Although Ai Qiaoqiao was born in a small family, her father and mother love her very much, and her father is a good skill in cooking, so she has never lost her mouth since she was a child, so her body is also strong.

After three days, you can walk around the field.

However, the arm that was almost broken by the wheels could not be healed so quickly, so it had to be hung with cloth and deck.

She was worried that her injuries were getting better, and that the divine doctor would drive her away at night.

Such a famous miracle doctor, even those high-ranking officials and nobles are difficult to ask him to come to diagnose a pulse, and people with this kind of temper must be difficult to get along with.

She thought so in her heart, so she secretly inquired about the two little boys, Tingfeng and Tingyu.

As a result, the two little boys looked dazed, "The son is good-hearted, how could he drive you away, there is no village or store here, you are a girl's house...... ...... who is dangerous himself"

The first few sentences moved Ai Qiaoqiao very much, but the next few sentences ......

You two little guys are obviously little babies, okay, you actually call me a female baby.

But for the sake of Ye Li's face, she can't deal with these two little guys.

Ye Liyan really didn't drive her away, but all day long he was either reading medical books in the car or closing his eyes to recuperate, Ai Qiaoqiao sat in the car with him and felt like his heart was fried in oil, ten thousand unpleasant.

The speed of the carriage was not fast, and she was a little anxious.

Originally, she thought that Ye Liyu was going to take her to a populated place, but later learned from the two children that the place they were going to was not far from the Sichuan Ridge where she was going.

"How far is Huai'an City from Chuanziling?" Ai Qiaoqiao asked Tingyu about it.

"It's almost an hour on foot, and it's faster by horse-drawn carriage." Listen to the rain road.

Ai Qiaoqiao was talking to Tingyu while watching the wind hurriedly throw vegetables into the small pot, and the splashed hot water scalded him straight back.

"Did you make this soup?" Ai Qiaoqiao shook her head, sure enough, it was a little baby, followed by a miracle doctor with a strange temper, I was afraid that these two little guys would also suffer a lot.

Tingyu glanced at Tingfeng, and shook his head as Ai Qiaoqiao, "How many times have I told you, the dishes should be cut finely, Childe has a poor appetite recently, and you still cut it like this, so that Childe has no appetite when he looks at it." ”

"How much thinner do you cut than I do?" Listening to the wind, his eyes widened, and the little blush baked by the wood fire was like a big lantern.

Two little guys, you say a word, I say a word, Ai Qiaoqiao reluctantly took the spatula and stirred the soup in the pot.

It's been a few days since she's been listening to the wind and rain, and it's easy for her to figure out their temper.

Tingfeng is one year older than Tingyu, and he is anxious and a little nagging, but he is brave and loyal in serving the divine doctor and leaving the night.

In contrast, Tingyu is more careful, although he is a little timid, but he is also a pure character.

The carriage stayed in the wilderness, and she had to take turns cooking every night listening to the wind and rain, Ai Qiaoqiao was unable to move before, but now she can also walk, and she is embarrassed to eat their cooking for nothing.

"I'll help later." She proposed.

"This can't be done, our son doesn't eat what other people make." Listen to the wind and refuse.

Ai Qiaoqiao secretly stuck out his tongue, "Why, is he still afraid that others will poison him?" ”

She meant to be joking, but as soon as she said this, the two boys all changed their faces and turned their heads to look at the carriage.

Ai Qiaoqiao also turned his head, only to see that Ye Liyan didn't know when he got out of the carriage, standing in purple clothes against the wind, just standing there, he looked so elegant.

I don't know if he heard what he just said......

Ai Qiaoqiao couldn't help but ask a little weakly: "It's so late, where is the son?" ”

"Convenient." The night left the dead lightly and dropped two words.

Ai Qiaoqiao's face turned red to the base of her neck.

God, put her mouth away, this mouth owes, just ask this more!