Mu Changhong came out of the heavenly number, turned around and entered the ground number. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"It's over?" Xuanyuan Kong (Miao Shou Kong) sat at the table and made tea and asked.

"It's over. You can easily take two days, and act when the fog clears outside. Mu Changhong twisted his neck, took a sip of the freshly poured tea, "You still don't plan to join the gang?" ”

"Not intended." Xuanyuan Kong also picked up the teacup, "Bai Xiaosheng wants to be neutral!" Friendship is friendship, money still has to be earned! If you join the gang, you have to do voluntary labor, NONONO~"

Regarding Xuanyuankong's statement, although Mu Changhong didn't believe it, he couldn't say anything, he had been stubborn since he was a child, and he couldn't persuade him to come back from making a good decision.

"When are you going to be back in the team?" No longer entangled in the problem of whether to join the gang, Mu Changhong changed the topic, but the effect was not very good.

Xuanyuan paused with his empty hand, lowered his eyes to hide the gloom in his eyes, "Let's talk about it." "At the very least, after finding her, the person he lost must be found by him himself.

After reining in all his emotions, Xuanyuan Kong turned back into the prodigal son who didn't care about anything, "Eh, seriously, how is the girl you mentioned two days ago~ how's it going?" ”

This will change Mu Changhong was silent, and it took a long time before he replied, "I just met." ”

Just met...... Know...... Know......

Well.

It's nothing.

Calm......

――――I am the dividing line where time flies――――

It has been five days since Lin Qingran handed over the task, and three days ago, the fog outside the city began to spread again, and it was pressed to three miles outside the city.

Lin Qingran went to the City Lord's Mansion again after discovering the abnormality, and after learning that it would be solved soon, he went to the library to read books with confidence. Sure enough, after lunch today, the fog outside the city gradually dissipated, although it was not fast, but it could be seen that the situation had improved.

Moreover, there is good news from the City Lord's Mansion that the people who were poisoned before have been successfully detoxified, so everyone can rest assured.

For a while, the residents of the floating city cheered, and although the fog was still there, all the situation was improving.

After another two days, the fog outside the city completely receded, and only vaguely you could see that there was still a heavy fog near Qianren Mountain, but it did not hinder everyone's life.

As soon as the fog cleared, Lin Qingran set off back to Zhaojia Town, and she still couldn't rest assured that Zhao Butcher and his wife in Zhaojia Town.

Along the way, Lin Qingran rode a horse to avoid the monsters along the way, tried not to enter the attack range, and rushed back to Zhaojia Town as quickly as possible.

At this time, Zhaojia Town is very quiet, there are no people on the streets, and players only occasionally meet a few.

Lin Qingran collected the horse and came to Zhao Butcher's house with ease. The gate of Zhao's house was closed, and the courtyard was also very quiet.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Lin Qingran stepped forward and knocked on the door, "Uncle Zhao!" Auntie! At home? ”

After shouting several times in a row, there was some movement in the courtyard. Someone opened the door and approached the door.

"The one in charge seems to be Ling'er." Because of the mage's high mental power, Lin Qingran seemed to hear Aunt Zhao's voice.

"I sound like that. Don't worry, I'll ask first. "Well, this is Uncle Zhao.

"Who are you?"

"It's me, Ling'er!"

After a while, the door opened, Uncle Zhao and Aunt Zhao were standing in the door, Aunt Zhao was excited when she saw Lin Qingran, and hurriedly pulled her into the yard, Uncle Zhao looked left and right, and closed the door after finding that there was no one else.

"Ling'er, why did you come back?" Aunt Zhao was nearly four months pregnant and had begun to show her pregnancy, so Lin Qingran hurriedly helped her into the house to rest.

"The road was closed by fog two days ago, and I was worried about you, so I could only wait for the fog to clear before coming over." Helping Aunt Zhao to sit on the stool, Lin Qingran said, "There has been nothing wrong with it in the past two days, right?" Did the fog reach the town? Are you alright? ”

"It's okay, it's okay, we're all fine. But you, the fog has just lifted, what if it fogs up again when you come? What should you do if you encounter some danger in the wilderness? Aunt Zhao took Lin Qingran's hand, looked at it carefully, made sure that Lin Qingran was really fine, and said with a little complaint.

"Alright, alright." Lin Qingran leaned his head on Aunt Zhao's shoulder, "I know it's wrong, next time it's not like this, I promise!" ”

At this time, Butcher Zhao also came in. "Okay, don't say it, Ling'er is from the rivers and lakes, and she knows these things in her heart. Ling'er must be tired all the way over, I'll go order the whole dish and have a good meal later! With that, Butcher Zhao packed up his things and went into the kitchen again.

"Auntie, are you making clothes for the child?" Quietly sticking out his tongue, Lin Qingran saw the unfinished embroidery on the table.

"yes. Make him some little clothes, and when he is born, he will be too busy to do it. With that, Aunt Zhao took the embroidered cloth and continued to embroider.

The sky that dispersed the fog was exceptionally refreshing, and the sunlight shone in through the window, Lin Qingran looked at Aunt Zhao who seemed to be gilded with a layer of gold under the sun, and her thoughts couldn't help but deviate.

Did your mother do something similar back then?

In the sun, prepare clothes for the unborn child.

When his thoughts were chaotic, Lin Qingran thought for a moment, plus the previous life, eight years have passed, why can't he still help but think about something that shouldn't be thought about? Then, in the chaos, he continued to fantasize about what had happened before he was born.

"Ling'er? Ling'er? Aunt Zhao's voice pulled Lin Qingran back from the empty state.

"It's time to eat." Seeing that Lin Qingran, who had just come back to her senses, was still a little dreamy, Aunt Zhao couldn't help pinching her face, if only her own child were so cute.

"Auntie~" Lin Qingran, who was sneak attacked, looked at Aunt Zhao helplessly.

"Alright, let's go eat." Aunt Zhao withdrew her hand, pretended that she hadn't done anything, and pulled Lin Qingran to the dining table.

"Dishes are all together! Come, come, eat. Ling'er girl, how about tasting the food that Uncle Xinxue tastes like? Uncle Zhao came out with a large tray, and plates of dishes were placed on the table, and after a while, the table was full.

Lin Qingran was a little helpless, "Uncle, don't cook so many dishes next time, we can't finish a few of them, what a waste." "A table full of dishes, where can three people eat all?

"Hey...... All right! It's rare for Ling'er girl to come here, your aunt hasn't been sick to her stomach in the past two days, and as soon as my uncle is happy, he can't help but do more. As he spoke, Uncle Zhao patted his chest, "Don't worry, our family is not short of this little money!" If you like it, you can eat it! ”

Looking at Uncle Zhao's expression of "I am rich and I am willful", Lin Qingran couldn't say anything more.

After eating lunch for a long time, the three of them stopped chopsticks.