In addition to a pile of dry straw, there is a quilt borrowed from the Yang family and a bowl of oil lamp.

Last night, Chen Chu and I stayed in a ruined temple all night. At that time, Zhao Maoer was so filled with panic that he had no time to think about it in detail.

Now, the mountains and fields are quiet, and the two of them are in the same room. Well, they are in the same shed...

You can hear each other's breathing even when you are not talking, and the cat can't help but feel a little nervous.

Chen Chu sat carelessly on the straw, rummaged around in his schoolbag, and found a few pairs of socks.

I walked on a snowy and muddy road all day today. My shoes have already been soaked through and my socks are sticky and very uncomfortable.

While sitting on the straw to change his socks, Chen Chu noticed that the cloth shoes of the Maoer sisters were also covered in mud and extremely dirty.

"Tiger head, does this look good?"

Chen Chu picked out a pair of socks with a pattern of boiling sheep and sat in front of Zhao Hutou.

The little girl just had a full meal and regained some energy, but she still didn't speak.

I think it was a stress reaction caused by what happened last night.

For such a young girl to see her mother being murdered with her own eyes would be a bit of a shock to anyone.

Chen Chu waved the socks in front of Hutou's eyes. The little girl was obviously attracted by the cute patterns on the socks, but she still remained silent.

"Here, brother, help you change a pair of socks." Chen Chu reached out to take off Hu Tou's dirty shoes, but the little girl shrank her feet in fear, tightened her lips and looked at her sister, about to cry.

"Don't be afraid of Hu Tou." Zhao Mao'er knew that Chen Chu meant well, and hurriedly sat down next to Hu Tou and hugged the little girl: "He is not a bad person, has Hu Tou forgotten? He also gave you candy...

..."

Mao'er's comfort was far more effective than Chen Chu's. The little girl snuggled tightly in her sister's arms, but no longer struggled.

Chen Chu carefully took off Hutou's shoes. His dirty little feet were cold and wrinkled by the snow and water.

Children are always easy to make people feel distressed. Chen Chu sighed, wiped the tiger's little feet clean with the front of his clothes, and then warmed the feet with his palms before putting on his socks.

During this process, the little girl stared at Chen Chu for a moment.

Also staring at him was Cat... She had never heard of a man in the world doing such a thing so gently and calmly.

"Okay." Chen Chu turned the cartoon pattern of Boiling Sheep to the instep so that the tiger's head could be seen, and then clapped his hands with satisfaction.

He raised his head and saw that the two sisters were staring at him in a daze. Zhao Maoer reacted quickly and immediately looked away.

Chen Chu took out another pair of socks of the same style and threw them to Mao'er: "Put them on quickly, be careful your feet are rotten from the cold."

Under the oil lamp, the cat took a closer look.

The embroidery of these socks is exquisite, the material is softer than cloth socks, and warmer than Luo socks... They look so precious.

However, she was not prepared to change her socks in front of Chen Chu.

Turning around and blowing out the oil lamp, the cat lay on the straw holding the tiger's head.

I didn't sleep all night last night, and now I've settled down a little, and I'm feeling sleepy quickly.

That night, Zhao Maoer did not sleep peacefully. After falling asleep, all kinds of nightmares came one after another.

One moment I dreamed of Liu Da hanging an eyeball and demanding her life, the other moment I dreamed of my mother sitting in the corner crying with her face covered in blood, the next moment I dreamed of the tiger's head being snatched away by a big insect in the mountains...

...

The cat, who could hold on without shedding tears during the day, couldn't find his sister in his dream, and finally cried out of fear.

Half asleep and half awake, the cat vaguely felt someone patting him on the back, as gently as coaxing a child.

The cat calmed down, fell into a deep sleep again, and had another dream...

In the dream, the cat was sitting in front of the window, and her mother was combing her hair.

Suddenly I heard someone shouting outside: "The groom has arrived, please move the bride out of the pavilion..."

The cat got up curiously, wanting to see whose girl was getting married, but his mother said anxiously: "My silly cat, why are you still standing there, the groom is here!"

"Yeah?"

Mao'er looked down and was surprised to find that she was wearing a red wedding dress.

Is the bride myself?

Surprised, Maoer reached out and pushed open the window.
Chapter completed!