By the time the little beggar woke up from his coma, he had been placed in a wooden hut abandoned by a medicine picker on the mountain behind the Temple of Mercy and Grace.

The little beggar was lying on a hard wooden bed, covered with a worn-out quilt, and there were a few white steamed buns at the head of the bed, and the small iron pot beside him was boiled gruel, but there was no figure of the little girl and the two maids in the room.

After the little beggar woke up, his first reaction was to look at the unicorn jade pendant he was carrying in his arms, and when he saw that the jade pendant was still hanging on his neck, the little beggar's uneasy face finally relaxed.

Sitting up from the bed with difficulty, the little beggar, who was already hungry, looked at the white steamed buns, and only hesitated for a moment, then no longer had any hesitation to pick up the steamed buns and eat them in a big gulp, because the food was too urgent, and was choked after a few strokes, the little beggar was choked at that time, and immediately threw himself at the small iron pot hanging on the extinguished fire, regardless of the iron pot that was still a little hot, he picked it up and poured a few mouthfuls into his mouth, until he finally felt more comfortable, and then he had to put the small iron pot back againHis hands were also red because of this.

Fortunately, this porridge has been boiling for a while, otherwise, this little beggar is afraid that he will suffer again.

After eating and drinking, the little beggar sat down on the ground and relaxed.

The wound on the little beggar's body has been cleaned up, and the broken place has been medicated, and the deepest wound on the arm has also been wrapped in a silk handkerchief, and a good-looking bow has been tied on it, a cyan cherry blossom that seems to be extremely incommensurate with this silk handkerchief has been reflected in the eyes of the little beggar, and the little beggar reached out and stroked the not very good-looking cherry blossom, his eyes wandered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

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The injury on her back made Luo Qingying not sleep very comfortably all night, and she simply got up early the next day.

Mama Cui came in to take care of Luo Qingying's dress, and when she washed and tidied up, she was still carrying a vermilion lacquer snack box in her hand.

The snack box is carved with exquisite patterns of flowers and birds, and its provenance is printed with gold lacquer on the lid of the food box - "Taste Zhai"!

"Mama, this is?!"

"The old slave was together today, and he saw this thing on the stone table in the courtyard, and he didn't know who put it there, so he hesitated and took it over, so I let Miss take a look."

Luo Qingying glanced at the small food box that Cui Mama put on the table, hesitated for a moment, and then stepped forward to open the box, only to see that the food box was full of a whole box of sugar lotus seeds that seemed to have been soaked in fresh milk.

Seeing the contents inside, Luo Qingying and Cui Mama were both stunned for a moment.

When Luo Qingying was not sent out of the house by Shen Yufeng and sent to that mountain village courtyard, Luo Qingying's favorite food on weekdays was the sugar lotus seeds that tasted Zhai.

The sweet lotus seeds are the most famous in Kyoto, with a hint of bitterness in the sweetness, not the bitter and unacceptable feeling, but a light feeling, giving people a fresh and elegant feeling. Because of this, the sugar lotus seeds sold in Taste Zhai are more expensive than those sold in other places.

Since Luo Qingying left the house and went to the small courtyard of the mountain village, Luo Qingying has never had the opportunity to eat this delicious sugar lotus seed.

Until today, after Luo Qingying returned to the house, she never thought of these things because of these troubles in the house.