After returning home, Zhao Huaijin dried his clothes and said to Hua Muyue, "I'll go out for a while." ”

"Then I'll boil shredded mushroom and chicken porridge at noon, and I'll wait for you to come back and eat it together." Hua Muyue didn't ask him where he went.

Seeing that Zhao Huaijin was about to object, Hua Muyue hurriedly spoke: "I've been suffocated to death for the past few days, how can I be so delicate." Otherwise, I won't let you out. ”

Hua Muyue pretended to be angry, Zhao Huaijin didn't know where she was, and said softly: "Okay, if you want to do it, just do it, I'll help you wash the dishes." ”

"Okay." Hua Muyue's heart was slightly warm, Aunt Lin couldn't stand the cold, use cold water, and this person remembered it.

After Zhao Huaijin helped wash the ingredients to be used, he went back to the house and didn't know what he took, so he explained to Hua Muyue and went out.

Chicken, shiitake mushrooms and some other dishes, all sent by Lin Anping yesterday, they are all fresh, this kid went hunting again.

Hua Muyue soaked the rice in advance. The chicken is cut into thin strips, the shiitake mushrooms are cut into thin slices, the green onions are cut into small rings, and some ginger is chopped.

After the ingredients were ready, Hua Muyue started to cook porridge.

Zhao Huaijin on the other side walked to a secluded woods and stopped, and after a while, a beautiful woman in blue came over.

The woman was dressed in blue clothes and was very beautiful, and her face seemed to be smeared with a touch of rouge, obviously dressed up carefully.

The woman's face was full of shyness, her eyebrows were smiling, and her joy was overflowing.

"Brother Zhao, you let people spread the word to find me! Did you hear about it and didn't want me to go? ”

"Don't want you to go?" The corners of Zhao Huaijin's mouth raised with a cold smile, as if he had heard a very funny joke.

"Brother Zhao?" Lin Xiahe twisted the handkerchief in his hand, a little flustered.

"Miss Lin, the fact that my mother and I didn't care about it doesn't mean that I forgave you. I will never forgive the thing of pushing the lady into the water! There are some things I will say again, I, Zhao Huaijin, am only happy with Hua Muyue in this life, you don't have to waste time on me anymore. Zhao Huaijin looked at Lin Xiahe, his eyes were indifferent.

Lin Xiahe's body shook when he heard this, biting his lip desperately to prevent himself from crying.

"Brother Zhao, you misunderstood, I don't dare to think anything wrong about you."

"There is no best, you are safe, I can look at the past in front of the lady and don't care, after all, she is soft-hearted, I will take her heart."

Lin Xiahe is unwilling, she is soft-hearted? She's kind? Am I guilty of ten thousand deaths? Obviously, the person who Aunt Lin intended to be was me, why did you want to marry her?

"Remind you, Da Niu is honest, if you have no intention of him, please don't provoke him!" Zhao Huaijin looked at Lin Xiahe's serious tone, and his eyes were full of warnings.

Lin Xiahe's body staggered, his expression was flustered, and he hurriedly defended, "Brother Zhao, you misunderstood, I have nothing to do with Da Niu, I didn't provoke him, I didn't, you believe me." ”

"Have you provoked him, you know best in your heart, as for whether you believe it or not, what do you have to do with me?" Zhao Huaijin said coldly to Lin Xiahe.

Lin Xiahe was in a hurry and wanted to grab Zhao Huaijin.

Zhao Huaijin dodged and dodged her touch, his voice was full of anger, "Miss Lin, please respect yourself!" ”

"Brother Zhao..."Lin Xiahe's voice was choked.

"I wonder if you know these people?" Zhao Huaijin stared at Lin Xiahe with a faint expression, and took out a few pieces of drawing paper from his arms after speaking.

Lin Xiahe stopped choking when she heard this, and looked over, but the moment the paper was spread out, her body was trembling slightly, her eyes were full of horror, and her fingers were clenched and her nails were embedded in the flesh without realizing it.

A man on the paper, with a scar on his face and fierce eyes, was really one of the hooligans Hua Muyue met in the town.

Lin Xiahe desperately kept his composure, and there was no panic on his face when he raised his head, but he was full of surprise, "Brother Zhao, who is this person?" ”

"Oh, you don't know." Zhao Huaijin looked at Lin Xiahe, with a suspicious look in his eyes.

Lin Xiahe smiled, "I really don't know." ”

"It's best if you don't know, but if someone hurts the lady in the slightest, I will let that person be buried with me!"

The fierceness in Zhao Huaijin's eyes made Lin Xiahe's heart tremble.