"Okay." Hearing him say this, she didn't say anything more, and opened the lunch box she brought, and the smell of meat came to her nose.

Seeing the meatball soup in the lunch box and the round meatballs, Song Jingzhi's brows furrowed slightly.

"Are you going to the black market?"

"Huh?" She still has the lid of the lunch box in her hand.

"You make big bones and ribs in the morning, and meatballs in the afternoon, even if you have a ticket, the meat is limited." Song Jingzhi looked into her eyes.

Sample, quite shrewd.

"Big bones and ribs can't be sold in the afternoon, and they can't be stinky on this day, so I told the salesman something good, saying that there was a person at home who injured his leg and needed to eat some good supplements, and he sold them to me." She lowered the lid.

Song Jingzhi heard her say the word 'home', and her ears turned red.

"Is there a black market in your Hunan Province?" She picked up a meatball and put it in his bowl, pretending to be curious.

"Don't go." Song Jingzhi's voice suddenly became stern.

Tang Xiaoxiao looked at him, almost scared off the meatballs by him.

He opened his eyes, and the roots of his ears turned redder, "You are a girl, it's too dangerous." ”

He hurriedly picked up the meatballs, ready to hide his embarrassment.

"If you don't go, you won't go, what are you murdering?" She looked at him and blinked, "Song Jingzhi, do you care about me?" ”

"Ahem." Song Jingzhi, who had just delivered the meatballs to her mouth, was choked on her words.

"I just said a word, are you there?" Tang Xiaoxiao was about to get up and pat him on the back.

He sensed her movements and gave in. "You, there is a difference between men and women."

She stood on the edge of the bed and looked at his ears red to her face, smiled, and deliberately leaned up again, "Song Jingzhi, are you an ancient?" ”

"I thought we had experienced a life-and-death relationship together, so we didn't need to be so rusty, right?" She sat back on the bed and continued to pick up her chopsticks and began to eat.

He looked at her, and she just happened to look up at him.

He saw the sincerity and firmness in her eyes, and at that moment he felt that there was a light in her eyes that attracted him, as if proximity was light, and vice versa.

"Hmm." He nodded, lowered his head and began to eat.

"If I were the kind of person who cares about other people's gossip, I wouldn't come to your Hunan Province, I would go to Hei Province, where my brother would be a soldier." Tang Xiaoxiao decided to talk about it.

If you want others to trust you, you have to believe in others yourself, and this is the case with her business in her previous life, if you want others to be sincere, you must first show sincerity.

What's more, this person is Song Jingzhi, the person who once used his life to save her.

"It's better to have your brother take care of you, and you're better in the Black Province." For some reason, when he heard her say that he was going to the Black Province, his heart suddenly twitched, and his hand holding the chopsticks tightened.

"I'm fine here, the village chief's uncle has promised me that I can cut pigweed without having to do heavy work. Maybe I'm in your light. She laughed.

"Song Jingzhi, maybe in your heart, you are a firefighter, and I am just one of the many people who were saved by you." Tang Xiaoxiao looked at him.

"But in my heart, you are my only reliance in that ruin." It was your words that made me persist when I had to give up countless times in my previous life.

"Let's eat, the food will be cold in a while." He whispered.

"Okay." She smiled sweetly at him, knowing he listened.

In the hall, Song's father and Song's mother began to eat.

"This meatball soup was brought by Xiao Tang Zhiqing?" Father Song asked.

"yes, I said no, this girl is really good."

Father Song nodded when he heard this, "Let's make the food better, don't be reluctant to spend money." ”

"I know, don't worry. Eh, you say, do our sons and Xiaoxiao have that fate? Song Mu's voice was very small.

"I don't know, the conditions of the young Tang Zhiqing are good, and we can't match it."

"Also, our kid's stuffy gourd, don't be wronged."

After eating, Tang Xiaoxiao moved a chair, sat on the edge of the bed, chatted with Song Jingzhi, and pestered him about his affairs in the fire brigade.

"Go back, it'll get dark in a minute." He looked at the sky outside, and there were already signs of darkening.

"Okay, I'll come back tomorrow." She got up and saw the mat on his bed, and suddenly remembered that her mat hadn't fallen yet.

"Is there a mat like this in the village?"

"Isn't there a mat at the Educated Youth Point?" He looked at her and saw her shake her head, so how did she sleep last night?

"Mother." Song Jingzhi shouted towards the door.

"What's wrong?" Mother Song stood at the door and answered, the two of them had a good conversation, what did they shout?

"Do you have a new mat at home? You get a bed for Tang Zhiqing. ”

"Yes, yes, I'll get it." Is this kid enlightened?

"How much money, I'll take the money." Saying that, Tang Xiaoxiao began to take out money into the crossbody bag.

"You confiscated my money yesterday too." He reminded.

"It's like, what kind of money? This bamboo was cut from the back mountain, and the mat was made by your uncle himself, so what money do you want. Mother Song stood at the door holding the mat and said.

"Let's get on the bike." Song's father took the mat and helped tie it to the bicycle.

"Then thank you, uncle and aunt." Tang Xiaoxiao is not a hypocritical person, so he did not refuse.

"I'll go back first." After saying hello to Song Jingzhi, she went out of the room.

"Auntie, I don't eat breakfast here, you don't have to cook it for me."

"And what do you have for breakfast? You have all the food at home. Mother Song beckoned Father Song to go and get food.

"Uncle, don't take it, I'm not used to eating rice for breakfast, I bought somen noodles, I eat somen noodles."

"Then I'll get you eggs." Mother Song is going to get eggs again.

"Auntie, I bought eggs, I have them, I'll go back." As he spoke, Tang Xiaoxiao hurriedly stepped on the bicycle.

This Song mother was so enthusiastic that she was embarrassed.

Song Jingzhi sat on the bed and listened to the movement outside, and hooked his lower lip imperceptibly.

Thinking of the situation when he and Tang Xiaoxiao were buried under the rubble, he could see that she was scared, and she called herself 'brother', her voice was soft and glutinous.

He thought she was a submissive girl, but he didn't expect her to be a girl who was as bright as the sun.

"Daddy." He shouted out the door.

"Eh, here we go." Father Song thought he was going to go to the thatched house, so he hurriedly ran into the room.

"Dad, you can help me make a chair that I can push and walk."

"Ah, didn't you say you didn't have to?" Father Song wanted to make it for him before, but he said that he wouldn't need it in a few months, so he didn't need to do it.

"Ahem, I sit in bed every day and want to go around the yard."

"Okay, I'll go find two wheels and I'll make it for you."

"Thank you, Dad."

"Do you feel better in your legs, do you still hurt?" Father Song asked.

"It still hurts, but I can stand it."

When the low house collapsed, he protected Tang Xiaoxiao with his whole body, and his leg was pressed underneath, and the doctor said that the leg was connected, but he had to stay in bed for three months to recover, and he had to be rehabilitated after recovery.

That's why he decided to go back to his hometown to recuperate, and now that the situation in the disaster area is severe, he stays there, and the team has to free up manpower to take care of him.

Although it takes hard work for my parents to go back to my hometown, I usually spend a short time with my parents, so I can spend more time with my parents.