"Your family has now been separated, don't come to Xixi's side in the future if there is nothing serious. If you're letting me see it, don't blame me for being rude!! ”

Niu Wu glared fiercely at Zhong Revolution's family.

Zhong Xixi pursed her lips slightly beside her.

She naturally knew that Niu Wu was biased towards her side, but Mu Mu was injured, and she still felt that the Zhong family was cheaper when she thought about it.

But it doesn't matter, I'll slowly make up for it later!

Zhong Xixi's family affairs returned to calm, and after Zhong Revolution and his party went back, they were a little unwilling.

It's not lively, the villagers are all scattered, and from time to time there are a few words of abuse of Liu Meimei's family drifting into the distance along the breeze.

No one noticed a tall figure on the side of the house in the old courtyard, which was also walking in the opposite direction.

"He Quhao and I are innocent, and I bought the things myself."

"It doesn't matter anything, how can I spend other people's money to take advantage of other people?"

"I believe he is not a murderer, he is a good man, a person with a good heart and integrity!"

Zhong Xixi's words just now echoed in He Quhao's ears over and over again, and a handkerchief that had been carefully smoothed and folded neatly in the palm of his hand had been compiled into a crumpled ball.

He came over when Liu Meimei's family had just arrived at the height of the dispute.

When I went home to get the plaster for my grandmother, I found that the plaster was sandwiched with Zhong Xixi's handkerchief, and neither of them found it at that time and asked him to take it home.

Originally, I was returning a handkerchief, but I just happened to bump into that scene and heard those words.

The two of them are indeed innocent, and they have never had any relationship, Zhong Xixi is not wrong.

But he sounded indescribably awkward in his heart.

Because you are an irrelevant stranger, can you leave yourself so clean?

Speaking of which, the two of them have experienced a lot of things together, and in the end, they are not even ordinary friends.

That being the case, why did he appear at Zhong Xixi's house at this time, causing a bigger misunderstanding.

Taking advantage of the crowd to disperse, He Quhao also mixed in and went home, but although he came back, his heart seemed to be still outside the courtyard wall of the old house.

"I believe he's not a murderer, he's a good guy......"

If he said that he was a stranger, why did he go out of his way to say good things for him? are in a hurry to clear up the relationship, why do you still say this?

Zhong Xixi's words were like an old-fashioned gramophone, echoing in his ears over and over again, and the handkerchief in his hand was also smoothed out and kneaded into a crumpled ball for a while.

"Forget it, you have to return the handkerchief."

He's a big man, isn't it okay to hold a handkerchief from a little girl?

After repeatedly doing a good job of mental construction, He Quhao took a deep breath and said to his grandmother, and trotted outside the gate of the old house with a handkerchief that had been smoothed again.

When he saw the situation in the courtyard through the gate, he found that Zhong Xixi was staring at the pile of wheat straw under the courtyard wall.

"Zhong Xixi."

He Quhao entered the door calmly, and the first thing he did was to stuff his arm into Zhong Xixi's hand first, "Your handkerchief is caught in the plaster." ”

"Huh?"

"I'll send you back, what are you doing now? Want to fix the roof but don't know where to start? ”

After speaking, without waiting for Zhong Xixi to speak, He Quhao rolled up his sleeves and trouser legs, and neatly packed up the pair of wheat straws.

From beginning to end, Zhong Xixi is like an NPC who doesn't need to answer, just stay here and wait for the player to touch the rules of the game and light up the mission.

"You ......"

From He Quhao entering the door to starting to work, she also made a questioning "um".

What's going on?

Which tendon is wrong with He Quhao? And this handkerchief, he came to deliver a handkerchief, why did it become a roof for himself??

"Zhong Xixi, help me get down the ladder."

"Huh?"

The situation is so wrong, Zhong Xixi nodded with a little dull look on his head full of question marks, "Oh, I know." ”

Maybe it's kind, so you came to help, right?

In the following time, He Quhao was like a major laborer, climbing high and stepping on the baled wheat straw to be brought to the roof one after another.

After filling the leaks, the remaining excess was laid on top of it, and some leaky walls in the house, dilapidated courtyard walls that looked like dilapidated houses, and even light bulbs in the house, were like simply repairing the old courtyard.

And Zhong Xixi just beat her hands from beginning to end, handed something to tie a rope, and the side was related to physical strength, she didn't touch it at all.

"Almost."

As the old saying goes: three years for the new, three years for the old, and another three years for sewing and mending.

After carefully checking around and confirming that there was nothing missing, He Quhao classified the tools he had used, and said goodbye to Zhong Xixi without even washing his hands.

"I'll go back first if there's nothing else to do, if you notice anything else that needs to be repaired, just go home and call me."

"Hey! You wait! ”

This person has helped to work, so he can't let the family do it in vain, Zhong Xixi was about to open his mouth to let him eat.

He Quhao is really resolute, and what he does is surprisingly sharp.

I just said let's go, but the end note hasn't fallen yet, and the long legs have already crossed the threshold.

People have done so much work without making a sound when they enter the door, Zhong Xixi is thick-skinned, and it is impossible for him to be so empty-handed.

After thinking about it, he pursed his lips slightly and opened his mouth to say.

"Isn't there a pheasant in the prey you gave me today, I've already killed and packed up, and I'm going to stew soup, you happen to be here, it'll be stewed in a while, and I'll rest here for a while and wait to go home."

"No, my grandmother can cook at home."

"You don't need to make up for your strong body, what about grandma?"

Zhong Xixi didn't rush to pull the person back with a white face, but calmly took the cleaned pheasant into the kitchen, and said while doing it.

"I'll let you bring it back to your grandmother, the nutritional value of pheasants is higher than that of domestic chickens, and it's good for the elderly to drink some."

If she really wants to stew the soup, according to the ingredients she has now, she can at best ensure that the soup is hot and the meat is cooked, and she can't guarantee that the taste can be easily swallowed.

But she's a woman with a warehouse of tens of billions!

Walking around the kitchen material area in the warehouse, I easily found the kit of ingredients for stewed chicken soup.

Therefore, the stewed chicken soup is exceptionally delicious.

The rich smell of chicken broth wafted out from the lid to the gap.

"Gollum..."

After living for twenty years and growing to such a big age, He Quhao has never smelled the fragrance of anyone's chicken soup so strong.

Just smelling the smell in the air, my stomach sang along with the empty city plan, and the saliva kept secreting in the mouth uncontrollably, making people swallow saliva uncontrollably.

"What's in your chicken soup?"

After He Quhao arrived in this village, he caught all kinds of prey on the back mountain, in order to take better care of his grandmother, he also learned to cook, soup and stew, but he tried many times, but none of them did not have the taste of Zhong Xixi's stewed chicken soup.

"What kind of material is used? The smell is very special. ”

"I've never eaten it before."

It's over, has it been discovered?

Zhong Xixi's heart suddenly tightened.