Rebirth 1993: I am not a white lotus

Chapter 608 Going to Tian Rui’s House (1)

On the weekend, the sun was rising three poles, at No. 16 Jixiangli, Han Xiaoxiao's new house, Ding Yanlin raised her feet to reach a pull ring on the iron gate.

"Sister? Are you at home?" The door was locked inside, showing that there were people living at home last night, but he shouted for a long time and no one came to open the door for him. The boy was very worried.

"Zhiyo" Han Xiaoxiao, who was sleepy, scratched her messy hair and leaned against the big iron gate weakly.

"Yan Lin, it's so early, you're free!"

Ding Yanlin looked up at Xiaoxiao pitifully.

"Sister, it's already eleven o'clock, are you still sleeping?"

"Oh!" Turning around and walking back, Han Xiaoxiao staggered, swaying from side to side, Ding Yanlin stretched out her short arms in fright, carefully protecting her behind her.

Wang Jing was cooking porridge for Xiaoxiao in the kitchen. When she saw Ding Yanlin, she just grinned faintly. Ding Yanlin sniffed her nose, frowned and said, "Sister Wang Jing, the porridge is going to be mushy."

Wang Jing hurriedly turned off the fire.

Back in the house, Han Xiaoxiao climbed onto the bed and dreamed about Duke Zhou.

Ding Yanlin muttered, and looked back at the small kitchen in the house.

"Sister, I have been shouting outside for a long time, why doesn't Sister Wang Jing open the door for me?"

"Huh?" Han Xiaoxiao still hasn't cleared her mind yet, and Ding Yanlin asked several times before answering, "She didn't sleep well, maybe she was dozing off at that time."

Ding Yanlin pouted, not agreeing with Xiaoxiao's point of view, Wang Jing didn't look like he didn't sleep well.

"What did you do last night? Why did you sleep so late?" The little short leg jumped to the edge of the bed, shaking the little short leg leisurely.

The bed was bumped up and down, which woke Han Xiaoxiao up.

After getting up and yawning, Han Xiaoxiao rubbed her swollen eyes, "The exam is coming, I'll stay up late to read."

Ding Yanlin looked at the textbooks spread out on the desk, and shivered inexplicably. He was about to take the midterm exam, but now he could only write his own name.

"Yan Lin, you live alone, will you be afraid?"

After all the tenants in the house he bought moved out, Ding Yanlin asked Su Wen to help him renovate the original house in just three days and turned it into a spacious and bright two-story bungalow. It is said that he moved in the day before yesterday. of.

"I have a dog for company, but I'm going to kill it and eat it."

Han Xiaoxiao felt a chill, stopped combing her hair, and looked back at him in surprise.

"What?"

"Because it's more edible than I am." Ding Yanlin was very dissatisfied. A little milk dog the size of a palm robbed him of his job.

Knowing the whole story, Han Xiaoxiao smiled helplessly, "You, you are not young but you are not young, what are you arguing with the puppy for food!"

After washing up, Wang Jing came in with a bowl of porridge, and there was a faint burnt smell in the air.

"I dozed off and accidentally burned the porridge at the bottom of the pot." Wang Jing looked at Xiaoxiao timidly.

"It's okay, Wang Jing, thank you for your hard work." Xiaoxiao felt a little uncomfortable, and the relationship between her and Wang Jing seemed to never return to the state of Haishi.

The two dishes of refreshing side dishes on the table quickly conquered the picky Ding Yanlin. With a fresh bamboo shoot in his mouth, the boy stared at Wang Jing motionlessly with his dark eyes.

"Sister Wang Jing, I didn't expect your side dishes to be so good. Do you want to open a shop to earn some pocket money?"

Han Xiaoxiao gave him an angry look, "Wang Jing's hand is holding a syringe, not washing and chopping vegetables."

The hope that Wang Jing had just ignited was extinguished by Xiaoxiao with a basin of water, she lowered her head and said nothing, picking at the rice grains in the bowl.

Ding Yanlin, who was observing carefully, noticed her emotional ups and downs, but he would not refute Xiaoxiao's words in front of Wang Jing, so he also took a bowl and drank the porridge quickly, and never brought up the topic of helping Wang Jing open a shop.

(End of this chapter)