Chen Feng looked at Qiuluo's side face, listened to her words, thought about it, and said: "Then it will be rude to call the benefactor Miss Aluo, and call Chen Feng below." ”

"Miss Aluo, thank you for saving your life, by the way, this hot water is not only going to be used in the next meeting, or is it better to burn the fire yourself?"

Yan Qiuluo paused with the hand holding the fire clip, glanced sideways at Chen Feng, stuffed the fire clip into his hand, and said, "Then you burn it, I'll go to the backyard to take a look, don't talk about it, don't pinch it." ”

After Yan Qiuluo finished speaking, he got up and walked out of the stove room, leaving only Chen Feng to continue to burn the fire thoughtfully.

The flames in the stove flickered and flickered, tugging at the heartstrings, Chen Feng tried not to think about it too much, and burned the fire seriously.

After the hot water was boiled, he asked Yan Qiuluo for a bath bucket.

Yan Qiuluo brought him a set of clean clothes, he washed himself in the bathroom, put on the clothes, and found that the pale green robe on his body was new and suitable.

He looked as if he had made it for himself, and when he thought of what had happened before, infinite pity rose in his heart.

Pouring water, laundry, when Yan Qiuluo wanted to help make it, he rushed to do it himself.

In the weather like November, the water is very cold, and he can do this kind of thing, not only that, but after Yan Qiuluo finished eating the food she cooked, he rushed to wash the dishes and chopsticks.

At first, Yan Qiuluo was a little surprised by these few small things, but later she naturally accepted Chen Feng's help as if she was used to it.

When it was dark, Yan Qiuluo instructed Chen Feng to add a charcoal basin to the vacant and cleaned house, and boiled it hot before letting Chen Feng live in.

The night was hazy, the wind blew outside the window, blowing to the ground, the room was warm and warm by the charcoal fire, Chen Feng was lying on the bed with his eyes open, staring at the ceiling.

The scenes of the daytime were replayed in his mind, and the girl Ah Luo, who was wearing an off-white dress, boldly said to him that he wanted him to promise the girl Ah Luo and give him clean clothes......

He shook his head, he couldn't think about it anymore, don't think about it anymore.

But because of her slight beating, her emotions still exist, saying that she doesn't want to do anything, if she really doesn't want to think about it, if you don't want to, if you don't want to, how can there be so many infatuated and resentful women in the world.

The night gradually became thicker, and the sky was slightly white mist.

The next day.

As soon as the sky dawned, Yan Qiuluo dressed up and went out.

She has worked in the restaurant for many years, and has long developed the habit of getting up early, when she was in the restaurant, she got up early in the morning and began to clean the restaurant and pack up her things.

Yan Qiu put down the white cloak he was wearing and rushed to the street to buy breakfast and vegetables.

There are already quite a few people on the streets in the early morning,

Early in the morning, a woman in a white cloak hurried back from outside, carrying a bag containing fresh meat that she had bought this morning, and the woman hurried to the stove room to put down the burden in her hand.

The rice porridge on the stove was boiling fragrantly, and it was the lean rice porridge she boiled before going out.

She first went to the stove to look, added some wood, took out the sour radish made of fresh salt, washed and chopped, washed the pot and stir-fried.

After frying, put it in a bowl, get rice porridge and bring it to the table in the hall house, at this time Chen Feng had already gotten up, Qiuluo saw him, and said with a smile: "There is warm water in the hot water kettle on the stove, go wash it up and have breakfast." ”

Chen Feng nodded, washed up well, and had breakfast with Yan Qiuluo.

When he cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, he struggled to clean up, and when he was done, he went to the street.

Yan Qiu fell into the room and embroidered clothes, and went to cook when he saw the hour.

When the smell of vegetables in the courtyard wafted, Chen Feng came back.

He carried a large bag in his hand, which contained several sets of clothes that he had bought at the ready-to-wear store, including two sets of his own and two sets of women's clothes that he bought for Yan Qiuluo.

He specially bought the best local hand cream, rouge gouache for women, handkerchiefs, beads, hairpins, etc., fortunately he brought a money bag with him before he fell unconscious, and there was a lot of silver in it.

Yan Qiuluo heard the sound, glanced out of the stove room, and asked, "What's the matter, you're only coming back now?"

"I went to the streets, bought something, and was delayed. Chen Feng said with a smile.

"Well, wash your hands and eat later. ”

"Good. ”

"I bought something for you, and I'll put it in your room first. ”

Chen Feng said, walked to her boudoir, approached the boudoir, and put things on the desk.

When he came out, the two had eaten.

In the afternoon, Chen Feng didn't know where to get some firewood back, chopping in the courtyard, Qiuluo stood aside and watched, from time to time wanted to help, but Chen Feng blocked it, the firewood was ready, he moved back to the stove room, washed his hands, and then sat in her room with Qiuluo and talked.

"Are Miss Aluo's parents still there?" he wanted to ask yesterday, but he didn't open until today.

"My parents have both died. Qiuluo lowered her eyes, and the hand she was holding the clothes that was about to be sewn paused.

"It's me who is not good, I made Miss Ah Luo sad, does the girl have other relatives alive?" Chen Feng looked at her hand and said with some distress.

"My surname is Yan, and I am a descendant of the Yan family in the capital, but my parents left home to settle in this Lujiang a long time ago, and they have nothing to do with that side. Qiuluo replied without pain, she didn't know her family history in her previous life, and Chenyi had already shown her before she was reborn, now that she knew, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, it was good to say it in the morning, although his father was a concubine, but his grandfather was the eldest son of the Yan family, and he was the patriarch, and he was in the same lineage, and it was not an exaggeration to say that he was a descendant.

Chen Feng was stunned, the descendants of the Yan family in the capital?

The Yan family is a big family in the capital, a real century-old family, with a lot of side branches, it is not surprising, but the lineage is different, now there are several officials in the court, and the patriarch is from the lineage, and it is also the current military department Shangshu, if it is also a lineage? How can it appear in a small place in Lujiang?

Chen Feng remembered the vague news of the family that he heard in his early years, it is said that more than ten years ago, a son in Yan Shangshu's family fell in love with Miss Wang Jiashu, and the two invited themselves to leave their hometown and leave the capital, right?

No wonder he always felt strange that such a small place would have such a woman with an elegant temperament and a good character, and that would be a scenery at any stop?

If it is said that it is the descendant of the capital family, all of this makes sense, but when he thinks of this, the pity in his heart is even more.

Yesterday, when the fire was burned, he observed Qiuluo's hands, which were incomparable with his maids, who were obviously white and slender, but they were covered with calluses, and at a glance he knew that he was tossed out of rough work all year round, and he should have been a young lady of the family, pampered, but now he has become an orphan girl.

Chen Feng looked at her again, still couldn't help but be curious to understand, and said softly: "How did you survive after your parents left?"

"A few years ago, after my parents left, a fortune teller in Lujiang County said that my life was too hard, and that I had killed my parents. ”