Mr.Zhong, you have to be responsible for me

As soon as this idea came out, Bai Yian became bold. She not only didn't answer his question, but asked him half falsely and half truly, "is it difficult that I'm here to find you?"

Lin Qingyuan, "..."

He took back his sight, bowed his head and rubbed her feet seriously. He didn't speak again, but rubbed his hands so hard that Bai Yian couldn't help pinching his arm, "you be gentle..."

"Don't you make me work hard?"

"I hurt..."

"Endure!"

"You... Lin Qingyuan... Take it easy, it hurts..."

Aunt Dong just came out of the bath. When she passed her room door, she heard something inside and was so scared that she almost threw away her clothes.

She immediately came over, raised her hand and knocked at the door, "Ann."

"Aunt."

"Are you... Okay?"

"It's okay... Ah, it hurts..."

A soft cry made aunt Dong ignore anything and pushed open her door.

Look up, she's stupid.

His son is holding the girl's leg and giving medicine.

Aunt Dong looked a little embarrassed. Without saying a word, she turned and left.

Bai Yi'an looked at Aunt Dong and closed the door for her, so she turned her head and asked Lin Qingyuan, "what's the matter with your mother?"

Lin Qingyuan didn't lift his head and gave her two words, "shut up!"

Bai Yian, "..."

Suddenly, how did she provoke him?

Next, Lin Qingyuan quickly wiped the medicine for her, then got up and left without saying a word.

Bai Yi'an looked at his back almost as if he had escaped. He sat in bed and thought for a long time. Suddenly he figured out what was going on?

Remembering the look in aunt Dong's eyes, Bai Yi'an couldn't help covering her face with her hand and wailing in her heart... What a shame.

......

After Lin Qingyuan returned to his room, he went to bed directly.

But I couldn't sleep, so I got up and took a shower.

He didn't go out of the bathroom until the heat rushed down.

Lin Qingyuan, who had taken a cold bath, was no longer sleepy, so he sat in the yard and smoked a cigarette. After smoking, it was ten o'clock in the evening. Thinking that he would go to town tomorrow morning, he got up and went back to his room.

Just when passing Bai Yi'an's room, he stopped.

The light in the room has been turned off, there is no movement, and the people inside seem to have fallen asleep.

Lin Qingyuan stood quietly, recalling the accident and surprise at the moment when he saw her today

Seven years.

He never thought that she would appear in front of him again.

On that night in Beicheng seven years ago, she was wrapped around him like a snake. He couldn't get rid of it if he wanted to get rid of it. Finally, she made him

Thinking of this, Lin Qingyuan began to get hot again.

Shit!

He scolded in his heart and raised his foot into his room.

No matter what purpose she took this time, he would not be easily fooled by her again.

After that night, she left quietly. If he hadn't been sober and didn't drink at that time, he thought it was a spring dream.

This woman

Poisonous!

Once, for seven years.

How can he calm down when she appears in front of him again?

......

Bai Yian slept comfortably.

Maybe the person you love is right around you and the life you want is right in front of you, so feel safe, satisfied and happy.

When she woke up in the morning, she went to see the injured foot for the first time.

The instep is still swollen, but the redness and swelling seem to have disappeared a little compared with yesterday.

She got up, changed her clothes and went out of the house.

In the yard, aunt Dong was sitting by the well washing clothes. When she saw her coming out, she rubbed her clothes and asked her, "were you used to sleeping last night?"

"I didn't wake up all night. I didn't even dream. It's very comfortable."

Aunt Dong, "I think your face is much better than yesterday. Does your foot still hurt?"

"Fortunately, it doesn't hurt if you don't touch it."

"What about the injury?"

"It doesn't hurt."

"Brush your teeth and wash your face first. Breakfast is in the pot."

"OK."

Bai Yi'an went to the toilet first. After coming out, he squatted by the water well with a washer, brushed his teeth and washed his face.

After washing, she returned to the room, wiped her face, changed her clothes and left the room again.

Aunt Dong has washed her clothes and hung them aside. Bai Yian goes into the kitchen and lifts the lid of the pot. There is a dish of pickles, two boiled eggs and porridge in the pot.

She filled a bowl of porridge and stood in front of the kitchen table to eat.

This day was simple and casual. It was a day she had never experienced in her previous life and her body had never even thought about it.

Before coming, she was worried that she would not adapt. In fact, she was quite suitable for such a small day.

After breakfast, she washed the dishes and chopsticks and went out of the kitchen.

Aunt Dong came from the backyard with a basket, looked at her and said, "I went to the orchard, Qingyuan went to the town, and I'm expected to be back in a while."

Bai Yian, "I really want to go to the orchard, too."

"Your foot injury hasn't healed yet. You'd better stay at home. I'll be back at noon."

Bai Yi'an nodded, "OK."

"If you feel bored, watch TV."

"OK."

When Aunt Dong was sent out, Bai Yi'an went into her room, cleaned up the dirty clothes she changed yesterday and went to the well.

Because she had used it in her previous life, she skillfully brought up a bucket of water and began to wash clothes.

As soon as the clothes were half washed, there was a movement of motorcycles outside the door.

She knew that Lin Qingyuan had come back, so she looked up and waited for Lin Qingyuan to come in.

As soon as Lin Qingyuan entered the gate carrying something, he looked into a pair of bright big eyes. The expectation in each other's eyes made him in a trance for another moment... Just like a wife waiting for her husband's return at home.

Seeing him, Bai Yi'an said hello to him in a crisp voice, "brother Qingyuan, you're back."

Lin Qingyuan nodded. Without talking, he took the things in his hand and went into the kitchen.

A moment later, he came out of the kitchen and glanced at Bai Yi'an. He saw that the bucket around her was empty, so he raised his feet and walked quickly to fetch a bucket of water from the well for her.

Bai Yi'an looked at it with a warm heart.

This man pretends to be so cold on the surface, but in fact his heart is still hot.

Lin Qingyuan put the bucket full of water aside and asked her, "where's my mother?"

"Went to the orchard."

Lin Qingyuan raised his feet and left. Bai Yi'an quickly called him, "where are you going?"

"Cherry orchard."

"Oh."

"There is fruit in the kitchen."

"Huh?"

"I washed and ate myself later."

"Oh."

......

After washing and drying the clothes, Bai Yi An went into the kitchen.

There are many things on the kitchen table, which Lin Qingyuan just bought from Jishang.

Pig feet, ribs, meat, and a live grass carp in the basin on the ground are swimming happily in the basin at the moment.

There are oranges and pitaya in the basket on the table. They are very fresh.

Bai Yi'an took an orange and put it in his hand. The corners of his mouth raised unconsciously.

For Bai Yi'an, who was well dressed and fed since childhood, she seldom eats these two fruits. The fruits she eats are imported and taste the best.

But at this moment, she put the orange under her nose and smelled it. The whole heart was sweet.

Towards noon, aunt Dong came back with a basket full of fruits picked from her orchard.

She greeted Bai Yian, "Ann, come and eat cherries. They are all planted by ourselves. My cherries are very sweet this year."

Bai Yi'an answered in the room and came out with a crutch.

Aunt Dong squatted on the edge of the well to wash the fruit. She washed the cherry and put it directly in one basin. In the other basin ran red plums and orange apricots, with a big watermelon on one side.

Bai Yian limped over and looked at a large basin of cherries in front of her. Suddenly she was reluctant to eat.

She asked aunt Dong, "aunt, don't you sell cherries?"

"Sell it," aunt Dong said to her while washing the plums. "It's almost sold. These are not very good-looking. They are picked by others. Let's keep them for ourselves."

Bai Yian was relieved to hear her say so.

She grabbed a handful of cherries and put them in her hand. She ate them one by one and looked satisfied.

Aunt Dong looked up and saw that her cheeks were bulging with food. She thought the girl was really cute.

So he smiled and asked, "is it sweet?"

"It's sweet. It's better than what's sold outside."

"Although such cherries are not very good-looking, they are the best to eat." aunt dong put the washed plums into a clean small basin, "but you can't eat more. If you eat more cherries, you'll get angry."

Bai Yi'an nodded. "Is watermelon also planted at home?"

"Well, after Qingyuan retired from the army, he planted a cherry orchard, a watermelon and melon, and a fish pond at home. Our annual income depends on this."

Bai Yi'an sincerely regrets, "brother Qingyuan is so capable."

"Capable is capable, but I don't have a daughter-in-law."

Bai Yi'an secretly rejoiced in his heart, "he's still young."

"What's young? It's thirty this year. People of his age in the village have married their daughter-in-law and their children can make soy sauce." aunt Dong sighed heavily, "I don't know what he thinks."

Bai Yi'an wants to tell Aunt Dong that Lin Qingyuan will have a daughter-in-law soon.

And this daughter-in-law is her.

......

At noon, aunt Dong stewed pig feet for Bai Yi'an.

At dinner, Lin Qingyuan said to Aunt Dong, "I contacted a watermelon collector in the morning. The price is OK. They drove over in the afternoon."

"Do they bring people to pick them or do we invite people?"

"They take people by themselves. You don't have to go to the melon field in the afternoon. I can do it alone."

Aunt Dong nodded, "if you are too busy, call me."

"Yes."

Bai Yi'an listened and couldn't help looking up at Lin Qingyuan sitting opposite her.

At the moment, he was wearing an old black T-shirt, long military green trousers and a pair of cloth shoes.

The cloth shoes are handmade by Aunt Dong, and the corners have been worn. But now in her eyes, Lin Qingyuan has a charm all over her. Even if she is barefoot, she feels good-looking.

After lunch, Lin Qingyuan didn't take a lunch break. He grabbed his coat and left.

Aunt Dong tidied up the kitchen quickly and carried a basket to go out.