Through the broken mobile phone screen, Ling Bai could hear the other party's heavy breathing, and he didn't know if it was just after a strenuous exercise or if his mood swings were too great, but he guessed that the latter should be more likely. Because an annoyed shout had already sounded, "I didn't expect you to be such a person, not only love to play role-playing, but also come to the door so casually." ”

The voice was a little hurried and messy, probably because the language had not been organized. Despite the irritation, the voice is very pleasant.

Inexplicably familiar.

Ling Bai put the mobile phone to his ear, pondered for a moment, suddenly realized, and said with a smile: "Miss Ding, I just want to come to see you." The water in the pond is cold and cold, and it must be very uncomfortable to fall into. Do you go back and take a hot bath? Be sure to remember to take hot water, otherwise you will catch a cold, it is best to drink a bowl of brown sugar ginger tea to warm your body. ”

His voice was so soft and soft that Ding Meng on the other end of the phone didn't react for a while.

A set of combination punches stunned Ding Meng, and his thoughts were all focused on the second half of Ling Bai's words, "I want to take a hot bath and drink brown sugar ginger tea." ”

"What a caring man, so handsome and so caring, really heartwarming. Ding Meng was lying on top of an oversized pink panther, wearing only a pink tulle pajamas. Thinking of this, her face couldn't help but blush a little.

"Remember to come to the temple to offer incense when you have time, I'm going to sleep, good night. Ling Bai tried his best to let the topic end before the other party could react.

"Well, good night.........." Ding Meng pouted, his eyes full of sweetness. "Ah, wait. How did you know it was mine, and why did you throw me down the pond?"

She finally remembered the purpose of the call.

I'm here to question him, I'm here to scold him, I'm here to tell him that Miss Ben is angry and about to dislike him.

"Didn't you say that you studied at a university in Zhejiang Province? When you sent a text message, I took a special look at the place of belonging, and saw that it was the number of Zhejiang Province, and the first one I guessed was you. Ling Bai blurted out.

"Do you remember what I said?"

"Of course. ”

"Then why did you throw me into the pond?" In the end, Ding Meng's questioning was already weak. She stretched out one of her long legs and stretched back and forth on the pink panther doll.

"Do you believe me?" Ling Bai's tone was a little serious.

After a moment of silence, Ding Meng sat up from the bed and replied softly, "I believe you." ”

"Thank you for your trust. Sleep and good night. Ling Bai quickly hung up the phone and breathed a sigh of relief, he really couldn't make it up.

On the other end of the phone, Ding Meng listened to the busy beep on the phone, and muttered with a blank face: "So, I still don't know why he threw me into the pond?"

Stretched.

The harmonious morning light outside the window penetrated through the tulle curtains and hit Ling Bai's face, and he got up energetically. After washing, there was a sound of rustling and sweeping the floor from the light well downstairs.

Miaoguang was wearing a thin yellow monk's robe, holding a broom as high as him in his hand, and swept the dead leaves on the ground very seriously.

There are a large number of flower pots in the light well, all of which are the flower seeds that Ling Bai took back from the flower shop. Ping Pong chrysanthemum, rose, moon season, rose..... Many varieties of flowers are competing to bloom, and under the care of the old man Ling Tianfu, they live very nourishingly.

Ling Bai went downstairs, touched Miaoguang's head, and said with a smile: "You don't have to clean the house." ”

"The abbot took Miaoguang into residence at home, and he could only do some rough work, and asked the abbot not to dislike it. Miaoguang saluted Ling Bai and said seriously.

"What are you doing?" Grandma Gui Ying's voice sounded from the side, she was carrying a bag full of fresh vegetables, and at a glance she saw the scene of Miaoguang bowing to Ling Bai with a broom, and immediately scolded, "Miaoguang is a guest, how can you let him sweep the floor?"

"Well, let's eat. Ling Bai didn't bother to explain Miaoguang's behavior, so he took the bag full of vegetables and went upstairs with a cigarette ash.

"It's not serious, what should I do if I give birth to a baby in the future, let the child sweep the floor in thin clothes early in the morning, it's really my father. Grandma Gui Ying muttered, stepped forward to take Miaoguang's hand, pinched his fleshy cheeks, and said with a smile: "Have breakfast, Miaoguang." ”

"Donor, it's not the abbot who asked him to sweep it, it's Miaoguang ....."

Miaoguang was interrupted by her grandmother before she finished speaking, "No matter who it is, it's important to eat." ”

......

Grandma Gui Ying fully considered the existence of Miaoguang, and the breakfast was tofu flowers and fritters, not a little bit of meat.

Miaoguang half-lay on the table and put the white and tender tofu flowers into his mouth one by one.

Seeing that there was no one around, Ling Bai stretched out his right index finger and put it in front of him, and asked with a smile, "Miaoguang, what do you think is special about this finger of the abbot?"

"Slender, good-looking. It's just that the fingers are a little yellow. Miaoguang put down the spoon and returned earnestly.

Yellowing?Ling Bai withdrew his finger and looked at it, the knuckles were dark yellow, the color of the smoke that had been carried out for a long time. He said angrily: "I didn't ask you this. I mean, is there anything special about it?"

"Nope. Miaoguang stared at it for a few seconds and shook her head dryly.

Ling Bai glanced left and right, picked up a porcelain bowl, buckled it upside down on the table, and stabbed his index finger at the porcelain bowl with a slight force.

Fingers run through the bottom of the bowl and poke holes in the porcelain bowl.

"What's so special now?" Ling Bai continued to ask.

"The strength of the fingers is great, beyond the average person. Miaoguang said.

"Hahahaha, that's right, why is it so hard to hear a compliment. Ling Bai nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile.

After breakfast, the two greeted the old man and grandmother, and set foot on the road to the flower shop in the rising sun.

In the kitchen, grandma Gui Ying took the pierced porcelain bowl and said to herself: "The quality of the bowls in this store is too bad, and it broke a hole just after I bought it, no, I have to send a circle of friends to strongly condemn these unscrupulous merchants........."

florist

Ling Bai opened the door and sent Miaoguang to the treasure hall of the temple to recite the scriptures, he sat on a chair, half-squinting his eyes and thinking about his 'business expansion plan'. The new flowers cost a lot of money, and if you don't take advantage of the eve of Valentine's Day to advertise them, so many flowers may really be unsalable.

After thinking about it, he selected some of the red roses with full buds from the flowers and wrapped them, and walked to Lao Zhang's noodle shop next door.

Inside, dozens of eyes looked at him in surprise.

In a small town in the middle of nowhere, flowers are still a fashionable thing. Especially Ling Bai, who is holding a large handful of red roses, is so good-looking, it is difficult not to attract attention.

"Everyone, do you need to buy flowers? I'm a very famous florist, I can find mine on Baidu, let's have one, sell it for 10 yuan alone, that is, the money for a meal." You can eat Lao Zhang's noodles every day, but my flowers are not available every day. Ling Bai walked up to a middle school student and looked at him with a smile.

"I love carnations. The middle school student raised his head and said lightly.

Ling Bai's eyelids jumped, and a certain string in his heart was suddenly plucked.