As the night fell, Ling Caiwei was lying on the hard bed, her eyes were looking at the roof, Nan Ronglie flashed in her mind for a while, Gan Zhong for a while, and Yan Feiying for a while, and she couldn't figure it out in a mess.

Hu Run, the captain of the guards outside the door, knocked on the door and told her to go out to eat, Ling Caiwei changed her voice and thanked him for his kindness, saying that she didn't want to eat. Hu Run persuaded her twice, and let her go.

She was still lazily lying on the bed, thinking, and she fell asleep after some time.

"Little wild vegetables, small wild vegetables. ”

Ling Caiwei heard Yan Feiying's call and opened her eyes from the fog, Yan Feiying was already sitting on the edge of the bed.

"When did you come in? Did you find out? It's not that you didn't contact you first, but you didn't have a brain. She and he have been natural enemies since childhood, and now they still can't change the way they get along.

Yan Feiying grabbed her arm to check the wound, and sneered: "May I ask who your master is? I don't teach you martial arts to always be vigilant when you sleep? This is fortunate that I came in, if any villain came in, your life would have been whimpering a long time ago! Hey, I said, did your master teach embroidery?"

Ling Caiwei didn't wait for him to finish speaking, and with a move of "Holy Maiden Pinching Flowers", she attacked Yan Feiying, who was gushing endlessly. Although he was caught off guard, he was able to dodge her attack.

Ling Caiwei didn't hit him, and the evil anger in her heart was not gone, and she still chased and beat him endlessly in the house.

Mo Chenyan taught her martial arts and taught her to swim in the water, so that she can be reborn today, no longer afraid of the hardships and dangers of the world, and can face all dangers alone and deal with them calmly. She was grateful to him.

Although when she was around him, she always quarreled with him. scolded him for being a thousand-year-old demon, but she was very protective of him in her heart.

She can scold Mo Chenyan, but no one else can scold her. He must have been beaten all over the ground looking for teeth.

Yan Feiying saw that her moves were getting faster and faster, and she was more and more domineering, worried that the wound would open and affect the healing, but she jumped out of the circle she surrounded with her palm wind and stood on the periphery begging for mercy.

Ling Caiwei rushed over to look for her again, but he had no choice but to pretend that he couldn't beat her. Slap her a few times. Let her get angry, it can be regarded as calming her mood.

"In the future, don't slander my master, you say it once. I'll just hit it once. Ling Caiwei warned him viciously.

Yan Feiying raised her hand and surrendered: "Later." Absolutely not. ”

Childhood. She was often forced by him to admit her mistakes, and now she was able to make Yan Feiying soft with herself, she was a little proud. Xindao: If only my brother could see it. I thought about it again. Fat Qiqi is also good to see this situation. It must be happier than earning money.

After all, defeating one's childhood authority is beneficial in psychological repair.

Ling Caiwei retracted her skills with satisfaction, and when she saw the food he brought on the table, she suddenly sneered, feeling that she was really ashamed of him for those few more palms.

She pretended not to care and opened the fragrant paper bag, which turned out to be six steamed buns made of various small animals. She picked up a hedgehog steamed bun and looked through its belly, which was stuffed with dates and raisins, and when she took a bite, the sweet aroma of the flesh and the softness of the fermented wheat were perfectly combined, and the taste was similar to that made by her mother.

After only one bite, her tears fell uncontrollably. She was afraid that he would see it, so she deliberately turned around and told him while eating: "It's delicious, it's delicious." ”

Yan Feiying kept paying attention to her every move and didn't miss any of her expressions.

She is his lost treasure, and in the future, he will take Ling Wuxian's love and protect her well, whether she wants it or not, he will not walk away.

"You did this?" asked Ling Caiwei knowingly.

Yan Feiying poured a glass of water and handed it to her, nodded and said, "My master's master's master's skill." ”

Ling Caiwei Waner.

Yan Feiying's master is also her mother.

However, her mother only taught him to cook, not to use poison. The Lin family's poison art is only passed on to women and not to men, only inside and not outside. Yan Feiying understands this rule.

The purpose of his apprenticeship is very simple, to defeat the fat man.

Fat Ziqi delved into food, since he met Ling Caiwei, he changed his way to approach her with food every day, this greedy stupid girl couldn't match his bribes, and within a few days, he was as good as the little fat man. I don't like to follow him and pester him anymore.

Only then did he realize that something was wrong.

Once, he saw the little fat man vowing to make her the best food in the world, on the condition that she agree to marry him.

He wanted to rush out and strangle the fat man. However, because Fat Ziqi was surrounded by martial arts masters, he had to grit his teeth and swallow blood.

In the end, what made him determined not to rush away was Ling Caiwei's attitude towards him.

He grew up bullying her. She is more or less afraid and hated of him, with Fat Qi as her friend, the two of them are in tune with everything, and she has long left him behind.

When the seventeen-year-old Yan Feiying suddenly understood her importance to him, it seemed that everything was irreparable.

Since the best food in the world can make her have the urge to marry, then he can do it too.

He pondered for days what the best food in the world was. He asked a lot of people, and everyone had a different answer.

In the end, he really had no choice but to beg Mrs. Ling.

Mrs. Ling has been watching him grow up, treating him as her own child, watching his attitude towards his daughter change from arrogant to accommodating, and understanding that he is finally in love.

Each other, Ling Caiwei has Yan Feiying, Qin Wuya and Fat Ziqi by her side.

Lin Ruoxian secretly observed the three teenagers, and was somewhat biased towards Yan Feiying in her heart, after all, his father Yingqian was a fierce general under her husband, and the two families had been friends for many years, and she also knew his temperament.

Since he had come to her, she was willing to help him.

"The best food in the world is not the delicacies of the mountains and seas, not the dragon liver and phoenix marrow, but the meals made by every mother for her children. Food with a mother's taste is the best food in the world. Lin Ruoxian spoke earnestly to Yan Feiying, and he listened to it with half a doubt.

However, even though he was skeptical, he still studied seriously.

He originally wanted to learn Mrs. Ling's cooking skills and find a chance to compete with the fat man Qi and capture Ling Caiwei's heart, but who knows, the Ling family was wiped out overnight, and even the Ying family was not spared.

That night was the cliff of his life. Since then, he has not heard from her.

Now that God has met again, he just wants to please her.

"I said that I would play a bitter meat trick, and you went to be a master, but you didn't listen to me. Let me see if the wound is deep? When I cut it down, my hands were shaking. I'm afraid that I won't be able to grasp the strength well, so I will waste my hands. ”

He dragged her arm to examine the injury, but saw her mouth stuffed with steamed buns, and the tears on her face were like a river bursting the embankment, almost soaking the human skin mask.

"Silly girl, you can cry like this when you eat a steamed bun. It's not that the guards don't give you food, and you starve to death. He wiped her tears with his sleeve, but she pushed him away.

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We often know how important that person is to us when we lose the most important person around us. However, it has become futile to try to make amends. Fortunately, Yan Feiying still has one more chance.

The best thing in the world is your mother's cooking, even if she mistakes sugar for salt, even if she just makes a bowl of porridge for you. As long as you can eat the food made by your mother, you are the happiest person.

Ask for nothing today. I only wish, never give up.

(To be continued.) )