After a while, Gu Jingxing got out of the thick smoke, coughing and saying, "it's all like this in rural areas."

Song ran nodded: "I know, Wu Ma also built a very small stove in the yard. She said that the cooked rice would be more delicious."

Gu Jing walks to one side, takes two vegetables, scoops a ladle of water into the water basin, washes and flushes.

Song ran followed, he washed vegetables, she squatted on one side: "Jingxing, let me do it, it looks simple, I should do it myself, rich clothes and food."

Gu Jingxing chuckled: "there are only two pots at home. If you break them, you have to pay for them."

Song ran hummed: "you just don't believe me, hum."

One side of the pot of water has been boiling, firewood smoke has just disappeared, water vapor smoke and transpiration.

Gu Jingxing quickly took a tube of noodles, opened the wooden pot cover, a person around the stove, busy.

The door between the stove is not closed, the early autumn rain, with a trace of cool wind blowing in, the kerosene lamp lights flicker. Song ran stands aside and looks at the man who cooked noodles for her in the middle of the night, and her heart suddenly surges with infinite emotion.

She came up behind him and whispered, "Jingxing, I Can I hold your waist

Gu Jingxing hands a meal, a tight voice: "the best Better not. "

Man's waist, can't touch.

The girl did not care to stick up, she from behind his waist, chin can barely put on his shoulder, hand through his armpit, caressing his chest, her voice is soft, seems to contain water vapor: "Jingxing, Jingxing, I really want to know, at that time, how you lived, how you suffered."

Gu Jingxing was in a daze and didn't know what she was talking about.

"Xiao ran, when do you want to know? I'll just tell you? "

Song Ran's eyes were hot and shook his head: "no It's nothing. I'll just say it casually. "

What she wants to know is how Gu Jingxing, who was rejected mercilessly by her in her last life, was forced to marry Wen Huihui.

He clearly loved himself so much, but he had to marry Wen Huihui because of a child. What a pity for him.

I heard that he suffered from cancer at the age of 40, and then chemotherapy and radiotherapy took up most of his life.

However, he saved his life for more than ten years. In his early fifties, he still went.

Forty years old, at that time, should be depressed into the heart, so, so healthy people will get such a serious disease.

She attached her face to his back, rubbed and felt it.

Gu Jing was about to drop two drops of oil and a little salt into the pan. He turned around and looked at her with dim lights: "Xiao ran, what's the matter? Is it because of the autumn rain? "

Song ran seemed to have made up his mind and said, "Jingxing, after we get married, I will strive to be a qualified wife. I will take good care of you. I will cook for you and wash your clothes. I will make you healthy."

Gu Jingxing laughed and said, "OK, how can you swear again? I said, I can do anything, I'm... "

"Ran's family has no choice but to take care of his family. I don't want to do these things for you