My villain's style is wrong [Quickly wear]

Chapter 120 The Tyrant's Sister (20)

 Today is the day to go to the market. Aunt Zhang picked up two baskets of fresh fish to sell.

This is a fishing village. There are not many people living in it. The village appears to be very quiet. Most of them rely on fishing, farming, and farming for their livelihoods.

Approaching noon, Zhang Auntie came back with Kong Louzi with a smile on her face, and handed a few packets of medicine to Jian Meng, saying: "The doctor said that after boiling and drinking a bowl every night, it will be fine for seven or eight days. That's it."

Jian Meng took it over and thanked him.

"What are you holding?" Xie Ting came out of the inner room and asked her.

Before she could answer, Zhang Auntie saw a handsome young man who looked like the picture came out. She was stunned and said with a smile: "Xie Xie is awake? You slept for a long time, but your lady is worried about it. , I watched you for the night, and asked me to bring you some medicine for your injuries in the morning."

...Lady?

There was a smile in Xie Ting's eyes, and she glanced at Jian Meng.

Aunt Zhang said that she was going to have lunch, so she asked her son, Xiaoyu, to go to the kitchen to burn the fire, and there were only two of them left in the house.

Jian Meng: "It's not what I said, it's just that Zhang Auntie saw that you were injured, and we were so embarrassed that we thought we were elopement young couples."

Xie Ting: "Well, lady."

"..." Jian Meng low Said, "Brother, don't be kidding, really, who sent those assassins last night?"

Xie Ting vaguely said: "You will know later."

He just didn't want to tell her!

Jane Meng look at him, sip Min Chun: "What are we going to go?"

"Go," Xie Ting lips quirky smile, "do not go"?.

Jane Meng wonder, Xie Ting's not looking over those who guard Forget it, even Xie Ting didn't even plan to leave.

She didn't think he had suddenly figured out not to be an emperor, it was more like...some kind of conspiracy.

Seeing her frowning and looking thoughtful, Xie Ting couldn't help but rubbed her head, and smiled: "Don't you like life outside the palace? I stay with you, are you still upset?"

Jian Meng Twitched the corners of his lips: "Happy." A ghost.

The feeling of being kept in the dark is really uncomfortable.

Lunch is ready, there are only two or three side dishes, and a large bowl of greasy chicken soup.

Although it seems very simple, but... Jian Meng glanced at the child who was swallowing her saliva, and thought to herself, this is probably the most abundant lunch they have prepared.

She knew that Xie Ting must not be used to these, but she didn't expect Xie Ting to not even move the chopsticks, frowning unconsciously.

Aunt Zhang looked embarrassed: "I don't know if these dishes suit your tastes. We are small households, and only these homemade dishes."

Jane pulled down Xie Ting's sleeves.

Xie Ting turned to look at her.

She hurriedly picked up a piece of greens and brought it to his lips, smiling at the corners of her lips, and threatening him with a fierce look in her eyes: "Brother, you can eat and eat." At

this time, don't you want to put on the emperor's airs?

Xie Ting glanced at the slightly yellowed vegetable leaves, and then caught a glimpse of the dark chopsticks. He only felt that even a strand of hair was braving the breath of resistance, but... he had to open his mouth to eat when he met her eyes. NS.

"It's delicious?" Jian Meng asked with a smile.

Zhang Auntie looked expectant and nervous.

Xie Ting's expression was stiff, he swallowed without chewing much, and his smile was light: "...It's delicious." The

farmer's people are simpler and take it seriously. Aunt Zhang personally gave him a fat and greasy chicken leg. : "If you like, eat more."

Xie Ting: "..."

Jian Meng poked his waist, but he didn't move anymore, and returned her with an expression of "I tried my best".

Xie Ting instantly saw the child at the table staring at the chicken drumsticks in his bowl, and calmly gave the chicken drumsticks to the child, and said: "You eat."

Zhang Auntie didn't see anything, only that he was there. Taking care of her own children, she smiled embarrassedly: "Little fish is greedy."

Xie Ting nodded, "Children are like this."

Just after eating, a peasant woman came over to look for Aunt Zhang, and Xiao Yu ran out too. .

The rice in Xie Ting's bowl didn't move much.

Jian Meng: "Brother, don't dislike it, it makes others feel embarrassed."

Xie Ting rubbed his eyebrows: "I am not disgusting."

Jian Meng: "I still say no."

"Really not." Xie Ting Turning his face, "I'm just sick and can't help it."

Jian Meng felt that he had been eating good food since he was a child, let alone eating these things, he hadn't even seen these things before, and he had raised his stomach very delicately for a long time. .

She was a little worried: "Brother, you have to hold back, you can't vomit, you have to eat, otherwise you will be hungry, and Zhang Auntie will be unhappy."

Xie Ting took a deep breath and picked up the chopsticks: "I know. "

Jane Meng touched his head:." ah, well-behaved children, "

Xie Ting grabbed her hand, leaned her:" where you touch it ah "??

Jane Meng:" you do not have to touch my head what old , I'll touch it once, no?"

Xie Ting looked at her: "I've grown up so no one dares to touch my head."

Jian Meng: "Then I won't touch it."

"However, if you like... He held her hand against his chest and smiled badly, "I'll just touch it for you alone, and it will work anywhere."

Jian Meng: "..."

Brother, let's not play hooligans, okay?

Suddenly there were footsteps outside. Aunt Zhang entered the house with an anxious expression and said, "Master Xie, my mother suddenly fell ill. I have to go back to my natal house. It may take several days to come back. Please take care of me. Xiaoyu."

Of course Xie Ting could not refuse.

Aunt Zhang only packed a few clothes, gave a few words to Xiaoyu, and hurried out.

Jian Meng cleaned up the dishes and went to the kitchen.

Xie Ting followed: "Let it go, I will wash it."

Jian Meng doubted: "Brother, what do you do?"

Xie Ting glanced at her: "Go to one side." It's just a

washing bowl. The man who can solve it.

Jian Meng was still uneasy, just watching from the side, he was washed well, but his brows were frowned.

After washing, she helped put the dishes and chopsticks in the cabinet. When she turned her head, she saw Xie Ting squatting by the basin, washing his jade hands over and over seriously.

"...Brother, it's time to peel off after washing ."

Xie Ting coughed: "I'll be fine soon."

So Jian Meng watched him continue to wash for nearly three minutes, and successfully rubbed his hands red. Only then did he let out a sigh of relief slowly, as if he had accomplished something very important.

Xie Ting stood up and noticed that she had been staring at her, trying to explain

clearly : "There is too much oil in her hands." It is obviously that he thinks it is dirty, right?

Jian Meng was silent for a while, and said: "Brother, you still don't want to wash the dishes in the future."

Xie Ting frowned: "Didn't you see my ability?"

"I didn't believe in your ability." Jian Meng said calmly. "I'm afraid you will wash your hands and break the skin."

Xie Ting coughed.

When he walked out, he saw a child squatting next to the chicken coop next to him, looking at a chicken feather that was hurting the spring and sad autumn.

"What are you doing?"

Xiaoyu raised his red eyes, his voice choked: " Little boy is dead."

Xie Ting: "Your friend?"

Xiaoyu nodded.

Seeing his pitiful appearance, Xie Ting also agreed to take care of the child, so he squatted down and said with a sense of responsibility: "Sorrow and change, people can't be resurrected, and you will have new friends in the future."

Xiaoyu looked at him. The eyes were very strange: " Little boy is the chicken we ate at noon."

Xie Ting: "..."

"Little fish." Jian Meng called him from under the eaves of the gallery.

Xiaoyu ignored Xie Ting, and just bounced over, smiling happily: "Sister Yun, you call me?"

Jian Meng said, "Do you know the way to town? It's not far away. Huh?"

"Sister, do you want to buy something?" Xiaoyu said excitedly, "I'll take you, it's not far, but it's close." The

more Xie Ting looked at, the more and more the boy became obstructive, and he stretched out his hand to lift him aside and watched. Jian Meng said, "What do you want to buy?"

Jian Meng said, "Buy some food that I want to eat these two days, as well as towels and changing clothes."

"I see." Xie Ting took a picture of the child. Shoulder, "I'll go with you."

Xiaoyu was disappointed: "Sister won't go?"

Xie Ting squinted: "No!"

Seeing that he was going, Jian Meng happened to clean up the house and said: "Then you are careful One point."

Xie Ting nodded.

The little fish blinked: "There is no danger, and the dogs on the road won't bite people."

Although Xie Ting promised to be patient, she still felt a little uncomfortable in her heart. It was like being so picky about the place to sit in the morning. She couldn't imagine whether he would really sleep in that bed at night.

The emperor is really hard to serve.

Therefore, she had to do her best to make the house a little more comfortable. She swept the floor clean, wiped the table, moved the quilt and sheets on the bed out to dry, and picked some wild flowers in the yard. In the room.

When she was almost ready and sat down to catch her breath, Xie Ting and Xiaoyu returned.

Xiaoyu's voice was very excited: "Sister Yun, come out and see, we have bought a lot of things."

It is indeed...a lot.

I bought a lot of food, clothes, and use, and piled up hills on the table.

Jian Meng: "Brother, why do you buy so much?" It

feels... so wasteful.

"Not much." Xie Ting picked up the newly bought quilt, his expression finally a little cheerful, "Junjun, come here, let's make the bed."

Jian Meng: "It won't be long, do you still buy these?"

Xie Ting looked at her: "You have to buy it for one day."

Jian Meng followed him into the house, and heard him say again: "Have you cleaned it?"

Jian Meng leaned in front of him: "Yes."

Please praise, yes. Not very clean?

Xie Ting frowned: "How can you do such a thing?"

Jian Meng: "..."

Xie Ting took her hand, looked at it, and said, "Don't be like this in the future. What do you want to do? You call me. "

Jianmeng doesn't think there is anything wrong: "Why?"

Xie Ting looked at her, and said earnestly: "Where is the princess doing this kind of rough work?"

Jian Meng: "So... can the emperor do it?"

Xie Ting sighed: "Who makes me feel bad for you."

Jian Meng was taken aback, as if there was a strange feeling in her heart, her face was a little hot, and she coughed. , Said: "Brother, come and spread the quilt."

One person pulled a corner and laid the quilt. Xie Ting suddenly said, "We two will sleep here tonight?"

Jian Meng: "...Yes."

Zhang The aunt is a widow, with an eight-year-old son, it is not easy at home, there are only two rooms.

The corners of Xie Ting's lips curled slightly: "Yes."

Jian Meng: "..."

What, don't think she can't hear his happiness.

Seeing him staring at the new quilt, she couldn't help but said: "Brother, it's just sleeping in a bed, don't think too much."

Xie Ting turned to look at her, her eyes burning: "I didn't think much. "

Jane Moe:" ...... "

you do not look very convincing, OK!