Mistakenly provoked a black-bellied junior brother

Chapter 625 Feelings are such a trick
When Haitang loved him wholeheartedly, he didn't cherish it. Now that Haitang may not love him anymore, he only discovered his feelings. Why didn't he find out earlier.

Feelings are such a trick.

"Young masters and ladies, you are already awake." An old voice sounded behind them.

Hua Weiluo turned her head to look, and saw that old lady from last night was standing at the door of her room tidy and tidy, looking at them with a kind smile on her face.

"Ma'am, we are all up. Thank you very much for taking us in last night. We will definitely keep this kindness in our hearts." Hua Weiluo said politely towards the old lady.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's just a matter of little effort." The old lady smiled, her silver-white hair was meticulously coiled on her head, she turned and walked towards the small kitchen behind the house and said, "I've already boiled a big pot in the kitchen. Here, if you young masters and ladies don’t dislike it, please move to the back kitchen to eat with me, I’m a poor family here, and I don’t have anything to entertain you.”

"Thank you, ma'am." As soon as the food was mentioned, Hua Weiluo suddenly felt hungry, so she was not polite, and hurriedly followed the old lady and walked towards the back of the house.

Zhishan smiled helplessly and followed slowly.

Behind the house is a temporary kitchen made of a small shed, with a small square wooden table in the middle, the edge of which has been ground very smooth.

The old lady walked tremblingly to the side of the pot, served them four bowls of porridge, and took out some homemade pickled radishes from the cabinet, cut them up and put them in wooden bowls, brought them to the table and said: " It’s really embarrassing for you to eat these.”

"Where is it, aunt, some food is good." Hua Weiluo was already hungry, and now that she had food in front of her eyes, she was no longer polite, picked up the porridge bowl, and started to eat it wheezingly .

Zhishan smiled slightly, and gracefully picked up the porridge bowl, and gently picked up the chopsticks with a hand as white as jade.

After the aunt finished serving the porridge, she had time to look at them.

It was too dark last night, and her eyes were not clear enough. This morning, she knew that these people were noble after all just by looking at their clothes. It was during breakfast that she looked carefully at each of them.

It's just that when her gaze caught on to Zhishan, her hands trembled involuntarily, and she froze in place as if she had been electrocuted.

Probably because her abnormality was too obvious, Zhishan and the others turned their heads and looked at the old lady standing there dumbfounded, and couldn't help feeling puzzled.

Mr. Yun asked in a low voice: "Ma'am, ma'am?? What's wrong with you??"

The old lady didn't speak for a while, at the end, a cloudy tear dripped slowly from the corner of her eye, she murmured: "Mr. Cheng...Mr. Cheng, is that you..."

Hua Weiluo and the others immediately looked at each other in dismay, no one sitting here was named Cheng.

Zhishan frowned slightly, Mr. Cheng... this name seems to have a vague impression.

The old lady just looked at Zhishan silently for a long time, as if she had fallen into a deep memory.

(End of this chapter)