[We still need you to suffer a lot of trouble for the meals after us, you look at picking some valuable jewelry to pawn for some money, you can't just give us good food, you also have to eat better. 】

[I'm going to sneak out and send you a recording, it's almost time to go in, uh... Bye? 】

...

"Poof~" Xia Ning couldn't help laughing, and suddenly felt that he was very cute and swollen, what should I do?

Originally, I was quite moved by the words in front of me, that is, the kind of person who can understand your efforts and respond to your kindness, so that you can clearly perceive that you are not a single straight line.

This feeling of two-way response is really heartwarming, and since the death of my grandmother, it seems that this is the first time that anyone cares about whether they have eaten well and whether they have enough money.

But listening to the last slightly cute 'bye-bye', the little touch wrapped in her chest, and it was gone, and this ending sentence was what she used to blurt out at the end of the recording, but I didn't expect him to learn it again.

Xia Ning found that she was an ancient pen pal with a strong learning ability, and he seemed to be very interested in some vocabulary in the 21st century, and always inadvertently memorized her modern spoken language.

I can't see that she, a pen pal who lives in the ancient feudal era, is quite trendy in her bones, and I don't know if she is affected by the opportunity of the porcelain plate, Song Shaoqin's thinking is also very open-minded, and she is not like the son of a wealthy family in her impression.

Xia Ning hesitated for a while, and replied to the other party with a voice recorder.

Thinking that it might not be convenient for him to listen to the recording, she quickly found her headphones, wrote a note with her, and passed it along with the recorder.

"Since the rice balls have been eaten, let's send some egg drop soup over, just eating the rice balls is still a little dry, and you need to add some nutrition."

With that, Xia Ning rushed into the kitchen and made a pot of fragrant egg drop soup for the Song family with her hands and feet.

——

Eastern Chu Kingdom, a ruined temple on the outskirts.

As soon as Song Shaoqin returned to the residence in the temple, he felt a movement in the placket of his chest, he secretly glanced around, and found that the sight around him was dull, and the other people in the temple seemed to be falling asleep, and no one paid attention to them at all.

In addition, there is a wooden shelf covered by rags, which also isolates the sight of the rest of the people from peeping into their family.

He took out the things in his arms with confidence, and by the dim light of the firewood, he found that there was something he had never seen before, and he picked up the note again and looked at it, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise slightly.

These headphones are good!

Song Shaoqin followed the instructions on the note, inserted the headphones a little slowly, and then he operated again, and finally heard the sweet voice that belonged to Xia Ning in the headphones.

[Are you all okay?] If it rains, you must keep warm in time, but don't catch a cold, I heard that the level of medicine in ancient times was very backward, and an ordinary wind chill could kill you, uh, forget it, for the sake of insurance, I will give you a pack of powders to prevent colds. 】

Hearing this, Song Shaoqin's heart softened, he felt that one of his hearts was suddenly overflowing with gentle warmth, and a strange palpitation emerged in his entire chest, but he couldn't help but sink into it.

All in all, it was a very new feeling, and it was something he had never experienced in twenty-two years, but strangely, he did not reject it at all.