Jiang Zhiluo looked at Cui Hejin's wrists, which were as white as snow, and felt that even holding a pen was so pleasing to the eye.

There is a pure and pure attitude.

The light of the candles in the room was a bit dim, and there was a slight breeze blowing through the room. The light of the candles swayed, but it enveloped him like a caress.

With a sense of hazyness, his already excellent bone appearance is more delicate and picturesque.

Jiang Zhiluo couldn't help but feel touched, as if her heartstrings had been gently plucked.

She opened her mouth to try to persuade her, but she also saw that Cui Hejin was actually a bit stubborn, and it was almost impossible to change the things he decided.

It takes a lot of effort to keep copying like this, and maybe he won't say it if he feels pain.

She could only find a way to cure him as soon as possible.

Jiang Zhiluo carefully felt her wood power, but it was still very weak.

Jiang Zhiluo couldn't help but sigh.

Cui Hejin heard this, raised his eyes slightly, and asked in a warm voice: "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

When Jiang Zhiluo heard these words, she blinked her eyes, looked at Cui Hejin gently and softly, smiled sweetly and said, "Husband, are you caring about me?"

When Jiang Zhiluo asked him so straightforwardly, Cui Hejin was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't know how to respond to this sentence.

Jiang Zhiluo looked at Cui Hejin's expression, and it was rare to see him looking slightly uncomfortable.

Jiang Zhiluo would not really let him answer anything, so she spoke to herself: "I just feel sorry for you that copying books like this is not good for your wrists, and I heard from my mother that you have lost your martial arts. Over time, your wrists will hurt."

Feeling distressed?

Cui Hejin looked slightly dazed, but no one had ever said such a thing to him.

However, there is something familiar about this sentence, as if there is an inexplicable familiar feeling deep in the soul.

Cui Hejin said softly: "It doesn't matter, if you are tired, take a rest early."

Jiang Zhiluo also knew that he was stubborn, so she didn't try to persuade him anymore. She said, "Can I borrow a piece of paper?"

Cui Hejin just bought these papers, and she also knows that paper is expensive.

Cui Hejin paused for a moment, stood up, took half of the paper from the drawer, put it in front of Jiang Zhiluo and said, "If you want to use the things at home, you can just take them yourself without asking me."

Although Cui Hejin said so, Jiang Zhiluo would not look through Cui Hejin's things at will.

…

That night, when Jiang Zhiluo was sleeping, she had a dream.

She has not dreamed for many days.

This time the dream was about Cui Hejin.

In the morning, Cui Hejin had breakfast and felt that there was nothing wrong with his body, so he went to the school to teach. At noon, he went to the kitchen to cook a hot meal.

But because the kitchen in the back of the school was rarely used, it fell into disrepair over time, so much so that the beams on the beams were about to fall down.

Cui Hejin was burning firewood. The sound of the firewood was a bit loud, but he was still keen to hear the unusual sound.

Cui Hejin looked up and his expression changed.

He wanted to extinguish the flames very quickly.

If the flames are not extinguished at this time, the kitchen room will collapse, the firewood will start to burn, and all the rooms in the school will be connected together, and the danger of being burned will be unavoidable.

So Cui Hejin quickly and calmly took the water ladle and scooped out the water.

At this moment, several children from the school ran over.

"I saw Mrs. Cui in the back kitchen, and the chimney was full of smoke."

"Quick, let's give Cui Fuzi something to eat."

"The buns made by my mother are delicious, I want to give them to Master Cui."

"My mother's pickles are also delicious..."

Cui Hejin taught in the school. Not only was he knowledgeable and what he taught was interesting, it was also easier to remember.

Moreover, he taught very patiently and never scolded the students. He always taught patiently. The students liked him very much.

I feel that the new Master Cui is better than the previous Master. He is very knowledgeable and good-looking. The students like to get close to him very much.

When they learned that he was sick, everyone wanted to be nice to him.

Some people went home to get food at noon and wanted to give it to the Master.

In fact, the parents of many students are very pleased to know that their sons have learned many words, understood more principles, and come home more sensible in such a short period of time. They also want to thank this new master for letting him

Eat at home.

But Cui Hejin declined.

The students didn't know whether Cui Fuzi would come to the college that day. After all, Cui Fuzi asked for leave yesterday.

But when they saw Master Cui coming during class in the morning, everyone was very happy.

"My father said that Mr. Cui will get well only if he eats well, so I brought my mother's specialty dishes."

"Well, we want Master Cui to get better soon so that he can teach us. We don't want other Masters to teach us."

"Yes, that wife used to beat and scold us. Xiaopang was so beaten that he became sick once when he returned home..."

The children were talking to each other very quickly, and they were outside the kitchen.

Cui Hejin quickly poured water on the flames, extinguished the firewood at the stove, and then shouted towards the door: "Don't come over here!"

The child didn't understand. Hearing the sound, he walked in confusedly, still holding the food he brought from home.

Cui Hejin extinguished the flame at the stove and hurried out.

At this moment, the roof beam collapsed and the student at the front had already stepped inside.

It was about to hit him on the head.

Cui Hejin couldn't care about anything else and could only rush to protect him.

Because of this, Cui Hejin was thrown to the ground by a roof beam, and his right hand was hit by something, and his fingers were broken.

Although he saved the students, because Cui Hejin was injured, he naturally could not teach in the school.

In addition, his hand was broken and he could no longer copy books.

This caused great psychological harm to him.

Later, Cui Hejin sat on a chair, with a strong aura of sadness and a sense of brokenness all over her body. Just one look at her made people's hearts break.

Because of this, Mrs. Cui cried her eyes out.

When Jiang Zhiluo woke up from her sleep, she covered her heart with her hand, and she could still feel a suffocating feeling there.

Thinking of his figure in her sleep, Jiang Zhiluo's mind also flooded with some memories from the past life, and she felt that her heart was swollen and painful.

"No, we must stop this!"

Jiang Zhiluo murmured softly. She looked at Cui Hejin beside the bed. It was still dark at this time.

She quietly went down to wash up and make breakfast early.

Jiang Zhiluo knew that she could tell her something in her sleep, which would allow her to avoid danger or help her make decisions about what to do.

Just like when she dreamed of Jianyin before, she was asked to save Jianyin that day.

"What happened this time seems to be true."

Jiang Zhiluo felt that she would rather believe him than believe him. She could not risk Cui Hejin's danger.

Jiang Zhiluo was quietly making breakfast, trying not to disturb Mrs. Cui.

However, Mrs. Cui heard a sound in her sleep and slowly opened her eyes. When she came out of the house, she saw Jiang Zhiluo cooking on the fire. She was stunned and said: "Zhiluo, why did you get up so early today!"

At this moment, the genius has just begun to shine.

"Did you not get a good rest last night?"

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Chapter completed!