Li Mingyao stood fixedly and looked at the leaves scattered all over the ground.

He didn't know how long he had been standing here, and what he was thinking about had also come to naught in Wang Yi'an's call, and it cracked in an instant.

And no matter how he thought about it afterwards, he couldn't recall what he was thinking in his mind just now, and how he felt in his heart at the time.

"Hurry up, it's time to eat."

Wang Yi'an urged.

Li Mingyao came back to his senses and ran towards the house in response.

The foldable wooden table had long been placed in the house, on which were placed two bowls of porridge and a plate of raw frying, and the oil stains on the fried were still faintly glowing under the background of the morning light shining into the house.

At the door of the house, a little girl waved at Wang Yi'an and left in a jump.

In the bowl is preserved egg and lean pork porridge, which is contained in two slightly yellowed porcelain bowls, with a small pinch of green onions on top, bright red chili oil floating on the porridge noodles, and the fresh and spicy smell and the aroma of the porridge are entangled and diffused in the air, which is particularly appetizing.

After receiving Wang Yi'an's signal, Li Mingyao sat opposite him.

Picking up the bowl with another hand that had not been pumped by Wang Yi'an, Li Mingyao sipped carefully.

The porridge is still hot, and when you drink it, a salty taste spreads first, with a little green onion, and finally a hint of spiciness.

Li Mingyao couldn't help but squint his eyes, and his body, which was originally tense on the ground, also relaxed.

After standing for so long in the cold wind of late autumn, a mouthful of hot porridge at this time can indeed relax people's tense nerves.

And in such a short period of time, Wang Yi'an swallowed all the bowls of hot porridge into his stomach as if he was not afraid of being hot, and only ate one symbolically.

"When you're done, take the bowl to the fried shop opposite, and come back to read the book."

Wang Yi'an took out a notebook from the counter, put it in front of Li Mingyao, and instructed.

"Then eat at twelve o'clock, open the store in the afternoon, remember it, don't forget the time."

When he walked to the door of the room, Wang Yi'an also left a sentence: "The sword can only be placed vertically, not on the ground, this is my rule." ”

After speaking, Wang Yi'an returned to his room, and with Li Mingyao's sharp hearing, he also heard the 'click' sound of Wang Yi'an locking the door from the house.

Li Mingyao was left alone to sit at the dinner table.

Li Mingyao looked at the tempting white porridge and fried rice in front of him, pursed his lips, and ate all the things on the table with three times and five by two.

He glanced at several rooms that could be seen with the naked eye, and realized that there was no kitchen in this small shop.

Helpless, he could only put the unwashed dishes back into the lunch box, and then walked towards the fried fried shop opposite with the lunch box.

Not surprisingly, the owner of this shop is the little girl who just disappeared at the door.

Her parents, to be exact.

It was already eight o'clock in the morning, and there were still a lot of customers eating in the store, and Li Mingyao stood at the door, feeling that he had come at an inopportune time.

"Oh, you're here." The little girl who was sitting at the back of the stage with a single ponytail and was in charge of ordering saw Li Mingyao standing at the door of the store at a glance, and waved at him with a smile.

It was a very infectious smiling face, and anyone who wanted to look at it couldn't help but be infected by this smiling face and become happy, but Li Mingyao's expression looked a little embarrassed.

Because the bowl in the lunch box has not been washed.

"This, Master asked me to send it back."

Li Mingyao pointed to the lunch box he was holding in his left hand and said, "That, there is no kitchen, so the dishes are not washed." ”

"Well, you can put it there first, and I'll clean it up later." The little girl nodded and said with a smile.

Li Mingyao nodded, turned around and prepared to leave.

"Eh, wait a minute!" The little girl jumped out from behind the counter and stopped Li Mingyao.

She held a bottle of ointment in her hand.

"Give it to me." She said.

The tone that cannot be refused is exactly the same as Wang Yi'an.

Li Mingyao licked his lips with some hesitation, but still stretched out his right hand.

I saw that the little girl squeezed out a little crystal clear water-blue ointment, and then held Li Mingyao's swollen pig's trotter-like hand and gently rubbed it.

"Shhhh

Originally, the hand was no longer felt, but with the little girl's movements, a heart-piercing burning pain came out again.

"Grandpa Wang is really right, he is still so ruthless." The little girl muttered dissatisfiedly, but the movements of her hands were much gentler.

"But don't be angry, although Grandpa Wang is not light or heavy, but he is still very good."

Li Mingyao nodded, he glanced at the diners around him, those people were only looking down to eat, and no one paid attention to the situation on the two sides.

"Okay, it won't hurt after a while." The little girl withdrew her hand behind her back, looked at Li Mingyao and smiled.

Li Mingyao shook his hand tentatively, although there was still a little sting, but it was indeed much better than before.

"Indeed, thank you."

"You're welcome, by the way, you can bring this ointment directly, it's a common thing to be beaten as Grandpa Wang's apprentice."

The little girl didn't say anything and stuffed the box of ointment into Li Mingyao and his pocket.

Li Mingyao hesitated a little: "This... Not so good. ”

"It's okay, just come and take care of our business in the future." The girl chuckled.

Li Mingyao licked his lips and could only respond: "That... Thank you. ”

"Well, my name is Liu Qingqing, what's your name?" Liu Qingqing blinked and asked with a smile.

“... Jiang Feng. ”

Li Mingyao is still talking about his own pseudonym.

"Jiang... Maple... That's a nice name. Liu Qingqing's eyes are about to finish their crescent moon.

"Well, thank you."

This girl really loves to laugh.

Thinking like this, Li Mingyao waved at Liu Qingqing, not planning to stay any longer.

After all, he hasn't read the book left by Wang Yi'an, and if he continues to waste time, he is afraid that he will be hit again.

Thinking of Wang Yi'an's lethal iron ruler, Li Mingyao couldn't help but shudder.

From beginning to end, Li Mingyao didn't notice that the fried shop was unusually quiet from the time he went to the time he left.

On this side, Liu Qingqing reached out and snapped his fingers after reaching the counter.

A cold wind blew.

The small shop became noisy again, the store was full of people, and every customer greeted Liu Qingqing with a smile, as if she had sat there the whole time without moving.

Liu Qingqing's father, Liu Yun, a middle-aged man who looked more like a scholar than a cook, suddenly appeared behind Liu Qingqing.

He unceremoniously grabbed Liu Qingqing's ear.

"Shhh

Liu Qingqing shouted aggrievedly.

As if they couldn't see this scene, everyone in the store continued to eat their breakfast with their heads down.

"Hmph." Liu Yun snorted coldly and let go of his hand, "What's the matter, you can't hold it back?" ”

Liu Qingqing covered her slightly reddened ears and rolled her eyes: "How can there be..."

"I reminded you that Wang Yi'an's predecessor on the other side is the benefactor of our family, his apprentice, you had better not think anything crooked."

"I see." Liu Qingqing muttered impatiently, "As for the family, there are only three of us left." ”

Liu Yun glared at her and grabbed her other ear while she wasn't looking.

"Ahh Liu Qingqing screamed miserably, and could only raise his hand to surrender, "I know, I just watch him have fun." ”

Seeing that his daughter became obedient under his own hard persuasion, Liu Yun couldn't help but nod with satisfaction: "She deserves to be my good daughter." ”

He stretched out his hand and rubbed Liu Qingqing's head: "But you also remember, it's okay to play, but don't really be tempted by humans, humans don't have many good things." ”

"I know!" Liu Qingqing gritted her teeth and slapped Liu Yun's hand away, thanks to her father's bad habits, she hasn't grown tall in the past few years!