"I'm leaving."

He showed his face, and his father's men would soon find him.

Ren Yan clenched the corner of the towel and hung it back on the wooden shelf: "It's okay, the seventh master is out for a day and night, and the family must be very worried." ”

No.

Gu Ting laughed when he heard this, but he was speechless.

packed up the medicine box and wanted to bring it to him, but she wondered if the Gu family wanted anything, and felt that it was unreasonable for her to worry.

"Have dinner, do you want to go again?"

She turned her back to him and pulled at her long black braids, but he seemed to be able to see her earnest eyes, and the ghost made the gods say hello.

"What to eat, are the bamboo shoots good, and some cabbage ......"

Ren Yan muttered and discussed with himself, and walked towards the stove, where there was a wooden frame for stockpiling materials in the corner, and there was a lot of space on it.

She knew that she would stock up on something else, and she secretly regretted it.

"Just as you just said." Gu Tingwen followed up, held the spring bamboo shoots in his left hand and put them in the basket, and solved the problem for her.

He changed into a cotton shirt, his right hand hanging to the ground, and the buttons on his left arm ......

Ren Yan tied it to him easily.

Gu Tingwen had a pair of dark eyes and came to look at her.

She felt that her ears were hot, so she picked up the scoop and scooped water on the bamboo shoots: "Has the seventh master eaten lunch?" ”

"The mochi bun is very good, and the jasmine white fungus soup is also very good."

Not long after she came to Honghentang, she learned ten percent of the taste of the signature dishes, I don't know if he brought his mind to it, and he felt that he had to eat more appetizing than usual.

Ren Yan laughed, but he didn't say anything polite to him: "I also think it's good." ”

Really......

Gu Tingwen smiled again, he had never met such a girl, but he was not disgusted. Her craft is truly excellent, and she needs no humility.

"I didn't eat badly at noon, the pimple cabbage was poured with boiled sweet and sour, and then fried the pickled red pepper urn for half a day, it was very flavorful, not spicy enough!"

But the appearance is pleasing to the eye, coiled into a small and delicate basket, and the red and bright little bell pepper is dropped.

Ren Yan slice the winter bamboo shoots, and cut the long strips with a cross knife, which is quite unfinished.

Gu Tingwen brought a small bamboo chair and sat down in front of the stove: "Flower basket cabbage? ”

"Yes." Ren Yan poked his head forward, "Seventh Master, will you still make a fire?" ”

The Seventh Master not only makes a fire, but also controls the fire just right. Bring the water in an iron pot to a boil, add bamboo shoots and diced mushrooms and radish and cook thoroughly.

Ren Yan looked at the peeled green beans in the bowl in his hand, and also lost them, and praised people casually: "The seventh master is noble in front of the people, and virtuous in the future!" ”

If you can't say two sentences, you will lose your shape.

She smiled and chopped onions and ginger: "It's really a compliment to you, ordinary people don't care about being rich and poor, whether they are gentlemen or not, and they don't want to cook!" ”

"I was young and frail, my mother fostered me in the nurse's house, and before I was seven years old, I also had to herd sheep and make a fire." Gu Tingwen glanced at her with a smile.

"Did the nurse treat you badly?"

"She's been very nice to me." His words were much more difficult, "She was kicked out of her husband's house because she gave birth to a lame daughter, and she worked as a helper, but she never heard her cry of suffering." ”

Ren Yan said: "The nurse is a good woman. ”

"But she is ...... to me after all"

There was a crackle of firewood in the stove, and she didn't hear clearly: "What? ”

"The Gu family was angry with her because I was sick and was locked up for 10 days, and her daughter died because there was no one to take care of her, and she escaped." Gu Tingwen slowed down, "Father killed her!" ”

The chopped green onion fell into the pot, and the splash of oil burned Ren Yan's wrist.

"I let her go, and my father thought she had kidnapped me." Gu Tingwen filled the firewood in his hand into the red chamber, "So, let the ...... run"

"Huh?"

He wanted to say, don't go near the Gu family.

But he couldn't say it, especially at times like this, it seemed too impersonal.

Wait a little longer, wait a minute, wait for Cheng Shi'an to come back.

He handed her over to him, and it was fine.