Lin Xinrong was furious about this, and when he came out of the courtyard, he pointed a gun at a few Lang Zhong in front of him, "You can't do this little thing well, are you all eating together?" ”

A few Lang Zhong knelt down directly in fright, and kowtowed in front of him tremblingly.

"Master, what are you doing outside?"

A gentle voice came from the courtyard, and Lin Xinrong quickly put away the gun, turned around and stepped into the compound.

"How did you get out? Just rest in the house, it's cool outside. ”

Lin Xinrong didn't notice it himself, and his tone became gentle.

Jiang Pengpeng shook his head and chuckled, "I've fully recovered, and it's not Daiyu's weak body, so I'll be fine for a long time." ”

She reached out and handed the tea on the plate to his hand, "This tea was sent by the Paramount sisters, and I don't like to drink these things in a woman's family, so I'll brew it for you to taste." ”

When she raised her hand, her sleeves stepped back, and the obvious scar on her hand appeared dazzlingly in Lin Xinrong's eyes.

She quickly withdrew her hand and pulled her sleeve down.

Such a small action of hers made him feel like there was a thorn in his heart, and he couldn't pull it out.

"I'll find a way to get rid of your scars, even if it's all over the country."

Lin Xinrong's words are more like a promise to her.

She shook her head, rather than being extremely calm, "It's just some scars, I can't get rid of it, anyway, I have long sleeves, and no one can see it?" ”

Immediately, he took her hand and sat on a chair in the courtyard.

"Why haven't you gone out for the past two days, can Adjutant Luo handle it alone?"

Her gentle and soft voice rang in his ears.

"I haven't had anything to do lately, so let's stay home for a few days."

Lin Xinrong felt a little guilty when she asked, before that, it was not because he was too busy all day that he had been away from home, but because he didn't really want to go back to this home.

I don't want to face a woman he doesn't love, mean and dull, except for a mouth full of benevolence and morality, there is no femininity at all.

In front of her, she seems to have changed as if she is a different person, and the smell of books is still there, but she is obviously much more beautiful than the women in Paramount outside, and her temperament is completely different.

Mrs. Lin's story of saving the father and son in this fire suddenly spread in the township and neighbors.

"Ouch, this Mrs. Lin, don't look at the reputation on weekdays, this time I rushed into the fire to save people regardless of the danger of my life, which really makes me admire."

"But isn't it, according to me, how can people not be favored, and how can they not abide by women's morals, if it is really such a person, she would like their father and son to be buried in the fire."

"It's just ......"

Recently, Jiang Pengpeng hasn't seen Lin Hongyi for a long time, but Lin Xinrong is often at home.

This afternoon, Jiang Pengpeng found that Lin Xinrong had been a little absent-minded since the morning, as if he had something to say, but he didn't say it for a long time.

Jiang Pengpeng's mind came to mind the mother and son in the original trajectory, counting the time, I'm afraid they will come.

She walked out into the courtyard with a large piece of tarmac and placed it on his back.

"Why did you run into the yard alone and sit in a daze, the weather is getting cold outside, don't catch a cold."

Lin Xinrong felt a burst of warmth, he turned around and saw Jiang Pengpeng standing beside him, and turned back again,

"Speaking of which, you've been married for five years."

Jiang Pengpeng didn't know why he suddenly said this, but he still nodded and sat down beside him.

"I passed in February that year, and now it's October, and there are still a few months left in five years."

Lin Xinrong pondered for another moment, and finally spoke, "Did I promise you that I would never marry again?" ”

"I don't remember much."