Although Jiang Huaiqing didn't say anything and there was still a smile on the corner of her mouth, Tong Shan inexplicably felt that his emotions didn't seem to be very happy, at least not as happy as she thought.

A faint sad look appeared in Tong Shan's eyes. He didn't understand why the man was unhappy. He obviously saved the money with the hairpin.

Do you don’t like this style? I was even more worried when I thought of this Tongshan. How could she understand these things? I thought it was made of a wooden hairpin.

Seeing that the man kept his head down and did not speak, Tong Shan pursed his lips and asked in a loss: "Do you don't like it? If you don't like it, I'll ask Kaixia to carve another one for you..."

But today is definitely not possible, and it is not enough to let this time go. Tomorrow she will talk to Kaixia to see if Kaixia can carve another one. Tongshan is afraid that it will be too troublesome, so if it really doesn't work, just go to the town to take a look.

When I was still worried, I saw the man looking up at her. The smile at the corner of his mouth had not changed, and his eyes were still soft: "Huaiqing is not unhappy, but this has troubled Miss Ye, and he feels a little sad."

So that's the case. Tong Shan breathed a sigh of relief. If you like it, you can do it. After all, it took some time. If he didn't like her, he would have to take it back and give it to her father: "Don't worry about this, Kaixia didn't know that this hairpin was made for you."

After saying that, he felt something was wrong again. Tong Shan was a little anxious to scratch his ear: "I mean...I mean..."

She couldn't say that it was because she was afraid that Ye Kaixia knew it was for him, so she would not want to do it. After all, she seemed to have avoided Jiang Huaiqing when she saw Ye Kaixia's appearance last time.

Tong Shan, who was not very good at speaking on weekdays, frowned even more so sadly, and his voice was hesitant and vague.

Jiang Huaiqing looked at the woman's anxious look and smiled. He didn't care what she said, and interrupted her voice softly: "Miss Tongshan doesn't need to explain this to Huaiqing. Huaiqing is very grateful to Miss Tongshan who can help Huaiqing like this."

The man's understanding look calmed the panicked woman. She looked at him calmly, as if she had forgotten how Menglang was staring at the man like this.

As if he didn't realize it, Jiang Huaiqing raised his hand and gently removed the strands of hair that were stained on his lips. The transparent liquid sticking to the black hair flowed a little luster on his lips due to the man's movements. The pale lips seemed to feel itchy, and they pursed it gently, and the pale lips were dyed with a few traces of blood.

This scene was a great visual impact for Tong Shan, who was usually quiet and had little desires and didn't even look at the man's face for a long time. A wheat-colored face suddenly turned red, and even his neck was dyed red.

After swallowing, his clear eyes seemed to be frozen in that place, and he couldn't move it away. If he wanted to rub the man's pale lips hard, it would be even more bloody.

"Miss Tongshan?"

“…”

"Miss Tongshan?" The man's soft voice became louder. When Tongshan reacted, he raised his sleeves and covered his lips and chuckled, his eyes full of jokes: "Miss Tongshan looks at Huaiqing like this, but what is the face of Huaiqing?"

The man's voice woke Tong Shan up, but the next moment he was jokingly ashamed. She held her hands tightly, her face turned red and she suddenly lowered her head, and said stammeringly: "No, no, nothing, nothing..."

"What is that girl Tongshan just watching?" The man didn't seem to be planning to let her go. He tilted his head slightly and pretended to be curious and continued to ask: "I've still watched so engrossed, Huaiqing has called her twice."

"I..." Tong Shan didn't know what to say. He knew he was teasing her, but he was still panicked. His chest was pounding. No matter how she wanted to press it, she could only apologize to him at a loss: "Yes... I'm sorry..."

The woman's clumsy appearance successfully pleased Jiang Huaiqing. The curve of the corners of his mouth was no longer as perfect as before, but instead he chuckled with a more natural lips.

Jiang Huaiqing turned his body and turned his hand to the door to make an invitation: "Miss Tongshan came in and sat down. Huaiqing had just cooked some sweet porridge. I wonder if Miss Tongshan could help Huaiqing taste the taste?"

Yes, do you want to go in and sit?

Tong Shan nervously rubbed his hands beside him, raised his eyes and glanced at him secretly, and whispered: "Is this... I'm afraid it's inconvenient?"

After all, they were not married and the other died. If people were to stay together like this, wouldn’t it be a matter of being left alone? Although it doesn’t matter to her and a woman, wouldn’t he, a man, behave like this, ruin his innocence.

Just as Tongshan wanted to refuse, the smile on the corner of the man's mouth faded, and even his eyes seemed to lose their expression just now, with a faint sense of loss: "Miss Tongshan is afraid that Huaiqing will ruin your reputation?"

"What, what?" Tong Shan was stunned, not understanding the meaning of the man's words for a moment.

The man lowered his eyes slightly and gently slid his fingers on the hairpin: "Because Huaiqing is an ominous person who defeats his wife's master to death... If the people in the village know that Miss Tongshan lives with me, there will definitely be rumors that are not good for Miss Tongshan."

His voice seemed to be an understatement of something, and Tongshan couldn't recognize whether there was any sadness in it.

"No, no, I don't care what this means..." Tong Shan hurriedly waved his hand to him and explained, not wanting to see the man so disappointed: "I'm just... just afraid of ruining your innocence..." She said stutteringly, her hands hanging on both sides and clenched into fists.

His innocence?

"Ha" the man laughed self-deprecatingly, lowered his eyes and looked at the wooden hairpin in his hand. The calmer and colder the lower his eyes: "In everyone's eyes, Huaiqing is an ominous person who killed his wife's family, and he has long been used to their gossip." After saying that, a sarcasm flashed in his eyes: "How can a widowed husband who has killed his wife's wife's family come from innocence, and further..."

Jiang Huaiqing raised his eyes and looked at her faintly: "No one would want to get close to my house, because they are also afraid of being unlucky."

The man faintly expressed these facts one by one. His appearance seemed to be talking about a small thing that had nothing to do with him, with no sadness in his eyes and no sadness.

Tong Shan looked at the calm man and opened his mouth to comfort him, but he was clumsy but didn't know how to comfort him. She pursed her lips, let her clenched fists loosen, and said softly: "That... will disturb you."

Tong Shan sat next to the wooden table in Jiang Huaiqing's yard and looked around the house. It might be because of the lack of women. The walls of the yard were already old, and you could tell that they had not been renovated when looking at the appearance. However, except for the old things placed in the yard, they were very neat and orderly.

She glanced at Jiang Huaiqing who was busy in the kitchen, and her nervous mood calmed down inexplicably.

Jiang Huaiqing brought a bowl of sweet porridge to her and said softly: "Come on, try it, see if it suits your appetite."

Tong Shan suppressed the strange feeling in his heart, took the small bowl from his hand and took a bite, nodded gently: "It's great."

It is sweet and moderate. Although she doesn't like sweets very much, the sweetness is completely acceptable.

The man sat opposite her, with a soft smile on his lips curled up at her: "Huaiqing used to be worried about making some delicious food but no one could help him taste the taste. The Tongshan girl really helped Huaiqing." He said as if sighing: "Miss Tongshan is such a good person."

Just drinking a bowl of porridge, there were so many words and praises. Tong Shan scratched his neck a little embarrassedly, and didn't know what to say to respond to him. He had to finish the sweet porridge silently.

He put the empty bowl on the table. Seeing this, the man picked up her bowl and asked to put another bowl for her, but was stopped by Tong Shan: "One bowl is enough, I will have to eat later."

But the man thought she didn't like it, pursed her lips and said a little sadly: "But Huaiqing's cooking is not to the taste?"

So because of the man's words, Tong Shan forced to drink two more bowls of porridge, and when she got home, she was almost full.

As soon as I got home, I saw Guan's beans carrying beans in the yard.

Hearing the sound, Guan glanced at her and asked casually: "I'm back? The sun has set, and I still think you want to spend the night outside."

Tong Shan scratched his neck and entered the house. After hearing this, he didn't say anything. He handed him the silver from today from his pocket, and tried to bring the topic over: "Dad, this is what I received from selling buns today."

Guan said oh, wiped his hands and took the silver and lit it.

Just as Tong Shan breathed a sigh of relief and thought he would not ask again, he saw the middle-aged man lighting silver and asking her casually: "Where have you been there just now? I'm back so late."

Tong Shan kept glanced left and right, touched his back unnaturally, and hesitated for a long time before he said, "Go... I went to Kaixia's house..." The nervous palms were sweating, afraid that he would continue to ask.

Fortunately, Guan didn't care too much, so he took the silver into his purse, got up and walked towards the bedroom, and said to Tong Shan behind him: "Wash your hands and bring out the dishes. Wait until you come back, the dishes are almost cold, and you don't know when you go out to play."

"Oh..." Tong Shan let out a long sigh, his tense shoulders relaxed, and walked into the stove with brisk steps.

The dishes were served one by one on the wooden table in the yard, and the two of them sat down.

Tong Shan looked at the dishes on the table, but had no appetite. After drinking three bowls of porridge, he was already full.

Seeing that the person didn't move, Guan picked up a piece of meat and put it in her bowl: "Why don't you eat it? It's going to be cold if you don't eat it."

Tong Shan responded softly, gritted the bullet and slashed the rice into his mouth. As soon as he swallowed the first bite of rice, he burped.

Guan chewed the food in her mouth carefully, narrowed her eyes and stared at her, swallowed the things in her mouth before speaking: "What have you eaten just now? Did you go to Kaixia's house and eat at someone else's house?"

"No..." Tong Shan lowered his head, preventing Guan Shi from seeing her flickering eyes: "Ban Zhacai just ate some snacks at Kaixia's house..." She felt that she had told her father too many lies today, and she didn't know if she would be struck by lightning.

Guan had no doubts at all, but just hummed unhappy: "What are you eating so much snacks even though you know you're about to eat?" He said that, and snorted hard, glanced at her: "If I don't want to eat the food I cook in the future, I will make one less in the future!"

Tong Shan knew that he was a little annoyed, swallowed his mouthful of food, raised his head to admit his mistake: "I won't dare to do my dad next time."

Next time I will never eat other people's food at meal time.

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