The Heartless Mage Chapter 12: Everyone has a ghost

Crescent Moon can't help but feel a little guilty when she sees that Wuxin doesn't like to take care of little people. Although they are a young couple, and there is no master in the family, but Wuxin is a gentleman after all, and the shopkeeper of the house. It's not suspicious if you put it in.

The little radish marinates overnight, and it tastes good, and the egg is fried into a golden plate. Two dishes were placed in front of Wuxin. She had warmed four steamed buns, but now she only took out one, accompanied by a bowl of porridge and gave it to Wuxin, and whispered, "You eat yours, the poor have no way to survive, we can If you help me, I will help! It's not bad for her to eat anyway. When I give her another sip of water, I will let her go."

Inadvertently, he picked up his chopsticks, picked up a piece of scrambled egg, stood up, and stretched his arms to feed the crescent moon first. Crescent Moon was stunned for a moment, and saw him smiling sincerely at him, waiting eagerly for him to open his mouth. Crescent Moon was happy and helpless all of a sudden, and went to work after eating a chopstick of scrambled eggs.

Wuxin sat down, took a mouthful of hot rice porridge, and called out loudly, "Crescent Moon, why don't you come to eat?"

Crescent Moon took out the remaining two large steamed buns in the pot and put them on the drawer cloth, wrapped them up and sent them out, and handed them all the way to the little man's arms: "Here you are, take them and eat them on the road!"

The little man raised his head, took the steamed buns with his kitten-like hands, and said in a soft voice, "Sister, can I rest for a while, I'll leave in a while."

Crescent Moon couldn't bear to drive her away. Besides, there were two adults in the family in broad daylight, and there were many strangers in the yard.

Wu Xin turned a blind eye to the villain, didn't go out after breakfast, and went back to the Westinghouse to sleep. Crescent Moon was washing dishes and pots when she suddenly caught a glimpse of movement out of the corner of her eyes. She straightened up and looked out. She found that the little man stood up at some point and was sweeping the yard with a broom.

The two began to talk. The villain claimed to be Li, an old girl from the family, and her nickname was Xiaomei. Crescent Moon asked her a question, and she answered, honestly and without hesitation. Crescent Moon smiled and said, "It's a coincidence, my surname is Li too. Little sister, how old are you?"

The little girl swept the yard and went to stack up the scattered chopping wood: "Sister, I'm fourteen."

Crescent Moon Jiayi looked at her figure - too many clothes were too messy, and she couldn't see the exact appearance. However, some girls develop late, and they are "baby faces", so it is similar to say that the little girl is fourteen.

Little sister tidy up the yard, and even the small bench she sat on was properly put back in the corner. Holding two big steamed buns and bowing deeply to the crescent moon, she raised her face and looked at people with her watery eyes: "Sister, thank you. I'm resting, I'm leaving."

Crescent Moon has not had a younger sister since she was a child. I just chatted with her for a long time, and it was quite funny. The little girl was going to leave, but she couldn't keep her, and she didn't dare to ask her about her future, because she knew that she could only continue to beg for food when she went out. After sending the little girl out of the courtyard, Crescent Moon was about to speak, but suddenly there was a dull thunder in the sky, but it was a thunderstorm.

The heavy rain in summer is the most violent, and it can pour people's eyes. Of course, the little sister can't go.

Crescent Moon thought that the thunderstorm would not last long, but it turned into a torrential rain. In the blink of an eye, at noon, he left the Westinghouse unintentionally yawning and sat down at the dining table. The room was dark, and his eyes were gloomy. Impatiently glanced at the little sister, he mumbled in a low voice: "I haven't left yet!"

Crescent Moon was a little embarrassed, she gave him a sideways glance while setting up the food, and put the chopsticks into his hands: "Eat yours!"

The little girl timidly retreated to the door. Crescent Moon did not dare to let her serve the table, so she served her food and let her eat while guarding the stove. After Wuxin was full, he returned to the Westinghouse. While the younger sister helped the crescent moon wash, she asked softly, "Sister, is the eldest brother a brother-in-law?"

Crescent Moon smiled when she asked: "Not yet!"

It rained heavily all afternoon, the little girl entered the East Room, and Crescent Moon sat on the kang to do needlework. She squatted on the ground, guarding a small basket and picking up the ends of the cloth. comfortable. When it was getting late, although the momentum of the heavy rain was much weaker, it still kept pattering. Crescent Moon had no choice, so she boiled a pot of hot water on her own initiative, asked the little girl to take a bath, change into clean clothes, and stay for the night.

My little sister washed up obediently, she was very happy, she looked very comfortable and grateful. The two big braids were hopelessly messy, so she discussed it with Crescent Moon, who simply picked up scissors and cut her short hair with bangs—the female students in the new school, now all have their hair cut, The little sister is in fashion.

After cutting her hair, Crescent checked her scalp, but no lice were found. And the old clothes she put on Crescent Moon did not fit well, but it was a million times better than the tattered clothes before. After dinner, Wuxin went into the East Room, got on the crescent bed, and stayed by her side like last night. After a rather blunt chat, he got off the kang and went back to the Westinghouse.

When he was there, Crescent Moon also felt that the little sister was in the way; when he left, Crescent Moon felt that the little sister was a companion. The little sister leaned over to her side and tugged at her bracelet. After seeing it, she smiled innocently and said in a low voice, "It's so beautiful. My eldest sister also had a pair of bracelets when she got married, much smaller than yours."

Crescent Moon was so proud of herself that she couldn't help telling the origin of the bracelet, and then she lifted her hair to show her new earrings. The little girl's hair was dry, shiny black and fluffy, showing a tender and pitiful tenderness. She touched the earrings of the crescent moon lightly enviously. She lowered her eyes and glanced at the other person's chest, and didn't move any closer. And when the crescent moon was finished, he packed up the needle and thread basket and said, "Let's go to bed earlier while the rain is cool!"

The little girl gave an obedient "um" and took the initiative to climb over to spread out the quilt. Crescent Moon blew the oil lamp, thinking in her heart that she had done a good deed today, very safe, and thought that although the little girl was small, she was really handsome. Wuxin is also a good person. When she sees a beautiful girl, she doesn't feel tempted, and she doesn't mean to flatter at all.

The rain was dripping and the air was damp and cool. Crescent Moon lay on her back and fell asleep quickly. The little girl looked at her sideways, blinked slowly after a long time, and then reached out to touch her neck. A multicolored string was faintly visible around the neck, and a small flat purse like a sachet was attached to it. However, her fingertips were about to touch the multicolored string, so she hesitated, then retracted her hand.

In the early morning, Wuxin sat up silently.

The window was not latched in the evening, and now he stretched out his hand and pushed it open. He got up and stepped on the windowsill with bare feet, and he jumped out lightly.

Stepping on the wet mud and water to the east room window, he stopped and looked in. In the thick darkness, he saw that Crescent Moon was sleeping soundly with her mouth open, while the little girl raised her arms slightly, her fingers curled like sharp claws!

With a sneer, he turned around and walked slowly back to the Westinghouse window. Cleverly turned the window and returned to the room, he thought that Yue Qiluo had been lying in the coffin for too long!

He seems to have seen such a monster before, "it seems", and he can't remember whether he has seen it or not. Nu Sha's words are really unbelievable - perhaps Nu Sha herself is in the dark. I don't know what Yue Qiluo meant by chasing her, but she could be considered to have saved her, so she had no reason to avenge her.

I didn't want to sleep, and stayed up until dawn. It rained heavily yesterday for a long time, and today the sky was as clear as a wash, and the sun was shining so brightly that people could not open their eyes. At the breakfast table, Wuxin still ignored the little sister, but in front of Crescent Moon, he began to sneakily glance at her, looking at her, not looking straight. When Crescent Moon noticed it, she felt a little unhappy, thinking that you didn't watch yesterday and today, what's the matter? See how she cleans up today? Can't see it out?

Family chores are endless. Crescent Moon made a top for Wuxin yesterday. She thought the new cloth smelled bad and wanted to re-starch it. The top was soaked in the water basin. Seeing that the little girl had no plans to leave, she asked her to rub the top. The little girl squatted in the corner of the yard to wash clothes, she was doing the washing, she walked over unintentionally, and squatted down too.

Indulge in the sink and said in a low voice, "The water is cold, I'll wash it, I don't need you."

The little girl didn't move, her fingers softly stroked Wuxin's palm, tender and boneless. Wuxin looked up at her, her black eyeballs shone with water under her eyelids, her eyes were like honey in the sun, sweet and warm, as if there was nothing, as if she glanced at him, but also seemed not to look at him.

Wuxin gently competed with her for clothes, and said in a low voice, "If you have nowhere to go, it's okay to stay and live longer."

The little girl tilted her head, but she still spoke softly, but her words were soft and soft, and there was no such coquettish coquettishness as the beginning of cardamom: "I'm afraid the big brother will think of me."

Inadvertently looked up at her and smiled, thinking that Yue Qiluo's small voice was so sweet that she could scold a man by scolding a mother.

"What do I think you do?" He said to the little sister: "I don't think so."

Little sister's voice became softer, her pink thin lips pursed slightly: "You ignored me yesterday..."

Crescent Moon was cooking rice-washing water in the kitchen, when she didn't see him appearing for a long time. When he went out, he saw that he was squatting opposite his little sister, and the two were smiling and rubbing a pot of clothes.

She felt bad at the moment, but because the two were not married yet, she was worried about her status as a girl, and she was inconvenient to use many methods, so she pressed her stomach and called out: "Hey, move me some Firewood goes in."

Wuxin got up and moved the firewood, then without waiting for Crescent Moon to speak, he turned around and returned to the little sister. Crescent Moon stood in front of the stove with her hands on her hips, and felt that the situation was changing too fast. It turns out that men are all stinky virtues!