When Zhao Cong lost his memory, he never lost his temper like this.

Even if you are angry, it is gentle.

Like a child's angry face, only staring at the eyes and stern face.

No one is afraid of him.

Hu Zi has known him for many days and often plays with him, and is even more familiar with his temper. Zhao Cong's eyes were sharp and his tone was stern, which was completely different from usual.

However, it did not intimidate Hu Zi at all.

Instead, Hu Zi believed more and Zhao Cong became even more stupid.

Hu Zi cried again, "Xiao Cong'er, I am Hu Zi, do you recognize me? Yes, yes, you are not stupid, I am stupid, I am a fool."

He cried and moved to Zhao Cong, "I will take you back, don't be afraid."

Zhao Cong laughed so much that he was angry, "Sun Hu, sit down, let's talk seriously."

Hu Zi was stunned, what?

This little Cong'er remembers his full name?

He seems to have only said it a few times, right? So is this stupid, or is it not stupid?

"Oh, then you say." Hu Zi nodded.

Zhao Cong said, "We have been away from here for too long. The people in the clinic and your shopkeepers have to worry. We have to go back immediately."

Hu Zi blinked, and Zhao Cong's expression became strange when he spoke?

Could it be that he is really not stupid?

"Okay, okay, go back." Hu Zi lifted the quilt and slipped out of the bed.

The old woman and the two men waved their hands together and said, "It's cold outside, so you just leave?"

Hu Zi looked at his body.

No, he and Zhao Cong fell into the water, their clothes were all wet.

He was wearing only a thin coat and thinner pants.

No socks on his feet, he was naked.

Sitting on the bed wrapped in a quilt, he didn't feel cold yet, but now he slipped out of the bed. The cold wind blew from somewhere was so cold that he couldn't help but tremble.

Zhao Cong also lifted the quilt, and he dressed as much as a tiger.

It was so cold that it was trembling.

"I know you are anxious to go home. Now your clothes are baking. You have dried and you have clothes to wear before you go back." The old woman said with a smile.

I had to do this.

It was snowing, and I couldn’t walk in just a single dress.

The two men and the old woman were baking their clothes, shoes and socks together.

The little girl in red gave birth to another stove.

Two stoves were placed in the room, making it even warmer.

The clothes are thin and easy to dry. Just put a wooden rack on top of the brazier and spread the wet clothes and put them on it and bake them.

Every once in a while, turn around.

The shoes are not easy to bake.

Not to mention the thick bottom and thick surface, the deep tip of the shoe can't be dried inside the stove.

The two men dried their shoes and looked at the tip of the shoes and were at a loss, "Aunt Zhou, how can you dry this?"

The old woman put the dried clothes on the bed and signaled that Zhao Cong and Hu Zi could put them on.

She smiled and said, "I'll find a piece of old cloth, wrap some hot wood ash, and put it in your shoes to dry."

The square-faced man wearing a leather hat smiled, "Oh, this is a good method."

Hu Zi smiled and said, "I thought my shoes were wet, but I saw someone drying them like this, and the shoes were warm."

"It's also warm for you." The old woman said with a smile.

Zhao Cong didn't know how to dry his shoes, and was very curious, and his eyes focused on watching them work.

The old woman called out to her granddaughter and found four old cloth heads.

She sewed the cloth heads into four small pockets.

In each pocket, fill it with freshly burnt wood ash with warmth.

Sew the seal again.

"Come on, put one in each shoe. When the wood ash becomes wet, change the dry wood ash." The old woman handed the cloth bag to the two men and said with a smile, "Turn it over a while, and I'll sew a few more."

The girl in red found a few more cloth heads, and the grandparents and grandchildren sat by the stove and sewed them together.

It turns out that this is how it is to dry shoes. Zhao Cong is in his heart and admires their wisdom.

The girl in red looked up and saw Zhao Cong looking at them with a smile.

She also smiled slightly, "Hey, we have been working for you for a long time, but I still don't know what your name is? What about you, what are your name?"

She looked at Zhao Cong, tilted her head and asked with a smile.

Zhao Cong, who had recovered his memory, had known that there was a difference between men and women.

As the girl stared at him, his face turned red.

He quickly moved his eyes away, "I...I...I...I..."

He was born handsome and had a fair face. Under his shyness, the blush on his face was particularly conspicuous.

The bold and quick-talking girl Xingzi laughed, "Why are you still shy, you little official? I just asked for a name. My name is Xingzi, what are your name?"

Xingzi asked again with a smile.

Zhao Cong said in a very light voice, "Zhao Cong."

Hu Zi ran in a tavern, and he saw more men and women than Zhao Cong, and he was able to be a friend and be a wise man.

Hu Zi touched the back of his head and grinned, "My name is Hu Zi, and he and I are neighbors."

Xingzi smiled and said, "So you two ran out to play together and fell into the river again? By the way, how did you swim ashore? Although the river is not wide, I remember it very deeply. Who can save whom you?"

Hu Zi thought about it and it seemed that it was not Zhao Cong he saved, but Zhao Cong saved him. When he was so scared that he screamed, he was in the middle of the river. When he was a little more awake, he had already reached the shore.

"Oh, I'm ashamed, he saved me." Hu Zi sighed.

"I can't swim but I'll go to the river to play. I know I can't go there casually next time, right?" Xingzi scolded Hu Zi like an older sister and looked at Zhao Cong again.

Hu Zi: "..." The little girl is younger than him, so she actually taught him a lesson?

But when I think about it, he was saved by someone else.

Hu Zi lowered his head in shame again.

Zhao Cong said at this time, "We are not the water that falls when we are playing by the river. We are traveling by boat. The boat suddenly leaks and sinks, and the water that falls."

Everyone looked at each other, "The boat leaks? Are you on a bad boat?"

Hu Zi said, "No, that boat belongs to my shopkeeper. He often rows home, it is a good boat. He also re-purposed tung oil a few days ago. In the morning, our shopkeeper took the boat to another place, and the boat was good."

"Since the boat is good, why does it suddenly leak?" Xingzi blinked, "Did you break the boat while you were playing on the boat?"

Hu Zi waved his hands repeatedly, "No, I dare not break our shopkeeper's ship. If I can't afford it, he will beat me to death."
Chapter completed!