While Song Zhaonan was washing, Shi Qing asked him, "How did you get thrown into the mountains?" ”

Song Zhaonan twisted the towel for a moment, he turned his gaze away, pursed his lips and said, "I, I don't know." ”

Looking at his appearance, he is pretending to be confused.

Shi Qing looked at him and said suspiciously: "Huh? ”

Song Zhao Nanshun came over, lowered his gaze again, and whispered, "I'm sorry." I should have offended someone. If someone comes to me in the future, you can hand me over ......"

"Do you want to eat?"

Shi Qing interrupted him lightly, and found that Song Zhaonan still maintained a slightly stunned expression, so she continued: "Your own affairs, you make your own decisions." Even if you can't see it for a while, you're not a burden to me. ”

"I ......"

Although Song Zhaonan can't see it now, he also knows his current situation.

In this little ravine, those people can't find him, and maybe he can survive. But the medical conditions are not good, and his eyes are probably not getting better. Even if there is a possibility of treatment at the beginning, it will be delayed if it is delayed.

Song Zhaonan settled down and said, "I want to take a walk in the courtyard outside, is it okay?" ”

Without waiting for Shi Qing to reply, there was a knock on the door twice, and then Ah Fu's voice outside came into the house.

"Sister Qing, the porridge you cooked is ready! Do you want me to send it to you? ”

"Breakfast first."

Even if he doesn't eat, she has to eat something.

got up early in the morning and went out, Shi Qing didn't even eat a grain of rice.

After Shi Qing finished talking to Song Zhaonan, he walked out of the house again, and soon Ah Fu's shouting outside gradually faded away.

Song Zhaonan wanted to put away the things on the table, and felt the feel of paper, the size of an envelope.

There are not many literate people in the small mountain village, and Song Zhaonan was slightly surprised to be able to touch this kind of thing.

Song Zhaonan put the envelope farther away to avoid getting it wet by him later.

Shi Qing came back again with the porridge, Song Zhaonan had already washed up, and sat on the bench, looking extraordinarily quiet.

"Let's see if you can get used to it."

The staple food here is that kind of wheat rice, there is no pressure cooker, and it is still a bit hard to eat just by boiling it in a hot pot.

Shi Qing had no choice but to cook it into porridge.

However, compared to gnawing on the corn that has been dried for an unknown amount of time these days, Shi Qing now feels that his teeth are simply first-class.

Song Zhaonan knew that it was not as good as his previous living treatment, he had to eat if he was not used to it, and there was nothing to be picky about.

When Shi Qing sent the bowl out, as soon as he pushed the door open, he found Ah Fu and several of his younger brothers hunched over at the door, obviously attempting to eavesdrop.

"Idle?"

Shi Qing stood on the stone steps in front of the house, and his cool gaze passed over several of them.

Several people hurriedly laughed, waved their hands and said, "Not idle." ”

Shi Qing didn't give them the steps, and asked coldly, "Then what are you all doing here?" ”

Several people stood awkwardly, looking at each other. Fortunately, there was a clever one in it, who reacted first and said loudly: "Sister, we have something to say!" ”

Shi Qing: "Say." ”

The man looked at Shi Qing's impatient face, and explained concisely: "Your uncle brought people, and they went to Sister Lan to find you again!" We came here to tell you......"

Shi Qing: "......"

Calm down.

She's a good villager, and she doesn't have any bad intentions.