Chapter 1987 He is very pitiful

It was just the Chinese New Year, and the weather was still very cold. The cold wind blew his robes, and the figure of Aman fishing alone looked bleak and lonely.

Several children huddled together at the window watching Aman fishing under the tree.

Baoshan tugged on Yue'er's sleeve: "Miss Yue'er, who is that person? It's so cold and you have to go fishing, there must be no food, how pitiful!"

Aman, who was fishing under the apricot tree, kept his eyes fixed.

But the words of the children on the boat could be heard clearly, and their eyelids trembled.

Yue'er looked at Aman sympathetically. In such a cold day, Uncle Aman must be cold and hungry if he wants to fish.

As soon as the boat approached the shore of the lake, Xiaoyue'er wrapped up the leftover cakes on the table in a handkerchief, ran towards Aman as soon as she landed, and held them carefully in front of Aman.

"Uncle Aman, this is for you!"

The immature childish language of a child is like a delicate and gentle spring breeze.

Aman, who was in meditation like an old monk under the tree, finally moved and said, "What is this?"

Yue'er: "Delicious cakes!"

Looking at the pastry held by Yue'er, a light flashed in Aman's unwavering eyes, he took the food with trembling hands, carefully opened the handkerchief, pinched a piece and stuffed it into his mouth.

"It's really delicious, thank you little master, I haven't eaten for a long time."

His voice was hoarse as if he was suffering from a cold, and his face was covered by a beard, but his cheeks were moving. It was obvious that pastries were extremely delicious for him.

Ye Ran thought of the New Year's Eve and threw him alone on Wutong Island, and felt guilty again.

Approaching him: "What kind of fish are you fishing in such a cold day? Are you catching a cold?"

Ye Ran stretched out her hand to feel his pulse, but Aman took a step away, chewing on the sweet pastry, his eyes full of grievances.

"Aman is a servant, the young master wants Aman to go away!"

Is this still arrogant?

It was Baoshan's words and Yue'er's actions that made Yeran feel guilty, but after thinking about it, with Aman's martial arts and methods, he couldn't get any delicacies he wanted.

This guy must be pretending to be pitiful on purpose to get angry with her. Maybe he knew that she was going to come to Wutong Island on the eighth day of the lunar new year, and deliberately sat in the cold wind with a fishing rod.

Ye Ran rolled her eyes at him, and led Yue'er to the direction of Wutong Medical Hall.

Yue'er turned her head three times a step at a time: "Uncle Aman is a bit pitiful!"

"Silly Moon!"

Xing'er rubbed Yue'er's little head: "Aman is better at martial arts, or is Daddy's better at martial arts?"

Yue'er wants to say that Daddy is amazing and Daddy can fly, but she thinks that Uncle Aman often appears in front of people without making a sound.

Yue'er spoke with conscience: "Daddy is amazing, and Uncle Aman is also amazing."

"That's right, Uncle Aman is so powerful, will he not be able to get food?"

Xing'er turned around and glanced at Aman, who was slowly collecting the fishing rod in the distance, and cocked the corners of her lips proudly: "Aman contradicted my mother last time, and punished herself to guard the medical center on Wutong Island, Yue'er, I committed a crime." Wrong, you will be punished."

Yue'er seemed to understand, she nodded thoughtfully, and then sighed: "Uncle Aman doesn't have any relatives around the New Year's Eve..."

Ye Ran's suppressed guilt flooded her heart again.

Zhao Ling looked back curiously, saw Aman following far behind, and felt that he was quite pitiful.

Ran Niang has a good temper and has always been very kind to people.

What kind of mistake did this Aman commit, that Ranniang punished him to stay in the Wutong Island Medical Center and did not let him go to the pharmacy for the Chinese New Year?
(End of this chapter)

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