Mu Nan didn't go to Shanshan's big villa, but followed Jian Zheng back home, of course, this is also her home, and the house was originally registered in her name.

Naturally, the night is constantly tossing and turning.

The next day, it was rare for the wind and rain to stop, Jane was sleeping soundly, and suddenly felt an itch in his ears, and in a daze, he raised his hand and patted it, and the "pop" sounded together, and he was completely awake all of a sudden.

It turned out that Mu Nan got up early and made him breakfast, and then blew in his ear and told him to get up for breakfast.

And Jian Zheng's shot happened to be on her face.

He immediately sat up, stretched out his hands, held her face, and asked softly, "Does it hurt?" ”

She stared into his eyes and shook her head slightly, "It doesn't hurt." Then she lifted her hand and grabbed his hand and rubbed it over her face, and she pouted and leaned forward.

He immediately understood, and pushed his head up, his chin raised, and met her mouth with his lips.

Another hot kiss.

He was picked up and ready to ......

Suddenly, as if she had been electrocuted, she jumped away from the side of the bed and disengaged from him, "Hee-hee, bad guy, want to do bad things again?" ”

"Goblin, don't run away, I'm coming!" Jian Zheng also jumped off the bed, and then hugged her in his arms.

She didn't run away again, but was gently tired in his arms, and said in a low voice, "Not today, it hurts hotly there." ”

He kissed her hair and asked gently, "Is that okay?" ”

"It should be fine, I'll be fine." She raised her fist and pounded him in the chest, "It's all you, it's all you-"

"Well, it's me who is bad."

"Hee-hee, I've made breakfast, let's go wash up first, and then eat breakfast."

He washed his face haphazardly, and immediately came to the table.

I really didn't dare to compliment the breakfast, the boiled whole wheat noodles, with a few yellowed greens floating in it, the clear soup was little watery, and there was no oil at all.

Although Jian Zheng didn't show a disgusted expression, she still began to explain a little self-awarely, "Maybe it's not delicious, because I didn't find oil and other ingredients when I made the noodles, so I just put some salt." Saying that, she was coquettish again, "You can't say that it's not delicious, and you must finish it, giggles-"

"Well, as long as you make it, it must be delicious!" He happily picked up the chopsticks and put them in his mouth, and as soon as he chewed it, his mouth stopped, and two lines of tears flowed out at the same time.

This frightened her, and she immediately asked, "What, what's wrong?" As he spoke, he wiped the tears from his face with the palm of his hand.

He shook his head, blinked vigorously a few times, and then smiled and said, "I'm happy, you don't have to worry." ”

"But it scares me to death," she reassured, "is there a story?" ”

He nodded while eating noodles, "When I was young, I once ran home from playing outside and was tired, and I saw an empty bowl on the table, I climbed on the table and saw some soup in it, so I dipped a little bit of it with my hand and put it in my mouth, it was that sweet feeling, and I immediately held the bowl and licked it." It just so happened that my mother came in at this time, and immediately took the bowl down, and then hugged me and cried, crying so sadly. ”

"Why is she crying?"

Jian Zheng's eyes moistened again, and he suppressed his feelings, "Because that bowl has just been filled with pig food, and what remains in it is pig food." ”

"Oh-" she understood.

"At that time, my family was poor, and my mother would leave me with a little bit of good food at home, but even so, I never had enough to eat. I understand why my mom is crying—"

She stood behind her, pressed his head against her chest, and gently rubbed her face against his hair.

"My mother cried for a while, so she took out the wheat seeds at home, divided a small bowl, and ground them into flour, and then made a small bowl of noodles, but there was no oil at home, let alone other ingredients, so my mother put a handful of green vegetables in the noodles, and put a little salt, and then gave me to eat.

"It was the best noodle I've ever tasted, and I've missed that taste for so many years, but I've never tasted it that good again." He turned his head to look at her, "The noodles you made today made me taste like my mother, thank you!" ”

When he said this, she smiled happily, but when she heard this, she wanted to cry sadly.

Breakfast was finally finished, and she noticed that his expression was different, and several times he seemed to have something to say to her, but finally he held back the words.

She couldn't help it, so she asked him, "What's on your mind?" ”

"Nope!" The answer was very simple, but the mood was not very high.

"Hee-hee, don't lie to me!" She hugged his arm and said, "Let me guess?" ”

"Huh-"

"You look at me," she turned to the front of him, holding his face, "Do you want to see Sister Ling?" ”

He stared into her eyes, then nodded slightly.

"Then why don't you say it, because you're afraid that I'm not happy?" Her hands slid down and wrapped their arms around his neck.

"Hmm." He nodded again.

"Fool," she pressed her face to his, "I have an opinion if you don't look at her." She nudged him gently, "Hurry up and change your clothes, and I'll accompany you later." ”

"Really?" He said excitedly.

"Of course it's true."

He picked her up, then spun around in circles, muttering, "You're so good, you're so good—"

And she kept giggling......

The smell of happiness permeates every corner of the room.

"Ding-dong, ding-dong—" The doorbell rang.

She broke free from his embrace, smiled a little breathlessly and said, "You hurry up and open the door, it should be the courier has arrived." ”

He also stopped, "Yours? ”

"Giggles, it's yours!"

"Mine? What courier? He said as he walked in the direction of the door.

"Just look at it!"

As soon as he opened the door, there was a courier boy standing outside.

"Is this Munan's home?"

He replied, "Yes." ”

"There's a courier here, please sign for it."

"Oh, okay." He took the pen and scratched it a few times, which was considered to be a sign.

He thanked the courier brother again, then closed the door, picked up the big cardboard box from the ground and walked back to the living room.

The carton is large, but not heavy.

She had been standing there watching him receive the parcel, and when she saw him holding the carton and putting it at her feet, she said, "Open it!" ”

"I'm open?"

"Yes!" She smiled mysteriously and said, "You should be happy if you open it and take a look." ”

"For me?"

"Bah, bah-" she patted his mouth lightly with her hand, "you just have to open it, where do you have so many words." ”

"Okay-" He took a knife from the kitchen and cut through the packing tape, looked at the contents, was stunned for a moment, then immediately stood up and hugged her tightly, "Thank you!" His eyes moistened.

It turned out that the cardboard box contained a bouquet of flowers, incense, candles, paper money and other things used for tomb sweeping.

She hugged him back and said sadly, "Sister Ling is so miserable, let's go see her together!" ”

"Hmm!"