"You're really not going back?"

Ye Junlan still had scruples, and asked again with a bitter face.

"I'm not going back."

Lin Jingcheng deliberately stimulated him, and smiled darkly: "Resolutely don't go back, I'll rely on you here." ”

"Oops."

Ye Junlan shook his head helplessly, pretending to be annoyed: "Why am I so unlucky, going astray, and making such a bad friend of you." ”

"Hahaha."

Lin Jingcheng listened to the music, and laughed loudly: "Since you have been on the thief ship, you want to go down, in this life, just follow this world." ”

"Oh, you."

Ye Junlan smiled helplessly, rubbed his unconscious legs, and a gloom flashed in his eyes.

"Junlan, don't think about it."

Lin Jingcheng's five senses were keen, and he saw his loss, so he smiled playfully, revealing a serious expression that could no longer be serious: "As a brother, this son will definitely do his best to invite famous doctors all over the world to heal your legs." ”

"My leg has been useless for nine years."

Ye Junlan's heart was gloomy, and he forcibly pulled out a smile: "If you want to heal, it's difficult." ”

"Serendipity."

Lin Jingcheng leaned forward, patted him on the shoulder, and encouraged him in a brotherly manner: "Believe me, there is providence in the dark, and your opportunity will come soon." ”

Ye Junlan's eyes were surprised: "Do you know the art of stargazing?" ”

"Ahem."

Lin Jingcheng coughed twice and touched his nose embarrassedly: "Beginners, I don't know." ”

"I hope."

Ye Junlan did not doubt him, and looked forward to it: "God this time, you can really open your eyes and spoil me once." ”

Lin Jingcheng's sword eyebrows frowned slightly.

As the best buddy of Junlan, where should I go to find opportunities?

Invite a famous doctor to treat him?

*

"Mother, I'm back."

Ye Xiuyan ran home, pulled out the carp from the grass, and rushed into the kitchen at a trot.

"Someone sent away?"

Wu Juan opened the steamer, sandwiched a piece of braised pheasant, and stuffed it into her daughter's mouth.

"Gone."

The chicken was a little hot, Ye Xiuyan threw the carp into the wooden barrel, hissing and inhaling the cool air, chewing deliciously.

"Mother, we also want to eat meat."

Bean buns and beans smelled the smell of meat, and ran from the yard on their short legs, pulling the door frame, and poking their heads into the kitchen.

"Eat, eat, know to eat."

Wu Juan took out a bowl of braised chicken, a plate of steamed wild yams, and two white-flour steamed buns from the steamer, put them on the tray, and brought out a plate of pickled spicy cabbage and a plate of capers from the kitchen, and smiled and picked people out: "Go wash your hands, wash your hands before eating." ”

"Doubao, Douding, sister will take you to wash your hands."

Ye Xiuyan smiled at Mimi, ran out of the kitchen, and led a younger brother to the well with one hand.

"My mother is eccentric and only eats meat for my sister."

The beans are small, I haven't eaten the meat, and I'm drooling vigorously.

"My mother only likes my sister."

Doubao pulled his eyelids and grimaced at the kitchen: "We are just poor little people who don't hurt." ”

"Hahaha."

Ye Xiuyan listened to the fun, patted the stupid little heads of the two younger brothers, and smiled happily.

*

Lunch was set on the table, Ye Xiuyan took her younger brothers to climb onto the kang, sat around the small table, and began to eat.

Wu Juan divided the braised pheasant meat into three portions, one for each of the three children.

Ye Xiuyan has more chicken in her bowl than her two younger brothers.

After eating his two small pieces of chicken, Doubao looked at his sister's bowl and swallowed vigorously.

Dou Ding pursed his mouth aggrievedly and wanted to cry.