao Yu's face looked better now, and she took the candied dates and secretly stuffed them into her pocket.
In fact, Qiao Yun did grab a handful of candied dates for Qiao Yan, but Qiao Yan didn't want them, and only took two. He has always been a child who knows how to measure.
Qiao Chi over there was happily talking to his mother about going up the mountain with Nanjun tomorrow, and the two brothers here also had no estrangement because of the two candied dates, sitting together and talking in a whisper that only the two of them could hear Son.
Nan Jun walked back home quickly, and as soon as she entered the yard, she closed the gate from the inside. No matter who came today, she would not open the door for them again. It was too cold this day.
There was a crackling sound of fire in the kitchen, Nan Jun knew that Qiao Yun must be cooking, so she didn't go back to the main room, and walked directly to the kitchen.
Unexpectedly, before she got close to Qiao Yun, she heard a small sobbing sound, and Nan Jun frowned in fright, and strode in.
With tears still on Qiao Yun's face, Nan Jun hurriedly stepped forward to pull him up from the side of the stove.
"Why are you crying? Who bullied you?"
Nan Jun calculated the time, in this quarter of an hour, no one should have such ability to come to their house, right?
Qiao Yun turned sideways in a hurry, wiped away her tears with her sleeves, shook her head lightly, and said, "No...no one bullied me, it's just that the fire blinded my eyes, just cry and cry."
Seeing Qiao Yun trying to dodge, Nan Jun didn't force him anymore, but she knew in her heart that Qiao Yun must have something on her mind that she didn't want to tell her, so she cried secretly behind her back.
After thinking about it for a while, Nan Jun didn't expect anything to make Qiao Yun cry like this.
If it is Qiao Xiucai's death, but it has been so many years, it should not be like this.
Nan Jun knelt down to light the fire, but he didn't expose Qiao Yun's lie.
"It's fine, it's cold today, let's eat pimple soup tonight!"
The pimple soup made by Qiao Yun is sour, and some minced meat is added to adjust the taste, not to mention how delicious it is.
"it is good."
Qiao Yun responded with a smile, then rolled up his sleeves to scoop up noodles.
Looking at the thin figure with his back turned to him, Nan Jun felt distressed for no reason.
If she couldn't keep him safe even here, and wanted him to be sad, then she really was useless.
Lying on the kang at night, Nan Jun turned over gently, opened the curtain between her and Qiao Yun, and secretly looked at the little man.
Seeing that he didn't cry secretly anymore, she was relieved.
"Is it cold in your place?"
Qiao Yun suddenly made a sound, scaring Nan Jun to let go of the hand holding the curtain.
"Not cold, not cold at all."
She heated the kang so hot that she didn't feel cold even on the top of the kang, but Qiao Yun would feel hot if she slept on the top of the kang!
"It's snowing today, otherwise I'd better get you another quilt to press your feet!"
After speaking, Qiao Yun sat up, thinking about going to wrap another quilt to cover Nan Jun, for fear that she would catch a cold.
"It's really not cold."
Before Nan Jun finished speaking, Qiao Yun got off the kang in the dark.
Nan Jun hurriedly got up, and sure enough, before she could put on her shoes, there was a scream, and Nan Jun rushed over barefoot in shock.