Qin Jian slanted towards her, his gaze swept over her face, and looked down.

An Yin's body stiffened suddenly, and she subconsciously looked down, her clothes were neat, except for her face and hands, and she didn't show any skin, and then saw Qin Jian's gaze move back, looking at her eyes, the corners of her mouth were slightly hooked, revealing a wicked smile, knowing that he was deliberately teasing her, her little face sank, she glared at him fiercely, and walked forward quickly.

Bastards are assholes, don't expect him to be a good person.

As soon as I entered the village, I saw the tea shop that Qin Jian said.

A small open-air courtyard is enclosed by a fence made of wooden strips, and two small wooden tables are covered with plastic sheets over their heads to protect them from the rain.

Both the fence and the table and bench have been old and yellowed, which shows that there have been many years, but although the things are old, they are very neatly repaired, which shows that their owners cherish them very much.

An Yin looked at these things made of wood, and couldn't help but think of the small wooden carving doll that Yan Sang gave her, it seems that these things were made by that Yan Sang himself.

The woman in the pantry was a gentle-looking woman, doing things alone in the pantry, her clothes were washed white, but she was very clean and tidy.

The moment An Yin saw her, she intuitively knew that she was Ding Hong, the wife of Yansang.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, it would be hard to imagine that a first-class killer would live such a poor life.

Ding Hong's side is not far from a wooden box, the wooden box is covered with a quilt, lying a four or five-year-old boy, the boy's face is yellow, his breathing is extremely unsteady in his sleep, and sometimes he is so short that he can't breathe.

Every time the child had difficulty breathing, Ding Hong would put down the work in his hand and rush to the wooden box with a worried face to give the child relief.

An Yin doesn't know medicine, but she can also see that the child is sick, and very sick.

Looking at the seriously ill child, and then at the woman with red eyes, An Yin touched the little wooden doll with her hand, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, and she didn't know how to open her mouth and tell her to answer her husband's words

An Yin turned his head to look at Qin Jian, who was holding his arms, his body tilted, and leaned against the wooden door frame without saying a word.

Pose like he has nothing to do with him.

Anyin grinds his teeth, if he thinks it has nothing to do with him, why do you want to come with him?

After the child relieved his breath, Ding Hong turned around, there were tears in the corners of his eyes, and he looked up and saw An Yin and Qin Jian standing at the door of the tea shop, hurriedly wiped their tears, pretended to smile, and came up to ask, "Do you two drink tea?" If you're hungry, there are also tea, eggs, and tea fruits. ”

"The child is sick, why don't you send it to the hospital?" An Yin didn't dare to take out the little doll directly.

Ding Hong looked back at the child, the child was born prematurely and fell into a natural disease, and she and her husband traveled to the ends of the earth, but they could not cure the child.

But if it can't be cured, she doesn't want to say it, and she doesn't want to admit it.

went and poured two cups of tea, "Two, let's have tea." ”

Seeing that Ding Hong avoided the topic, An Yin knew that she didn't mention the child's illness, so she walked to the table and sat down, "Thank you, in addition to tea eggs and tea fruits, is there anything to eat?" ”

After walking down the mountain for several hours, An Yin was hungry.

"Give us four tea eggs."

"Okay."

Ding Hong walked away and fished out four tea eggs, put them on a plate, and put them in front of An Yin.

An Yin looked at the child in the wooden box, "Boss lady, have you heard of Professor Xiang Shaolongxiang?" ”