Chapter 1567: Lord God, don't mess with 45
When he got home and was found to be stealing food, Cheng Wangfu took the rope given by Ling Qingxuan and performed a thousand rope skips.
She will go back tonight and steal it again, tomorrow will be 10,000.
The leg means it can't stand it.
During Cheng Wangfu's movement, he saw Feng Jue serving tea and water, and prepared snacks for Ling Qingxuan.
This considerate appearance made her envious as a dog.
The girl wiped the sweat from her forehead, put one hand on her hip, and pointed to the sky with the other, "I will persevere!"
After a week in a row, fewer people came to Ling Qingxuan looking for trouble, but more men passed by to look at her secretly.
"Widow Lin, our old hen has laid a lot of eggs for you."
"Sister Lin, I went to town to buy some meat, but I can't eat it at home. I'll give it to you."
"Forest……"
There were more things piled up at the door, and Aya Qingxuan didn't want any of them.
Once she went up the mountain, she could get a few trailers down.
Cheng Wangfu is about to become as innocent as she is now.
No, follow Sister Lin, all the game in this mountain belongs to her.
"Sister Lin, after I lost a few pounds, are there any rewards?"
Ling Qingxuan nodded and picked up the meat made by Feng Jue, "Reward for a bite."
Cheng Wangfu: "...just one bite?"
"Half a mouthful."
Cheng Wangfu chewed the green vegetables, "One bite at a time, it can't be changed."
Feng Jue: …
The little guy looked at these meals and was a little depressed.
He doesn't want the meals he cooks for adults to be eaten by others.
After this week, Cheng Wangfu really lost a few pounds. Feng Jue went into the kitchen and saw a bowl of black meat on the stove.
"Sir, this is it?" Feng Jue looked up and saw Ling Qingxuan preparing to try the meat she cooked.
He had never seen Ling Qingxuan cook before, the woman's porcelain white face was stained with soot, and she opened her mouth calmly.
Looking at the fineness, it looks like it is inedible.
Feng Jue rushed over and jumped, pulled back Ling Qingxuan's hand, and bit the meat off in one bite.
It is bitter and burnt in the mouth.
The little guy chewed and swallowed quickly.
The first time he cooked was gone, Ling Qingxuan blinked coldly and looked at him, "Are you hungry?"
Otherwise, how can you eat so quickly.
Feng Jue nodded, his mouth was salty and salty, he reached out and hugged the bowl, "Sir, are you going to give this to the mistress?"
He has never eaten the dishes made by adults, how can he let the heroine eat it first.
Although the taste is not very good.
Ling Qingxuan shook her head, "That's it."
Feng Jue followed and looked over, and the piece of raw meat cut aside was impressive.
Of course, the meat was given to Cheng Wangfu to cook by himself.
Feng Jue was relieved.
Aya Qingxuan stretched out his chopsticks, wanting to taste what he had made.
She was just on a whim. This cooking should be similar to alchemy, not difficult.
Feng Jue protects her in her arms, "I'm hungry, the adults cook so delicious, I can't bear others to eat."
Ling Qingxuan looked at the finished product, um, it looks really appetizing, is it so delicious?
"Okay." Ling Qingxuan put down her chopsticks, so she wouldn't grab food from children.
Fortunately, she did little, and Feng Jue finished her meal with tea.
"Sister Lin, your child is so strange." After Cheng Wangfu finished running, she came back with a lot of ridicule, and she didn't care about the things she had already adapted to.
Ling Qingxuan looked at the pile of things sent over, thinking about digging a hole and burying it.
"Why is it strange?" She looked sideways, and in her cold eyes, she was very cool at first glance.
Cheng Wangfu gasped and walked slowly in place, "Did you talk about him? I saw him sitting outside with his knees in the corner."
Only then did Ling Qingxuan remember that Feng Jue didn't appear in the room after eating.
She took a serious look at the ground, as if digging a hole was more important.
...
"What happened to you recently, don't go to trouble that little fool." The person who didn't appear in the group of children last time called his friends to come here.
The other children looked around with a guilty conscience, looking for a convenient exit to escape later.
"Don't provoke him at all, he's not joking when he beats people." The child who had been beaten before touched his arm, with lingering fears.
The leading child laughed disdainfully and took the lead over the low fence.
As soon as he landed, he met Feng Jue who was leaning against the corner.
"Little fool, what a coincidence, what are you doing here?"
Feng Jue's face was pale, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
The adults are still inside, and if he goes in at this time, he will definitely be found out.
That dish... He didn't expect that his stomach would have such a big reaction after eating it.
Wait for him to recover, then go in.
Feng Jue ignored the child. The child looked towards his head, but the other children hadn't turned over yet. How vigilant this little fool is.
He smiled contemptuously, picked up the stones on the ground, and threw them on Feng Jue.
The stone flew into the air of the little guy and was caught by the long, white hand.
Feng Jue was stunned for a moment, then wanted to get up, but the pain made her legs go weak.
Ling Qingxuan threw a stone and looked at the child with a cold expression.
"Want to fight?"
That child is not afraid of adults at all, this arrogant arrogance, after raising his eyes to see Ling Qingxuan, his eyes lit up and he changed his attitude.
"Lin..." He paused for a while before saying, "Aunt Lin, I'm not, I don't."
Feng Jue looked at the ten-year-old child's face turning red, and her eyes darkened.
"Sir." Ling Qingxuan was standing in front of him, he stretched out his hand with difficulty and grabbed the corner of the little girl's clothes.
"Huh?" Ling Qingxuan noticed his complexion, half squatted down, and pressed the back of his hand to his forehead.
Good ice.
"My stomach hurts and I can't walk." The little guy stared at her with a pair of innocent eyes, soft and waxy.
can't move...
Ling Qingxuan glanced at the ground, "Lie down."
Feng Jue: …
Aya Qingxuan turned around and went back.
Feng Jue was a little at a loss, and was stunned for a while.
And the child who had just been puffed up just now became arrogant again.
"You little fool, staying at Aunt Lin's house can only drag her down. Get out of here as soon as possible."
Feng Jue stood up against the wall, her eyes narrowed slightly, but her childish voice became a little low, "Do you know what kind of person can stop gossiping?"
The kid took a deep breath, "Who?"
Feng Jue: "Dead."
...
Ling Qingxuan walked here with a water bag, only to see Feng Jue slowly coming back.
She stepped forward to stop her, "Didn't I let you lie down?"
It hurts to look like this, and she still walks around. Can't wait for her to get a hot water bottle?
Feng Jue also saw the water bag she was holding in her hand, her expression was slightly stunned, and the tense nerves in her body were loosened. He pursed his lips and smiled, and only called out, "Sir."
Ling Qingxuan touched the temperature, "Lie down."
Feng Jue also lay down obediently on her back, regardless of the soil on the ground.
The little girl put the hot water bottle on his stomach through the clothes.
"What about those children?"
Feng Jue's eyes floated slightly, "Let's go."
Lingqing Xuanxuan glanced at the traces on the back of his hand, but didn't pay much attention.
The stomach was warm, and it really didn't hurt as much as before. Feng Jue closed his eyes slightly, turned his head to the side, and the side of his face was slightly cold.
It was the little girl who put her hand on it.
"Is your face hot?"
Ling Qingxuan was thoughtful, how could one head have two temperatures.
The little guy is afraid that his brain is flooded?