After Tang Shi finished dinner, he moved into Zhao's house. When Zhao Xu saw that he was injured like this, he couldn't take care of avoiding suspicion.
Zhao Jin looked at Zhao Xu who was preparing to clean up the quilt, and said lightly, "Axu, I'll come, you go to rest first."
Zhao Xu touched his eyes, and instantly remembered what her brother had warned her before, so he threw the quilt on the bed and bowed his head out of the room.
Tang Shi cast a slightly mocking look at Zhao Jin, "What? Are you afraid I'll abduct your sister away?"
Zhao Jin spread the quilt, turned around and looked at Tang Shi seriously, "No."
"What is that?" Tang Shi felt that this was the only reason in his heart. He sat on the bed, raised his head and said, "I think you are a strange person. Let me live in your house again, and I just want to know what you think."
Zhao Jin smiled slightly, "Don't think about it, go to bed early, I'll go out first."
Tang Shi lay down in the bed and closed his eyes, "Well, let's go."
Zhao Jin really walked back to the bed again, and stretched out his hand to twist the quilt for Tang Shi. Looking at Tang Shi, who was sleeping cutely in front of him, his heart became softer.
After he left the house, he saw A Xu waving at him in front of her own house, Zhao Jin walked over and asked, "What's wrong?"
Zhao Xu was puzzled, "Brother, didn't you like others to come to our house before? Why did you offer to let Tang Xiao live in our house this time?"
Zhao Jin asked her back, "Is Tang Shi someone else?"
Zhao Xu nodded, "That's right, Tang Xiao is my brother's savior, it's not an exaggeration to say that he is a family."
Zhao Jin said "um", "A Xu, you don't have to hide from Tang Shi in the future, just treat him as your younger brother."
Zhao Xu stared at a pair of almond eyes, "Brother, didn't you just..."
Zhao Jin smiled and said, "Silly girl, I'm afraid you're tired."
Zhao Xu obviously didn't believe it. She took a step forward, stared at Zhao Jin's eyes tightly, and asked suspiciously, "Brother, why do I think you're lying?"
Zhao Jin was shocked, but his face did not change color. Zhao Xu didn't wait for him to answer, and said to himself: "Brother, your sister, I dance with knives and guns every day, can you make me tired by laying a quilt?"
Zhao Jin said seriously: "No matter how good you are, that's my sister."
Zhao Xu wrinkled his nose, "Forget it, I can't guess what you're thinking, it's better to go to sleep." She said and retreated into the room, made a face at Zhao Jin, and then closed the door.
Zhao Jin sighed in his heart, knowing that he couldn't do it but doing it, he really spurned himself a little.
Tang Shi slept very sweetly all night, perhaps subconsciously believing in Zhao Jin, so he relaxed his mind and stopped paying attention to the surrounding movements while he was sleeping.
The next morning, Tang Shi stayed in bed. He was lying in the bed and heard that Tang Feng and the others were learning martial arts in the courtyard. Zhao Jin, the temporary master, was still very professional and taught very seriously. Tang Feng and their spirits were obviously much better than before.
The Tang family adults also found out, and they supported them even more in their martial arts.
After staying in bed for a while, he was suddenly hungry, and he got up to get out of bed.
The door opened, and Zhao Jin came in with a basin of water and a bowl of water, "Rinse your mouth first." He handed the bowl to Tang Shi's lips.
"Aren't you teaching them martial arts?" Tang Shi said, taking a mouthful of salt water and slowly cleaning it in his mouth.
"They are practicing." Zhao Jin looked cute when he saw his little face bulging.
When Tang Shi spit out the mouthwash, Zhao Jin soaked the warm water with a soft towel and reached out to clean Tang Shi's face carefully.
"Am I enjoying aristocratic treatment?" Tang Shi smiled at him, "This servant is still a heavyweight."
Zhao Jin's eyes were smiling, but he didn't say anything, but he said in his heart: If you want, you can enjoy it every day.
Tang Shi was not psychologically uncomfortable with being served by others, even if the person in front of him was a powerful guard commander.
"Okay," Zhao Jin cleaned up the bowls, "I'll bring you breakfast."
"I'm going to eat in the yard." He also wanted to observe the results of his nephew and nephew's efforts.
Zhao Jin responded. When Tang Shi sat down in the courtyard, Zhao Jin brought a bowl of porridge, which even added red dates and red beans!
You know, the Tang family basically does not eat porridge for breakfast, only pasta. After all, rice is expensive, and the Tang family is reluctant to eat rice every day. So this bowl of porridge was definitely not sent by the Tang family.
"Where did the porridge come from?"
Zhao Jin lowered his eyes, "I bought it, I just went to warm it up."
Tang Shi nodded, opened his mouth to hold the spoon handed over by Zhao Jin, and almost vomited it out in the next second. If this porridge was really bought, it would be a miracle that the porridge shop could continue to operate!
Still in line with the principle of cherishing food, he swallowed the porridge despite the strange taste, raised his eyes, and bumped into Zhao Jin's somewhat apprehensive eyes.
Um? perturbed
Tang Shi asked suspiciously, "Is this porridge really bought?"
Zhao Jin nodded.
Tang Shi said, "Why don't you taste it yourself."
Zhao Jin was stunned for a while, then took a sip from the spoon that Tang Shi had drank, then immediately picked up the bowl and turned to the kitchen.
While Tang Shi thought it was funny, there was something uncomfortable in his heart. This porridge is obviously cooked by Zhao Jin for himself. In this world, even a friend can't do this kind of thing, right
Tang Shi gradually put away the smile on his face, what does Zhao Jin mean
He looked at a few dedicated children, thought about it, and stood up, turned and walked towards the kitchen.
In the kitchen, Zhao Jin was about to pour out the porridge in the bowl when he saw Tang Shi suddenly appear at the door of the kitchen.
"Don't fall, it's not that you can't eat it, but don't waste it." Tang Shi walked up to him, "You better feed me."
Zhao Jin shook his head, "You don't need to eat it if it's bad."
Tang Shi's attitude is very firm, "Food is not to be wasted, and it can't eat people, why can't you eat it? If you don't want to give it to me, forget it!"
Zhao Jin had no choice but to say: "The steamed buns in the pot are also hot." He took out the steamed buns and put them in a clean bowl, "You eat the steamed buns, and I will drink the porridge, so it will not be wasted." He finished speaking He scooped a spoonful and stuffed it into his mouth, not forgetting to use the other hand to hold the steamed bun to Tang Shi's lips.
How could someone with power and money like Zhao Jin really care about that bowl of porridge, all he cares about is what Tang Shi thinks.
"Zhao Jin, I like your sister, can I marry your sister in the future?" Tang Shi suddenly asked.
The spoon in Zhao Jin's hand suddenly fell to the ground. He lowered his head and looked at the broken spoon on the ground, feeling that his mood at that moment was like this spoon, fragmented.
He squatted down slowly and picked up the pieces one by one. His hands were shaking a little, but they fell off when they were picked up, so he started picking them up again, and so on. After a long time, he finally picked up all the pieces. He got up, then stood up, showing a smile, his voice seemed a little tight, "As long as Ah Xu also likes you, I don't have any opinion."
Tang Shi blinked his sour eyes, his voice a little erratic, "After that, I made money to support her, I fed her, I covered her quilt, she had an accident, I found the place for her, I raised her All the flowers are given to her, as long as she likes, I will find them for her, are you satisfied?"
The more he spoke, the tighter Zhao Jin's right hand clenched, and the smell of blood floated to the tip of Tang Shi's nose.
"You're bleeding." Tang Shi's eyes fell on the palm of his hand, which was cut by broken porcelain pieces.
Zhao Jin didn't seem to notice, his eyes were fixed on Tang Shi, and there were a few bloodshots around his pupils.
"So, Zhao Jin, I have nothing to do with you in the future."
Zhao Jin suddenly threw away the broken pieces of porcelain in his hand, took a step forward and directly picked Tang Shi up, let him sit on the stove with residual heat, his arms tightly wrapped around his waist, and buried his face. On Tang Shi's neck.
"Tang Shi, you are so cruel." Zhao Jin said in a hoarse voice. His scorching breath gushed on Tang Shi's neck, and it was about to scald into Tang Shi's heart.
"In the future, I will raise you, feed you, make your bed, cover you, and grow flowers with you, okay? Tang Shi, would you like it?"
Tang Shi was silent for a long time, until Zhao Jin gradually let go of him, and there was an aura of sadness and despair all over his body, but he didn't dare to ask even a word, and he didn't dare to look up at Tang Shi, for fear that Tang Shi would show disgust Nasty look.
Tang Shi suddenly laughed. He jumped off the stove and deliberately didn't stand still. Zhao Jin quickly stretched out his hand to stabilize him, and then crashed into a pair of mischievous eyes.
"I'm still young, and I'm not suitable for romance." He heard Tang Shi say to himself.
As smart as him, how could he not understand what Tang Shi meant? At this moment, he only felt that the whole world was brighter.
Zhao Jin reached out and touched his furry head, and smiled helplessly, with a sense of relief in his smile, "What a little rascal!"
Tang Shi glanced at his hand, "I can't help you right now, you can apply some medicine yourself." Hmph, and even making tricks with him, do you really think he will feel distressed
Well, he does feel a little distressed.
Zhao Jin shook his head seriously, "It doesn't matter if you have your hands, the porridge should not be wasted."
Tang Shi glared at him, "If you don't know how to cook porridge, study hard. It's not a gentleman's act to waste food, but you should give it to Xiao Hei." Xiao Hei is one of those wild dogs.
Zhao Jin looked at him and smiled softly, "Okay, I will definitely study hard in the future."
Tang Shi turned his face uncomfortably, "Don't hurry up, I'm still hungry."
Zhao Jin immediately picked up the steamed bun and handed it to him. Tang Shi opened his mouth and ate it slowly. Zhao Jin felt that even with such a simple feeding, he could feel a kind of satisfaction. This is a feeling that even A Continent can't give him.
After feeding Tang Xiao, Zhao Jin dealt with his hands and asked him, "Would you like to see the flowers?"
Tang Shi's eyes lit up, "Think!"
Zhao Jin sighed in his heart, he still couldn't like those flowers.