"It's coming, it's coming. Lin Qingge retracted his thoughts and responded with a smile.

As soon as he entered the door, he was brought to the table by Xiao Tingyi. As soon as she sat down, he stuffed a pair of chopsticks into his hands.

"Taste it and see if it's delicious?" Looking at his bright eyes full of anticipation, Lin Qingge actually wanted to say that no matter whether it was delicious or not, she was grateful for everything he had done for her, and she would treat him like a brother in the future. I hope that this can cut off his affection for himself, and at the same time, he can also break his affection for him......

However, when he saw that his bewitching eyes were looking at him with hope, the words became "You see that Xiao Yong has eaten so deliciously, do you still use me to taste it?" ”

"Of course I have to taste it! This is one of the few things I've been cooking for 20 years, you must taste it and see if it suits your taste?" Xiao Tingyi said excitedly.

Lin Qingge picked up a piece of tofu with chopsticks, but he didn't expect this dish to be unexpectedly delicious, fragrant and smooth, and the slight spiciness covered up the smell of soy milk, but the smoothness of the tofu was retained...... Eat it in one bite, and the aftertaste is endless.

"Wow, is this really what you made? It's so delicious, it's better than the Ren Xiao tofu I ate when I lived outside the Saiwai. Hearing her heartfelt praise, Xiao Tingyi seemed very happy. He was about to reach out and touch her head, but she avoided it without a trace, and he had to withdraw his hand in a curt. He Xing, who was on the side, suddenly noticed this awkward atmosphere and quickly changed the topic:

"If I hadn't been watching, you'd have set the kitchen on fire." If there is no food on this table tonight, we will all have to drink the northwest wind!"

"Who wants you to talk too much. Xiao Tingyi said, "Come, let Xiao Yong eat more, Qingge, you eat more." "Of course, Xiao Yong can't hear it. As he spoke, he pushed the dish towards Xiao Yong, who was gobbling it up. Suddenly, the table returned to its original relaxed atmosphere.

After dinner, the countryside was already shrouded in moonlight. Xiao Yong was clamoring to go home at this time, and his family lived in a village near the foot of the mountain, Xiao Tingyi and Lin Qingge were not worried about Xiao Yong going home alone, so they decided to let Xiao Tingyi send Xiao Yong home.

Xiao Tingyi led Xiao Yong on the road, how many years, he sighed: How many years have not lived so comfortably, since the palace change at the beginning, he has never experienced a truly relaxed and comfortable life. For so many years, he has been living a difficult life in the emperor's suspicion, in fact, the glory and wealth in the eyes of others may become a copy of the nine clans in the next second. Sometimes he thinks that if he can exchange prosperity and wealth for a peaceful and leisurely life, he is also willing. Is it possible? He knew very well that since he was the prince of the Zhongwu King, he had to bear his own responsibilities, but now, let him enjoy some stolen time with Lin Qingge here!

Strange, why do you think of her at this time? Since when did you unconsciously take her more and more to heart? What kind of magic power does this woman have that makes her want to protect her like this? Is she obsessed with her, and how can she think of doing all this for her, is it because of her kindness? This is different from the previous her who calculated Sun Shiyun everywhere and took advantage of people's hearts, which one is the real her?

In contemplation, I came to a dilapidated thatched hut on the edge of the village. Suddenly, Xiao Yong let go of his hand and ran towards the thatched hut with a faint light. A young couple came out of the grass hut and greeted Xiao Yong and Xiao Tingyi. They warmly invited him into the house to rest for a while and a glass of water.

"Don't be disgusted, the child's father doesn't know how to make money, and I'm often sick. This year's harvest is not good, and the pot cannot be opened in the house. Xiao Yong's mother said to Xiao Tingyi apologetically, and at the same time took out the only relatively complete pottery bowl in the house and poured him a glass of water.

Xiao Tingyi had never seen such a poor family, and he was used to living a life of delicacies and delicacies, and he thought that He Xingjia was already very difficult. Seeing Xiaoyong's family living in such an embarrassing situation, he realized how difficult life is for some families, and he couldn't help but have the idea of wanting to help them. He thought that if Lin Qingge saw such a scene, she would definitely help Xiao Yong as well.

Xiao Tingyi took the water, greeted Xiao Yong's father and mother for a while, and then got up to say goodbye.

Before he got home, he saw a woman in pink sitting on a stone bench in the courtyard with her back to him. With a warm heart, Xiao Tingyi walked up quickly, and in a blink of an eye, the girl was already asleep.

Lin Qingge, who had just recovered from a serious illness, still had a sickly paleness on his face, and his long feather-like eyelashes projected a long silhouette in the moonlight, spread on his pale little face, and his slender and boneless hands supported his palm-sized face, which made people feel a little inexplicably distressed. He looked at her quietly, and his eyebrows were unconsciously stained with a smile: this woman is really unpredictable, once so shrewd and strong, but now so weak and helpless. How he wished that time had stopped like this, so that she could rest in such peace.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, rolling up a rain of apricot blossoms, the petals fell into the yard one after another, a piece of pink and white petals fell on Lin Qingge's hair, under the swaying lantern, her skin seemed to be whiter than apricot blossoms, provoking him to reach out and want to pin her broken hair behind her ears.

It may be that the shadow of her hand blocked the light in front of Lin Qingge's eyes, or maybe Lin Qingge didn't sleep deeply, she opened her eyes in a daze.

"You're back!" she said, rubbing her eyes.

"Well, I sent Xiao Yong home and met his father, they were not easy, originally I thought that He Xing's life was already very difficult, but I didn't expect Xiao Yong's family to live in a more difficult place. I would love to help them. Xiao Tingyi removed the petals from Lin Qingge's hair, and then sat down and told what he saw when he went to Xiao Yong's house. Then he said to Lin Qingge: "I want to find He Xing to ask for a chicken to give to them, you see Xiao Yong is so thin, his father and mother are still worried about having no food to eat, let's send a chicken to Xiao Yong to replenish his body!"

Lin Qingge thought about it carefully, nodded and said, "This is the best way we can do." ”

"Then we'll talk to He Xing tomorrow morning. It's late at night, it's not early, you should go to bed early!" Xiao Tingyi said as he looked at the moonlight.

"Well, I'll go and rest first. You should rest in peace sooner!" Lin Qingge dragged her tired body towards her room.

Xiao Tingyi watched her enter the room, and then he returned to his residence with peace of mind.

Nothing was said all night.

Early the next morning, Xiao Tingyi knocked on He Xing's bedroom door. I told him about Xiao Yong's family, and told him about the chicken I wanted to bring from his house and give it to them. He Xing lowered his head and pondered, "Xiao Yong's family is indeed the most pitiful in our village, my father and mother can't work, and the children can't hear, so we should really help them." Let's bring the chickens to his house together after we finish our farm work today!"