"Where is the girl, how can she be washed up here by the water?" The old man asked gently.

"I'm from Hengcheng, may I ask where is this, is it far away from Hengcheng?" Lin Qingyan asked as he cautiously tried to move his injured arm.

"This is Liucheng, not far from Hengcheng, but not close, how could the girl be washed here by the water?" the old man asked.

Where is Liucheng, Lin Qingyan has no concept at all, since she crossed into this world, most of the time she has stayed in Hengcheng, and rarely goes to the outside places, the only place she went far away is the temple where she went with Qin Ziqing and Bai Yuting last time, and there are too many comfortable days, she suddenly feels that she has become a waste, like a frog at the bottom of a well, only guarding her own small world, these things that she didn't pay attention to before, now she has a personal experience.

"Some things are hard to explain," Lin Qingyan smiled bitterly, propped up the ground with his uninjured left hand, and slowly moved his body towards the wall behind him.

understood that Lin Qingyan didn't want to say it, and the old man didn't ask, but just turned his head slightly to look at the little grandson beside him.

The little boy felt his grandfather's gaze and hurriedly met it.

The old man raised his hand and rubbed his head gently, then turned his gaze to the crockpot beside the fire.

The boy immediately stood up consciously, trotted to a corner, squatted down and took a small bowl in the corner, trotted to the fire, put the bowl on the ground, picked up the crockpot with his sleeve, and carefully poured the thick black liquid into the bowl.

Lin Qingyan was leaning against the wall at this time, watching the little boy's every move, seeing that he was doing this quickly, as if he was used to it, he obviously didn't look like a boy who was easily shy, why did he always avoid her eyes, was she so scary, thinking of this, she couldn't help but raise her left hand and gently touched her face. She remembered that Han Jingxuan's appearance for herself was very ordinary, and there was nothing scary.

Lin Qingyan soaked in the water for a long time, and the disfigured things on her face were just the most ordinary things, they had long been washed clean by the water, and she had returned to her original appearance, she didn't know it, the little boy saw that she was good-looking, and when she came back, because of her small strength, she could only half back and half drag, and her hand once unintentionally touched her chest, although the little boy was embarrassed, but Lin Qingyan was in a coma after all, and he didn't want anything else, Lin Qingyan was awake now, his eyes were big and bright, embedded in Bai Xi's face, obviously better than he imagined, but when he thought of his carelessness before, he saw Lin Qingyan looking at him, and he couldn't help but feel a little weak。

After the boy brought the bowl with the medicine to the old man, he walked back to the fire, picked up the clay pot and walked to the corner of the wall where he had just taken the bowl, and there was a wooden bucket next to the corner, and he took another bowl and scooped water from the barrel, put it into the clay pot, and put it in its place as he walked back to the fire.

Lin Qingyan saw that the old man had finished drinking the medicine, and after the boy took the bowl, he walked to the corner of the wall, and couldn't help but ask the old man, "Uncle, what kind of medicine are you drinking?"

The old man raised his eyes and glanced at Lin Qingyan, his eyes moved to his feet again, and said sadly: "This is the medicine to cure my injured foot," paused for a few seconds, and then muttered in a low voice: "This foot is estimated to be useless." ”

While the old man spoke, the boy had already returned to his side and sat down, glanced helplessly at the old man, and called out to the grandfather.

The old man didn't speak, but stroked the top of the boy's hair.

This is the first time Lin Qingyan has heard the boy's voice, the voice is young and immature, but there is a calmness that does not belong to his age, Lin Qingyan can't help but look at the boy again.

The boy didn't seem to notice Lin Qingyan's gaze, but just stared at the fire seriously, thinking about his own thoughts.

"Uncle, how did you hurt your leg, are you from here in Liucheng?" Lin Qingyan asked and looked around the dilapidated house again seriously.

The old man looked at his injured leg and was silent for a long time, Lin Qingyan's question seemed to touch his sadness, only to see that his face became slightly pale, his gentle eyes were slightly red and there were already some tears, and the whole person was full of decadence.

Sensing the old man's mood change, the boy looked up at the old man with some uneasiness, and reached out to take one of the old man's hands and put it into his arms, as if to comfort him.

didn't expect his question to make the old man so sad, Lin Qingyan was a little at a loss, and hurriedly apologized: "Uncle, I'm sorry, I'm not a heart, if I ...... anywhere"

Without waiting for Lin Qingyan to apologize, the old man interrupted: "Girl, it's none of your business, you don't have to apologize, I just thought of some bad things, it will be like this, and it will be fine in a while." ”

The old man had already said this, and Lin Qingyan couldn't say anything more, but he didn't dare to ask rashly at this time.

Lin Qingyan didn't ask, but the old man still replied slowly: "We are from Liucheng, although we are from Liucheng, we are also homeless. ”

Just now I made up my mind not to ask questions, but the old man's words made Lin Qingyan very puzzled, and after a while, he couldn't help but ask softly: "Since you are from here, how can you be homeless, then where did you live before?"

"Everyone has their own things they don't want to mention, just like the girl did before," the old man said slowly: "Our affairs have nothing to do with the girl, you don't have to care too much, it's just a coincidence to save you, our ancestors and grandchildren don't need you to repay anything, wait until tomorrow dawn, you better go home early, just look at your movements, think about your arm injury, the injury is better to treat early, you are still young, and the sequelae are not good for you in the future." ”

After saying this, Lin Qingyan couldn't help but feel hot in her heart, her throat was blocked, she was an orphan in modern times, and she could only rely on herself for everything, so her personality was cold and slow, only for people who have been in contact for a long time, and understood each other, she would slowly open her heart and come to this world, in order to disguise herself as the original owner and not be seen as flawed, she has changed a lot, but in the final analysis, she is still a cold person, now in a strange environment, facing strange people, although she has already thought about how to repay them in the future, but she still has a little guard in her heart。 You can't have the heart to hurt people, you can't have the heart to defend people, people's hearts are sinister, many people are so good to face you that they can sell you when they turn around.

The old man was really good for her, but thinking of the precautions in his heart before, Lin Qingyan felt a little guilty, and waited for the blockage in his throat to pass before he spoke: "Thank you, uncle, my surname is Lin, if you don't mind, you can call me Xiaolin, and your little brother can call me sister, or call me Sister Lin, may I ask what you call him, uncle?"

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