In the kitchen, the girl stood in front of the kitchen counter with no expression on her face, she didn't know what she was thinking.
Qiu Sheng guessed that she was missing her small wooden spatula and fried eggs.
After half a minute, the girl made up her mind. She took the eggs out of the refrigerator, turned on the stove, and cracked the eggs in the pan.
Without the small wooden shovel, she still has a long iron shovel.
Qiu Sheng thought to himself, can a shovel also work?
The material of the shovel is not the key point, of course it may also have some influence, the most important thing is the length of the shovel.
The iron shovel is as long as a girl's upper arm, while the wooden shovel is only slightly longer than a palm.
Just like the feel of a dagger and a long sword are completely different, the feel of a shovel and a wooden shovel are also completely different, not to mention that the girl can't see it, and she relies on intuition to make spatial judgments. The short wooden shovel is fine, but the long shovel is in her hand. On the ground, without special training, she couldn't judge the position of the shovel at all.
The shovel hit the kitchen counter, knocking over the soy sauce bottle, and the black soy sauce dripped down the kitchen counter to the ground.
The girl was startled, she didn't know that the soy sauce bottle had fallen, and only heard a crisp sound. She turned off the fire, and carefully reached out to touch it, and the soy sauce stained her hand.
There was another charred fried egg in the trash can, as well as facial tissues soaked in soy sauce.
Taking down the pan, the girl put on a small pot and cooked the noodles.
Most of the soy sauce was spilled, and there was still a small part left. The dark soy sauce was scattered in the white noodle soup.
Qiu Sheng doesn't like noodles, but because noodles are the most convenient and there are many noodle restaurants, he ate a lot. From his experience, this noodle is not delicious.
The girl finished eating the noodles, put the bowl in the sink, and walked to the balcony.
Qiu Sheng followed her slowly. The balcony was not big. There was a sewing machine and a cabinet. On the cabinet were incense burners and Buddha statues, and incense beside it. The cabinet is on the left side of the balcony, opposite is the mop pool, next to the mop pool is the washing machine, and four steps ahead of the washing machine, there are five pots of plants.
Qiu Sheng doesn't know many plants, and these five pots happen to be all known to him.
There are probably not many people who don't know prickly pears and succulents. One pot of cactus, four pots of succulents.
The soil of the five potted plants is a little dry and cracked, it seems that the girl didn't take care of them carefully.
Next to the mop pool is a watering pot, which is an ancient long-spout style. The girl picked up the pot and shook it, and there was water in it.
The longer the thing, the more difficult it is to grasp the distance. The girl squatted down, touched the flower pot with her left hand, and held the handle of the flower pot with her right hand, and moved the spout above the succulent.
The watering pot is made of iron, there is half a pot of water in it, and the weight is not small, and the girl is very laborious to hold the pot. Her hands trembled, but fortunately the water in the pot was not full.
Feeling almost done, she moved her left hand up, touched the spout, and then touched the position of the flower pot. She kept adjusting, and finally moved the flower pot to the top of the flower pot.
Her right hand also reached its limit, so she hastily withdrew her left hand, grasping the pot handle with both hands.
Qiu Sheng watched this scene with great interest. When the girl withdrew her left hand, the position of her arm changed. Although the spout of the pot was still above the flower pot, it moved from the middle to the edge.
When the girl lowered the watering pot, the spout was completely out of the pot.
Water was poured on the floor tiles.
The girl didn't know, she watered it for a while, then reached out to touch a flowerpot, probably because her right hand was too sore, this time she didn't even touch the alignment, she moved the watering pot by feeling and sprinkled it.
The water gathered under the flower pot and formed a big puddle. Just when the girl was about to water the last prickly pear, the water overflowed to her feet.
The girl was startled, probably because of the cold insects touching her feet, she threw away the watering pot, stood up quickly, and hurriedly backed away.
Her feet were already wet, she stepped on the floor tiles in a panic, and slipped to the ground without any accident.
Not only did the five pots of plants not drink water, but they were also kicked by the girl. Two pots of succulents fell to the ground, and one pot hit the wall, and the porcelain vase shattered.
Qiu Sheng was about to watch how the girl watered the prickly pear, when something like this happened suddenly, he hurried to the girl's side to observe her injury.
The girl fell on her buttocks first, and she didn't hit her head or hit anything else. Her feet were covered with mud, and the left sole was cut by a piece of broken porcelain, and the bright red blood was mixed on the gray mud.
It doesn't look like a serious problem.
Qiu Sheng is relieved, as long as it's okay, if something happens to the girl and she goes to the hospital, he won't be able to enjoy the happiness of a transparent person.
If this trip to the hospital wakes up the girl's family and picks up the girl or someone comes to live with the girl, that's even more?The catastrophe of extinction.
Be careful with me, you woman! Qiu Sheng couldn't help staring at the girl complaining.
It doesn't matter if something happens to you, don't interrupt my fun!
The girl clutched her butt in pain, and lay down for ten seconds before sitting up. The pain in her butt subsided, and the pain in the soles of her feet entered her mind.
She touched the wound on the sole of her foot, wiped away her tears, stood up with the other foot, and staggered to the living room.
Many people always keep some emergency medicines in their homes, and the girl took out the band-aids from the drawer under the TV.
Qiu Sheng took the opportunity to step forward and looked at the items in the drawer curiously.
He didn't rummage through the things in the house, he was just a transparent person who watched secretly, not some other criminal, and he couldn't rummage around. Although not turning over can not alleviate his crime.
In addition to bandages and cold medicine, there are scissors, needles and threads in the drawer, the largest of which is a colorful packaging bag that almost fills the drawer.
A white cat was printed on the bag, Qiu Sheng stared at the words on the bag, this is cat food?
Qiu Sheng can be sure that there is no cat in the room, maybe it was raised before, and it will not be raised later. A girl can't even take care of herself, let alone a cat.
Close the drawer, the girl goes to the mop pool on the balcony, stands with her right foot, lifts her left foot, and puts it under the faucet.
You just fell down, how dare you stand on one foot? You haven't got your shoes on yet!
Qiu Sheng was worried, and prayed that if the girl fell, she would not be hurt enough to go to the hospital.
The windows of the balcony are all floor-to-ceiling windows, the sun shines on the girl's feet through the glass, the clear water washes away the mud, revealing the girl's white soles, traces of light red blood flow out from the wound, flowing down with the golden sunlight .
The girl supported the washing machine with her hands and rinsed her feet.
After washing, she sat on the stool and gestured on her feet with a bandage.
The opening on the sole of the foot is not big, and if it is well pasted, a band-aid can cover it, but a blind girl obviously has no chance to make it well.
She can determine the location of the wound by touching it, but the wound hurts when touched, and she doesn't have the perseverance.
Randomly pasted two band-aids on her feet, and the girl sat like this for half an hour.
The flower pot was behind her, and there was a mess there, the girl "looked" at it, then limped to the sofa.
Don't clean up? Qiu Sheng thought the girl was resting on the sofa.
He thought, the mud and water on the balcony, as well as broken porcelain pieces, were indeed very troublesome for the girl.
It's better to lie down and wait for that aunt to come over and ask her to help.
The girl obviously didn't think so. She lay down on the ground, took out the slipper under the coffee table, and started looking for another slipper.
If you just put on the slippers, maybe you won't slip, and even if you slip, you won't cut the soles of your feet.
Can she find the slippers under the sofa? Qiu Sheng stood behind the girl.
The girl did not reach under the sofa.
Qiu Sheng was a little surprised, but quickly thought of the key point. Many discerning people are afraid of under the sofa and under the bed, let alone a blind girl.
The girl brought the broom and carefully poked it under the sofa, but the broom missed the slippers.
Giving up looking, she came to the balcony and tried to clean up the mess with a broom, but the mud and water were mixed together, where a broom could clean it up. The muddy water soaked the girl's feet, dipped into the band-aid, and touched the wound on the girl's feet.
The broom fell to the ground, and the girl squatted down, sobbing.
As for?
Qiu Sheng glanced at the time, and left here while the girl was crying.