Peach Blossom Village is not big, what happened at noon, Zhang Cunzheng soon got the news, he was worried, and in the evening, he came to the Song Mansion after class.

Standing outside the school, looking at the children who were obediently packing up their things and preparing to return home, a flash of relief flashed in his eyes.

They were still leather monkeys before entering school, and after this year of study, they have made great progress, not to mention anything else, which seems to be really sensible and stable.

"Muramasa also heard the news? Let's go inside. ”

Zhang Cunzheng looked at the young man who turned around and walked towards the inner courtyard, and hurriedly followed.

Along the way, he endured and endured, and when he saw the other party sitting down on a chair in the courtyard, he finally couldn't help but ask, "Mr. is really ready to leave?" ”

"Please, tea." Mu Qingfeng did not rush to answer the other party, but poured a cup of tea elegantly and pushed it towards him.

If Luo Yang saw this scene here, I was afraid that even his jaw would drop in shock, when would a young man who was always cold to outsiders take the initiative to pour tea for an ordinary old man?

Did he pour it for his father once?

Zhang Cun was holding up the teacup, but he didn't have the heart to drink it, thinking that he had worked hard to find it for so long, but no one looked down on a small village and didn't want to come here to be a gentleman.

Until he accidentally learned the news of this young man, he just had the mentality of trying, visited the door, and said about it, but he didn't expect the other party to agree like this.

I still remember his mood at that time, as if he was in a dream, but now it seems that the reason why he heard the news at that time may have been arranged by this young man, right?

Tired of family strife? Want to live incognito? But after all, he was discovered by his family and had to return to his original extravagance, but he was deceitful to live?

Mu Qingfeng would never have imagined that he was just pouring a cup of tea, and the other party had arranged such a big drama for himself in his heart?

"Even if the village doesn't come, I was originally going to come to the door tomorrow to talk to you about it, and the next morning, I will leave here and return home."

Zhang Cunzheng sighed in his heart, sure enough, it was just as he guessed.

But he still held on to a glimmer of hope, and asked expectantly, "Can you come back after the year?" ”

Mu Qingfeng shook his head: "Don't worry, although I won't come back, I have already arranged a candidate for the school to take over, and it will not delay the children's studies." ”

Obviously, he is not very old, but when he says this, it will not make people have a trace of disobedience.

Zhang Cunzheng breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but he was still a little reluctant, there is also a difference between this lifting person and lifting people, can it be the same as lifting people in the year of the weak crown?

But he also knew that it was already very good to have such a result, so he thanked the other party with his hand: "Thank you, sir, for reading this, the old man has thanked him here......"

Zhang Cunzheng left with some regrets, Mu Qingfeng didn't stay in the school for long, and soon left here and walked towards the Ye family's new house.

In winter, it always gets dark very early, but in the middle of the unitary time, the sky is already dark.

Mu Qingfeng walked alone on the dirt road, the cold wind blew by his side from time to time, and the trees on the side of the road shook their branches, making a "squeak" and "squeak" sound.

He suddenly stopped, looked up at the stars above him, and his face was covered with a light veil of moonlight, revealing a hint of hazy meaning.

I wonder if that girl will miss herself after she leaves here?

Such a thought suddenly popped into his mind, would? Or won't? Should be...... It won't be, right?

He was so focused that he didn't even notice the sound of footsteps walking in, and the warm orange light.

"Sir, but it's too dark for you to see the way? Fortunately, I thought of this a long time ago, and specially brought a lantern to pick up Mr. over, let's go? ”

Ye Hao showed him the lantern with a slight expression, and said with a smile.

Mu Qingfeng's narrow phoenix eyes watched, her cheeks were dyed by the candlelight, and fell on the head of the bag that shook as she spoke.

Suddenly stretched out his hand and stroked it quickly, the coldness and loneliness in his eyes dissipated, turning into warmth: "Well, let's go." ”

"Ah, my hair? Lang Jun, don't you know that a woman's hair can't be rubbed at will? ”

Ye Hao was stunned for a moment, and then reacted in a hurry, do you know how hard she spent combing this bag?

In her previous life, she could do a lot of things, and her hands were dexterous, but she couldn't braid her hair, and this was the same in this life.

Every morning she combs her hair, and she has to spend her old nose strenching.

Mu Qingfeng didn't respond to her words, he silently shook his palm, and there seemed to be a soft touch in his palm.

"Lang Jun? Pimp? Do you hear me? ”

Ye Hao stretched out her hand and shook it in front of his eyes, seeing the other party's obviously distracted look, she pursed her lips, young man, you can't do this.

Fortunately, you are with me now, if you return to Jingzhao, you are still as defenseless against other women as you are now, and you can't tell when you will be taken advantage of.

Forget it, thinking that he is about to leave, she won't care about these things with him, he may just be reluctant to himself?

Seeing that she was about to walk to the gate, she thought for a while, and suddenly a sentence popped out of her mouth: "Lang Jun, if you go back to Jingzhao, you must protect yourself." ”

Mu Qingfeng stopped and looked at her, could it be ...... She knew that she would face the danger she would face when she went back this time?

"You know?" Thinking so, he asked.

Ye Hao blinked in confusion: "What do you know?" ”

After saying this, she seemed to hear the laughter from the courtyard, and a smile appeared on her face: "Mother's meals are ready, Lang Jun, let's go in quickly." ”

As soon as the words fell, the man had already stepped through the gate and walked inside.

Mu Qingfeng behind him shook his head amusedly, he was thinking too much, but.... If so, what does she mean by that?

The Ye family's meal tonight is very rich, but considering that it is already night, if the food is too greasy, it is difficult to restrain it, so the dishes on the table can be described as a combination of meat and vegetables.

Braised bamboo shoots with mushroom meat sauce, crispy and crispy fish, steamed fish, cold salad, chicken stewed potatoes, steamed pumpkin, vinegared cabbage, stir-fried yam, and fungus tofu and winter melon soup.

The staple food is the potato cake made by Ye Hao, and the rice and pumpkin porridge, which is not unhearty.

Xing, who was at the door of the main house, saw Mu Qingfeng and immediately beckoned to him enthusiastically: "Mr. is here, come in and it's cold outside, the food is ready, you go in and we'll eat." ”

In the face of such a warm greeting, even Mu Qingfeng's temperament has always been cold, and he felt a trace of warmth at this time.

He smiled slightly, and obediently followed the other into the room........