We rushed to Qinghe Town in the direction pointed by Xiao Dong, and Xiao Dong's mother-in-law told us not to be in a hurry, saying that this village was only four or five miles away from Qinghe Town, and we would be able to reach it soon by foot.

Murong Chuan has not been calm since he saw Manzhu Sawa in the corner of Xiao Dong's house, and he can't wait for a moment, so he has to set off to Qinghe Town immediately to meet the three-life girl in Xiao Dong's mouth.

It's not that I can't understand the reason why Murong Chuan is so anxious, Manzhu Sawa is also known as the other side flower, it is said that this flower is a flower that blooms on Huangquan Road, and now this flower is actually blooming in the courtyard of mortals, how can Murong Chuan not be anxious. I just think he's making too much of a fuss, and according to Xiao Dong's description, the three-life girl doesn't look like a vicious monster.

The village was indeed very close to the town of Qinghe, and it only took a quarter of an hour for us to reach the town. Murong Chuan wanted to inquire directly about the Sansheng girl, but was stopped by Song Yunjing. He thinks that we should find a good place to rest first, we don't know anything about the three-life girl, and everything should be considered in the long run. I was impressed by such an orderly Song Yunjing, and for the first time in my life, I felt that Murong Chuan was a little reckless.

The residents of Qinghe Town told us that there was only one inn in Qinghe Town and it was so small that we had no choice. After going around for a long time, I saw the inn in a remote alley. As the sky gets darker, the roadside shops and stalls are lit with lanterns, which stretch and flicker. In the dim light, a lonely inn sits at the end of the alley.

The size of the inn cannot be described as small, it is simply small and cannot be smaller. The signboard is a rather old wooden horizontal plaque, according to the rare Chen Ji Inn four words, not that I am illiterate, but the handwriting is blurred and faded is really difficult to read. There are many varieties of flowers and plants planted outside the door, and most of them have withered and barren in the autumn wind. Almost all of them are chrysanthemums, but there are many varieties of colors.

As the name suggests, the owner of this inn is surnamed Chen, and the inn was built by the couple by vacating a few of the houses they live in. When we entered, Boss Chen and his wife were taken aback, it should be that there had never been so many guests in the house, and there was an eight or nine-year-old boy squatting on the ground playing with stones at the table, chubby like a little Buddha.

Boss Chen hurriedly dropped the work in his hand, wiped his hands on the short placket and greeted him, with a little embarrassed expression on his face, "Are a few distinguished guests here to stay?" The house is small, and there are piles of debris everywhere, so don't mind. ”

Murong Chuan smiled slightly: "It's okay, we often sleep in the open, and now we can't ask for a sheltered place to sleep." ”

Boss Chen smiled at us: "That's good, that's good." Tian Niang, you can take a few guests to the back house, I will carry out the quilts that have been dried this summer and spread them, and by the way, boil some hot water for a few more guests. ”

The proprietress who was sewing clothes said 'oh', put the clothes on the stool beside her, picked up the oil lamp on the table and got up and said, "A few guests, please come with me." ”

The guest rooms are a few rooms behind the main house, the area is not large, and it is rare to be clean and tidy. I live in the innermost one, the proprietress is a kind person, help me with the quilt and everything, and specially told me to tell her what I need, especially some inconvenient things that girls need. Although I didn't know what she meant, I thanked her sincerely.

During the day, my feet were very sore due to the constant hurry, so I climbed into bed and slept after soaking my feet in the hot water boiled by the owner's house, and had a good night's sleep. Even the thing called the three-life girl I completely forgot about it.

When the second **** got up, it was already on the rise, and Boss Chen and his wife were honest people, and they had to wait for everyone to arrive before they were willing to eat. Given that I woke up late, they waited longer. Song Yunjing leaned into my ear and told me that Xiaopang, that is, the fat boy I saw playing with stones last night, was scolded by Boss Chen and his wife, and the child got up hungry in the morning and kept making noise to eat, but Boss Chen and his wife had to wait for me to get up before they could eat, so the child who was making trouble to eat was taught a lesson. I cautiously glanced at the aggrieved little fat squatting at the table with tears in my eyes, feeling guilty, and silently swore in my heart that I would get up early tomorrow, and I couldn't let the child go hungry.

Chubby was a child with a real heart, so I rubbed over and coaxed him a couple of words, then broke into tears and laughed, and sat down at the dinner table with me. The proprietress brought four bowls of steaming noodles, sprinkled with many green onions and submerged bamboo shoots, smelling the aroma and making people appetite. It's just that......

Song Yunjing saw me looking at the big bowl of noodles in front of me expressionlessly, chuckled, and slowly put the bowl of noodles in front of Xiaopang, "This bowl is Chubby, yours is still behind." ”

I looked at Song Yunjing in a daze, not understanding what he meant. The proprietress who went back to the kitchen brought out a large porcelain bowl and placed it in front of me. I looked down, and it wasn't noodles, it was a big white wonton lying in a bowl in different postures. Not only me, but everyone except Song Yunjing was stunned for a moment.

The proprietress smiled and said: "Song Daochang got up in the morning and saw me washing green onions, and after hearing that I was going to cook noodles, he specially asked me to make some other food for Miss Dongge, saying that the girl has a picky mouth and doesn't like to eat noodles." ”

I looked at the wontons in the bowl and retorted in a low voice: "Boss, you don't have to work hard, I can cook anything." The proprietress nodded and smiled, "Okay, I'll make noodles for the girl for as long as she lives here." ”

I subconsciously looked up at her with a surprised expression. The proprietress laughed, and I realized that she was teasing me, and smiled embarrassedly.

Chubby looked at my bowl full of wontons with envy, and I smiled slightly and slipped a few into his bowl. Chubby looked at me blankly and said loudly, "Thank you." I patted him on the head and motioned for him to eat quickly. He was no longer polite, and hurriedly picked it up and sent it to his mouth, and he couldn't help but get burned and smirk at me.

I glanced at Song Yunjing, who was eating noodles, and said awkwardly, "Did you hear what Xiaopang said just now?" ”

Song Yunjing looked up at me with a deep gaze, and shook his head for a while.

Fatty heard me mention his name, and looked at him in confusion as he bit the wonton. Seeing that I was not talking to him, I buried my head in silence and ate.

It's not a difficult thing to say thanks, but the object of this thank you is Song Yunjing, which surprised me a little. In my opinion, Song Yunjing, a little Taoist priest, always plays against me, he refutes what I say, and likes to tease me, so I am extremely unaccustomed to him being so intimate occasionally.

I whispered, "Didn't you hear me?" Chubby's voice is so loud. ”

He took a sip of noodles and raised his eyebrows helplessly, "I really didn't hear what he just said?" ”

I said, "Thank you." ”

After the words blurted out, I suddenly felt that something was wrong, and raised my eyes to look at Song Yunjing, who was sucking his face into a loud sound, and he nodded thoughtfully: "No thanks." ”

The corners of my mouth twitched, and I was tricked by this stinky Taoist priest again, so I said how could he be so kind, the sun is going to hit the sunrise in the west.