casserole lady

Chapter 21 A bowl of porridge (1)
Qin Zheng waited outside the crowd for a long time before seeing Fang Lu coming out with a bowl of porridge.With his head down, he carefully ran towards Qin Zheng with the bowl of porridge in his hands.

Qin Zheng hurriedly took it, only to see that due to the collision in the crowd, there was actually only half a bowl of porridge left.But she still smiled: "That's great, you and I are half of each other, hurry up and eat it while it's hot." Then, she took out another porcelain bowl and divided the large bowl of porridge into two halves.

Fang Lu was used to it, so he didn't refuse immediately, the two of them squatted on the tree stump beside them, and drank their respective half bowls.Qin Zheng suddenly thought that Fang Lu used to eat very slowly, and there was a bit of elegance in that slowness, but now, he actually made the same sucking sound as himself.

Fang Lu was wiping the porcelain bowl and putting it away. His hands were also invisible, but it could still be seen that the fingers were long and slender, with well-defined joints.

Qin Zheng stared at his fingers for a while, then suddenly asked: "Go in, have you seen the lady who is as beautiful as a fairy?"

Fang Lu paused when he was clearing the bowl, looked up at Qin Zheng, and said, "I see, it's quite beautiful."

Qin Zheng raised his eyebrows: "Oh, you didn't speak to the beauty?"

Fang Lu suddenly smiled, helplessly and calmly: "Say it, I said I'm here to get the porridge."

In the evening, the two of them did not enter the city, but found a ruined temple not far away to settle down.Qin Zheng and Fang Lu each hugged a ragged cotton jacket, and they hugged each other tightly - it's too cold tonight, it seems that winter is coming soon.

After shivering for a while in the cold, Qin Zheng finally fell asleep, but woke up after a short sleep.After waking up, she stared at the moon outside the window in a daze for a while, then withdrew her attention, and looked at Fang Lu next to her, only to see Fang Lu curled up there with his cotton jacket in his arms, trembling all over.

She hurriedly stood up and touched Fang Lu's forehead with her hand, it was hot.

Qin Zheng knew that Fang Lu was sick, so he didn't dare to delay. He hurriedly set up a casserole and brought cold water to boil. When the water was slightly warm, he wiped Fang Lu's forehead. His chest and back.

After tearing off the prison clothes, she saw a brand mark in the center of Fang Lu's bony chest, vaguely the word "cut".Qin Zheng knew that this was the mark of the death row inmates of Dayan Kingdom. Generally, as long as they committed a capital crime, they would be branded with such a mark, waiting to be executed in autumn.

At this time, Fang Lu trembled again, Qin Zheng didn't dare to delay, so he continued to wipe for him.But Fang Lu was struggling in a coma, and trembling all the time, his hot hand helplessly grabbed Qin Zheng's hand and wouldn't let go.

Qin Zheng is not a doctor and doesn't know medical skills. Now he is confused, what should he do?
At this moment, Fang Lu was in a cold war again, and at the same time started talking nonsense, holding Qin Zheng's hand and calling her mother.

Qin Zheng touched his nose, this is called a mother, no matter what, he can't just watch him suffer like this.At the moment, she didn't do anything else, she just hugged Fang Lu in her arms and used her own body temperature to make him feel better.

Fang Lu, like a drowning man grabbing a piece of driftwood, hugged Qin Zheng so tightly that Qin Zheng's body ached.Qin Zheng struggled to get his head out of the embrace of the drowned man, reached for the casserole with his hands, and wiped his forehead with the water inside his sleeve.

But after a long time, the heat on his body didn't dissipate. Instead, it became hotter and hotter, so hot that Qin Zheng felt that he was going to be cooked.

Qin Zheng understood that it would be impossible to continue like this.

She gritted her teeth and broke away from Fang Lu's embrace.

Fang Lu lost Qin Zheng in his arms, and trembled with his hands empty.

(End of this chapter)