Lin Qingqing didn't expect that Lin Qian's care for her would continue until now, just like she didn't expect Lin Qian to ask Wang Muyang to take care of her.

Sister Qian's care for people is always unexpectedly deep.

Lin Qingqing took Lin Qian to her favorite hot pot restaurant in the city, and pulled Lin Qian to say thank you while eating, so that the waiters who came to serve the food didn't even look at it.

Lin Qian's doppelganger is eating in the city, and it does not prevent her original body from eating dinner as well.

This afternoon, Mu Henian told Lin Qian about the situation of Mu Xinghe, from life and study to cultivation.

It is said that after going abroad, Mu Xinghe's cultivation has increased rapidly.

"Xinghe told me that she could feel that the aura over there was easier to absorb." Mu Henian is very kind, since it is easy to absorb foreign spiritual power, it must also be enjoyed by the nobles, "Xiaolin, is it that there are too many cultivators here, so the consumption is a bit large?" Or I'll take you on a trip abroad? ”

"The aura in the environment is not so easily consumed." Lin Qian said, "The spiritual power that people can absorb from nature is an extremely small part. The reason why Xinghe feels that it is easier to cultivate is a matter of mentality. ”

Mu Henian nodded, he could also understand that if the distance was far enough, it was equivalent to changing the world.

Mu Henian sighed, there was no one around, and there was no need to hide when he spoke, "In the end, it was my father who didn't protect her." ”

When he said this, he thought that the nobleman would explain a few sentences, but he didn't expect the nobleman to nod in agreement, "Indeed." ”

Mu Henian was silent, even if he had money, he couldn't turn back time.

His self-reproach and remorse are known only to his own.

Mu Henian walked next to Lin Qian, and the two walked slowly along the path in the village, and the pale yellow light pouring down from the street lamp completely covered the moonlight.

Mu Henian raised his head, and his eyes couldn't help but squint when they were illuminated by the light.

Not long ago, it was a simple and natural mountain village, and in less than a year, the location has not changed, but the style has completely changed.

I think that when he first came, he hid his identity in order to survive, and almost everyone in the village he saw at that time had fatigue and hardship written on his face, and the village chief was even more so, with only one greedy word on his face.

At that time, Xialing Village was very much in line with his imagination of the countryside.

It seems that simplicity should be associated with poverty.

Now that the poverty is gone, he feels that the simplicity is gone.

This quiet mountain village has become a tourist attraction, and Mu Henian doesn't know whether to praise the village chief's mind, or sigh that the pension place he is looking for is becoming more and more lively day by day.

Just as they were thinking this, a pair of young men and women with giggling and laughing walked in front of them, holding each other's waists.

"There are more and more people in the village." Mu Henian said, "Lively has the benefit of being lively, and quiet has the benefit of being quiet, nobleman, do you like to be lively or quiet?" ”

Although Lin Qian had been eating, Mu Henian was standing within an arm's length of her, and how could Lin Qian not see his unconcealed emotional changes.

Of course, Lin Qian also knew the intention of his question.

As long as Lin Qian said that he likes to be quiet, Boss Mu is afraid that he will provide a quiet place to live.

It's really unnecessary, so Lin Qian gave such an answer: "I like the usual." ”

"Usually." Mu Henian kept up with Lin Qian's footsteps, and touched these two words in his heart, and the more he tasted them, the more he felt that these two words were very meaningful.

The antonym of ordinary is not abnormal, the noble person means, whether it is lively or quiet, as long as it is not abnormal, in the end, it is noble, that is, there is consciousness.

The two walked to the river, and in the manicured open space by the river, someone gathered around to have a bonfire.

In fact, it is a small brazier.

The village chief said that the surrounding area was full of woods, and the wind direction was changeable, and if the fire was too big, it would be easy to be dangerous, so he made a small brazier, but the price list for charging the venue fee stubbornly wrote that the bonfire was written.

Young people gathered around the small fire, leaning against each other in thick coats, laughing between glasses, as if young souls should be so at ease.

Mu Henian stood by and watched for a while, he mainly accompanied Lin Qian to watch.

His nobleman does not move, and he is willing to accompany the cold wind.

"It's good to be young." Mu Henian said, "At my age, I can't experience the fun anymore. ”

Lin Qian laughed twice, "They can't experience your fun, you go back first, I have to go to get together with young people." "Especially the snacks brought by young people are so novel and attractive.

Lin Qian pretended to be a young man and played with that group of people for about half an hour, and when the things on the table were empty, she used the excuse that the time was not early, and the rural people had a regular schedule, and she had to go back to sleep.

The next morning, the village chief was woken up by the sound in the yard and lifted the curtains to see his wife arranging firewood.

"What are you going to do with that thing?" The village chief was too old to fall asleep after being woken up, so he simply put on his clothes and got up.

"It's all money, why don't you get it back." The village chief's wife sorted out the firewood she brought back from the open space by the river early in the morning.

The village chief complained, "How much money can there be, and it's noisy to death early in the morning." ”

"A bundle of twenty pieces." The village chief's wife said, "You are the village chief, you look down on this money, and you don't even have more than twenty packs of cigarettes in your pocket." ”

"It was all given by others, when did I ever buy an expensive one?" The village chief sat down on the small bench at the door, "Is breakfast ready?" ”

The village chief's wife threw a piece of twig bark over, "It's done, you can eat it." ”

"Whew! Fighting early in the morning, you really are. The village chief put on his cotton shoes, "I'll go out for a walk, don't get it, let's make breakfast first." ”

No matter what his wife complained about behind him, he went out anyway, and he didn't hear it.

Although the village chief is old, he has always had a good stomach, and it is convenient to go to the public toilet, and when he comes out, he feels hungry.

Smelling people's breakfast all the way, the village chief calculated how long his family's breakfast would be good.

Walking and walking, I came to the door of Lin Hong's house.

The door of his house was open, and in the living room sat three tables of guests for breakfast.

The village chief walked in after a lot of confusion.

Lin Hong's wife just came out with cold vegetables, "Village chief, why did you come here early in the morning?" ”

"Walk around, come in and sit at your doorstep."

Lin Hong's wife put down the dishes and led the village chief to sit down by the sofa, "Have you had breakfast?" ”

"Not yet." The village chief took the hot tea handed by Lin Hong's wife, "I'll go back and eat it later." ”

"Why are you going back and eating?" Lin Hong's wife is more generous than Lin Hong, "Just eat at my house." ”

Lin Hong and his wife got up very early, but they bought vegetables, prepared vegetables and made breakfast, and they got up in the morning and were busy until now, and they didn't even have time to drink water.

The village chief was happy not to go back, and ate after a symbolic excuse of two sentences.

Halfway through the meal, the village chief saw a guest who stood up and walked out, it was the tomb robber.

"Eat." Lin Hong saw that the village chief stopped his chopsticks and sandwiched a small fritter for him, "It's all freshly fried, you're welcome." ”

The village chief took the small fritters, "Hey, I told you to keep an eye on that person, did you help me keep an eye on it?" ”

"Hey, what are you staring at him, one writes, and what he thinks about all day long is actually strange things."