Zhang Qian, who was thrown off the cream cake, seemed to be drained of her soul all of a sudden, and sat softly on the floor at the door.

Lin Xing carried a bag of beer and went upstairs upstairs, and was startled when he saw the scene in front of him. hurriedly put down the beer, stepped forward to pick Zhang Qian up, and helped her into the house.

Zhang Qian was just sobbing silently and didn't say anything.

Later, he couldn't stand Lin Xing's repeated inquiries, and he couldn't bear the sudden blows and grievances, so he told the whole thing.

It turned out that when Zhang ** was two years old, Zhang Qian's husband died in a car accident, Zhang Qian was originally only Chinese, has always been a housewife, and there is no way to earn money to support herself and her daughter.

Later, at the instigation of one of her sisters at the time, she had to run to the entertainment venue to do that kind of business.

Relying on this dishonorable profession? , pull her daughter to grow up.

My daughter is older, and I am older, so I can't get along in the field, so I can only rent a cheap old house and change to a more inferior business.

Regarding her career, her daughter doesn't know, because when she was a young lady in the past, Zhang Qian always changed into serious clothes and took off her makeup before going home. And since my daughter was in junior high school, I let her live in school.

Until he did this kind of business, he would go to school every week to see his daughter, and use various excuses to prevent her from returning to "home".

Unexpectedly, that night, my daughter didn't know where to find her address, and she came to see her with a cake......

As soon as Xiao Zhong paid for the meal, he saw Lin Xing walking back with a gloomy face, and asked in surprise, "Your face is not very good-looking, what's wrong?" ”

Lin Xing handed the orange juice to Xiao Zhong and waved his hand, "It's okay, it's too hot and a little dry." Let's drive and take a look at the environment around the school. ”

"Hmm." Xiao Zhong took a sip of orange juice, took out the key and walked out of the restaurant.

The two walked around the university town for more than an hour to familiarize themselves with the surrounding environment before driving Santana back to the downstairs of Lin Xing's house.

"Today's business is over, you can rest at home for a few more days, and I'll call you if there's anything." Xiao Zhong was about to go back to the company to report the situation to Long Bing, so he didn't turn off the car.

"Brother Xiaozhong, I want to ask you something." Lin Xing didn't rush to get out of the car, but pointed to Xiao Zhong's waist and asked, "I remember hearing you say before that your three knives were made by an old blacksmith surnamed Feng. Where's that blacksmith shop? ”

Originally, seeing Lin Xing playing the knife neatly in the morning, Xiao Zhong was a little surprised, and when he heard him mention that he wanted to find a blacksmith shop, he couldn't help but wonder: "Do you want to fight knives too?" That's a bit of a problem, Blacksmith Feng's shop is in my hometown, but it's far away. ”

Lin Xing was a little disappointed, and said absent-mindedly: "Then forget it, I originally wanted to fight a few small things, but now the old profession of blacksmith is long gone in the big city." As you know, those swords and swords sold on the Internet are really useless. ”

Xiao Zhong nodded and said, "That's right, especially for things like knives, the weight must be very accurate, otherwise it can only be used to peel apples." It's a pity that I only have three knives, otherwise it doesn't matter how many I give you. ”

"Well, I'll figure it out myself." Lin Xing knew that the three flying knives were Xiao Zhong's hole cards, and it was impossible to ask him for a weapon to save his life. Shaking his head, he got out of the car.

Seeing Santana drive away, Lin Xing bought a pack of cigarettes in the store and walked into the door of his house.

opened the door with the key, and the situation in the house surprised Lin Xing.

There was an open netbook on the dining table, but the chair fell to the ground, and Zhang Qian was lying on the ground with her eyes closed.

"Aunt Qian, Aunt Qian, what's wrong with you?" Lin Xing ran over quickly, screaming, and picked up Zhang Qian, wanting to take her to the hospital.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Qian suddenly opened her eyes and said weakly: "Ah Xing, you are back." ”

"Hmm. Don't talk yet, I'll take you to the hospital right away. Lin Xing said as he walked out non-stop.

"Don't, don't go to the hospital." When she arrived at the door, Zhang Qian suddenly stretched out her hand to support the door and stopped: "I'm just an old man with anemia, it's no big deal." Just rest for a while and drink some sugar water. ”

"Really?" Lin Xing asked in disbelief.

Zhang Qian nodded effortlessly, raised her hand and rubbed her temples, "Really, I have been to the street health center for examination before, but it is anemia and a little low blood sugar, and there is nothing wrong with anything else." ”

"Oh." Listening to Aunt Qian's words, Lin Xing breathed a sigh of relief. He kicked the door against him, turned and carried her into the couch. Straighten up and go to the kitchen to help her make a bowl of sugar water.

"Aunt Qian, you drink the sugar water first, if you are still uncomfortable, I will send you to the hospital immediately."

Zhang Qian waved her hand, took the sugar water and took a sip, "I really don't have to go to the hospital, I have been sick for many years, just drink some hot soup." ”

"Okay, I'll cook tonight and make something good for you to make up."

"You can also cook?" Zhang Qian couldn't believe it.

"Hehe, you'll know if you'll do it later, wait to try my craft!" Saying that, Lin Xing stood up and walked into the kitchen upside down.

When he was a killer in his previous life, for the purpose of self-protection, Lin Guoyun cooked more by himself in addition to occasionally going to the restaurant. Even if you eat out occasionally, you will be a little scared, and you will always look at the people around you before you move your chopsticks.

This is an occupational disease, and there are many people who have been killed, and they are always afraid of being killed. For this reason, he is no stranger to the kitchen and is not bad at it. Although it can't be compared to the chef of the hotel, it is not a problem to make a few decent side dishes.

The ingredients were bought by Zhang Qian yesterday afternoon, and Lin Xing picked a few of them, and then got busy.

Zhang Qian was lying on the sofa, looking at the busy figure in the kitchen from a distance, and a complicated look flashed in her eyes. stood up, walked to the kitchen door and said, "Ah Xing, let me come, you are a big man who always goes down to the kitchen, what do you look like." ”

"Why are you up? Lie down and rest. Lin Xing, who was washing vegetables, turned around and said unhappily: "What era is it, and men are still inferior to women?" If you don't feel well, lie down and wait to try my handiwork. ”

The outmoded idea that women are inferior to men? Hehe, aren't you ordering me to lie down?

Zhang Qian's face showed a complicated look again, shook her head, picked up the netbook from the dining table, and returned to the sofa.

Her life has changed, in the past, in Zhang Qian's life, the most important thing is probably her daughter Zhang ** and how to make more money.

Now, the man in the kitchen seems to occupy half of her life. Or more than half of it......