The child seemed to have some inferiority complex, and when he saw Lan Qing looking at him, he lowered his head a little nervously and pursed the corners of his mouth. His hand clutched the futon in the middle of the quilt and did not say a word.

Knowing his crampedness, Lan Qing looked away and asked softly, "Is there a name?"

The child did not speak, but as if he had thought of something, he took out a tattered strip of cloth from his bosom, unfolded it and spread it on the quilt.

Lan Qing looked over and saw that there were a few words written on the shabby strip of cloth, which seemed to be written in blood, and the traces were already very faint.

"My grandson is happy, and the rest of my life is happy. ”

Every word is written elegantly and freely, and the pen is sharp.

This should have been written by Mrs. Jing. The family was tragically destroyed, but Jing Ci was sent out, and he specially informed his identity in a blood letter......

This Jing Taiye......

"Lan Qing, the water is coming!"

"I've brought everything I have eaten and drunk!"

Bai Lang and Rong Zhen hurriedly rushed in with food and tea, followed by two people carrying bath buckets, and walked out after putting the buckets in the room.

Bai Lang put the dishes on the table and said, "There are clothes or something, I'm making them, and I'll send them later." ”

Rong Zhen noticed the rags on the bed, paced forward, and said, "What is this?"

Bai Lang was also attracted to the past and gathered together to watch. How witty the two of them were, they figured everything out with just one thought.

Lan Qing put the strip of cloth aside, stood up and said to Xiao Jingci: "Let's eat first, and then wash when the clothes are delivered." ”

The child looked up at her, nodded slightly, and looked very obedient.

Bai Lang couldn't help poking his face and said with a smile: "You, you, you're really obedient at this time!"

The four of them sat on the table, except for Xiao Jingci, the other three basically didn't move their chopsticks.

Rong Zhen poured himself a glass of wine he bought downstairs, looked at the skinny child, and sighed: "How much have you suffered?" ”

When the sake was about to enter his stomach, Bai Lang snatched the wine glass and drank it with his head up.

"I can't see how much bitterness there is, anyway, I never thought that we would find him so easily. ”

Rong Zhen glanced at him, looked at Xiao Jingci's mouth with a grain of rice, and was about to take out a handkerchief to wipe it, but someone was one step faster than him.

Lan Qing wiped his mouth with a handkerchief made of white satin expressionlessly, and the other two suddenly looked complicated, but they didn't say anything.

Xiao Jingci was a little flattered, and his eyes were filled with panic. But if you look closely, there seems to be a hint of surprise in your eyes.

Rong Zhen coughed lightly, looked at the child and asked, "Jing Ci, I saw that you were covered with injuries at that time, was it beaten by a beggar on the street?"

"Isn't this nonsense......" Bai Lang didn't finish speaking, and was stopped by Rong Zhen's eyes. His gaze shifted to Jing Ci again, waiting for him to speak.

After a while, those black eyes looked at them, then at Lan Qing, and finally chose to put down the chopsticks and remained silent.

Rong Zhen's eyes flashed with worry, Bai Lang seemed to sense something, and said tentatively: "Can you tell me, how old are you this year?"

Speech: "......"

Rong Zhen twisted his eyebrows, pointed at Lan Qing, and said, "Shicai this Immortal Monarch saved you, can you say thank you to her?"

Jing Ci pursed his lips, jumped off the stool, and knelt straight in front of Lan Qing to kowtow. Lan Qing grabbed him and said softly: "No need." ”

Bai Lang and Rong Zhen looked at each other incredulously, and an answer was about to come out.

Jing Ci ...... Mute?!

Bai Lang was anxious, walked over in a few steps, squatted down, brushed away the hair on the child's forehead, looked into his eyes and asked seriously, "Do you not know how to speak?"

After looking at him for a while, Jing Ci finally turned his face away.

Bai Lang was so anxious that he jumped up and began to circle the house: "It's over, it's over! It's finally time to come back, why did you become dumb?"

Rong Zhen looked at Lan Qing and said, "Zhaohua, why don't you take a look, is your throat poisoned and hoarse?"

"Nope. ”

Lan Qing's cold tone made Bai Lang calm down instantly, yes, he was cured by Bai Qi just now, if he was poisoned and dumb, how could he not be cured!

"And ...... he?"

Lan Qing lowered his eyes and looked at Jing Ci and said, "I haven't spoken for too long, and it is a little difficult to speak." ”

As soon as these words came out, the other two were stunned.

Can it still be like this?

Bai Lang pursed his lips and sat back on the stool: "Oh, I said it earlier, I was worried for a long time." ”

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and then Xiao Er's flattering voice sounded: "Guest officer, the clothes are delivered to you!

Rong Zhen got up, took the clothes in, and put them on the bed.

"I'll go out first, and you can help him change his clothes. After speaking, Lan Qing consciously stood up and was about to walk out, but was stopped by a dirty little hand.

Lan Qing looked down at the owner of the little hand, and a trace of confusion crossed her eyes.

Xiao Jingci hung his head, looking a little pitiful.

How could Bai Lang and Rong Zhen not see it? Half-playfully looking at Jing Ci, they were so big that they knew that they were pestering people in this way?

Rong Zhen snorted, pulled Bai Lang and pushed him out, and said, "Oh, Langlang, I suddenly remembered that there is a delicious thing on the street, let's go drink some!"

"Huh, what?"

Bai Lang was confused when he heard it, and after seeing his secret eyes, he instantly understood. After a few consecutive sounds, he hurriedly walked out with Rong Zhen as if "good brothers".

"Yes, yes, yes! Just now you said that you want to see it, let's go quickly, let's go quickly, there will be fewer people if we go late." ”

The words fell, and the door closed.

Lan Qing: "......"

How she felt like she didn't understand what the two were saying.

That's it.

lowered his eyes and looked at the little person who was still dragging her, and said, "In this case, then you can wash it yourself." ”

Jing Ci looked up at Lan Qing and didn't let go.

"I'll stand at the door and wait for you, and when I'm done, I'll change my clothes and come out. Okay?"

“......”

The little hand still held her tightly, telling her with action that it was not possible.

Lan Qing frowned: "Can't I help you wash it?"

Hearing this, Jing Ci nodded slightly, with a hint of expectation in his clear and bright eyes.

Lan Qing was indifferent: "Impossible." ”

......

Looking at the child who was soaking in the bucket and playing with water, Lan Qing suddenly understood the inexplicable words that Rong Zhen and Bai Lang said. If it weren't for the cleansing charm, which could only be used on its own, what would it be like to bother?

The child is still young, but there is not so much embarrassment.

After washing, I saw a clean and cute appearance, but due to the long-term sleeping in the open air, he was still thin like a dry little monkey.

After washing, Jing Ci stretched out his hand to Lan Qing. Lan Qing walked over with an indifferent face, took him out of the bucket, put him on the bed, and wrapped him in a quilt.

Just now his little face was dirty and didn't pay attention, but when he was close, Lan Qing suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a small tear mole in the corner of his eye, blood red.

stared at it for a long time, and unconsciously stroked it with his hand, the child was stunned at first, and then smiled and bent his eyes. Secretly, he leaned towards Lan Qing's side little by little.

Bang!

"Zhaohua, we're back!"

"Lan Qing, we're back!"

The door opened, and two people rushed in, looking at the scene in front of them, and a smile suddenly froze on their faces.

The atmosphere was quiet for a moment, then ......

"Langlang, I remember that there is a noodle seller on East Street, go and have a look!"

"Okay! Tuantuan, I still remember that there was a grandmother on West Street who sold delicious tofu!"

The two of them spoke, and the door slammed shut again.