The number of people who came to support Xingcun this time was not large, including Ning Jianjiang Jingnan, there were only fifteen people in total. However, after all, they had come to help, and the villagers were so excited that they even prepared a bonfire party that would only be held once a year during the New Year's holidays.

"I heard that the party will start at seven o'clock tomorrow night, so let's go back the day after tomorrow." Gu Jiayin skillfully stir-fried the vegetables in the cauldron, and couldn't imagine that she was a girl who didn't touch the spring water with her fingers more than two months ago, and now she was able to take charge of the kitchen on her own.

Ning Jianjiang and Jing Nan's faces were not easy to describe since they entered the house, and they may have lived for decades for the first time in a real sense to see what it means to be a family with four walls. The kind of scene that can only be seen on TV is really displayed in front of you, and the impact should not be underestimated.

"Brother Jian, is Yueyue awake?" Song Miaomiao was clumsily cutting vegetables while busy looking back at the girl in Ning Jian's arms.

Ning Jian shook his head and moved cautiously to get closer to her, as if he was walking fast enough to wake up the sleeping little man.

The man did such a cute thing with an unchanged poker face, such a scene that Song Miaomiao had never seen in more than 20 years, and unconsciously lost his mind, and when the knife in his hand fell, it cut Song Miaomiao's hand that Song Miaomiao didn't have time to retract.

She exclaimed, watching a bead of blood quickly rise from her fingertips, and before she had time to think about what to do next, a tall figure pressed her, and the next second her fingertips were wrapped in a warm and slippery piece, and something warm and soft gently slid across her injured fingertips, the wound was touched, and the pain was accompanied by bursts of numbness that instantly spread throughout her body, and her body twitched as if overpowered.

Gu Jiayin instinctively raised her head when she heard the exclamation, and in front of the board a few steps away, the man lowered his head and held the girl's injured fingers in his mouth, and his right hand held the girl's wrist tightly, forcing her to lift up slightly, and in the crook of his left arm was Yueyue, who was sleeping unconscious.

The faint light in the room shone dimly on the faces of the two people, making it impossible to distinguish their expressions for a while, but the four big characters inexplicably floated into Gu Jiayin's heart.

A family of three.

As soon as this thought flashed, Gu Daxihua couldn't help blushing, clearly knowing that Song Miaomiao liked Ning Lian, at least in the past four years of college, she had shown this, but after getting along for just a few hours today, she was surprised to find that there was an inexplicable ambiguous atmosphere between the two people.

Compared with Gu Jiayin's flustered confusion, Jiang Jingnan, who knew the details, was much more emotionally restrained, but because he knew the whole story, he was the most blinded now, when did the two get better? When did Ning Jian, who had an indifferent expression and didn't care about anything, panic for such a little injury as someone else, and go straight to the mouth?

It is difficult for him to open his mouth to speak, this mouth is ...... He simply couldn't imagine it.

Finally came back to her senses, Song Miaomiao's cheeks were bloodshot and her heart was like a drum, she retracted her hand in a panic, and she didn't dare to look at other people's expressions and hurriedly ran outside, and while running, she was still talking about going to the next door to borrow some plates for vegetables.

Ning Jian licked the blood that belonged to her at the corner of her mouth, and her eyes reflected the terrifying waves.

He glanced thoughtfully at the sharp kitchen knife on the board.