"Female benefactor? Are you a monk?" Princess Xinyang looked at him strangely.
Xiao Jingkong shook his head: "Well... I used to be, but I'm going down the mountain now! I'm not a little monk!"
Princess Xinyang said: "Then you can't be called a donor."
Little monk: "Oh."
With this familiar little expression, Princess Xinyang pondered for a while, then looked at the little guy and said, "You are Gu Jiao's... brother?"
After investigating her, it is natural to know who is in her family.
"Yeah! My name is Jingkong!" Xiao Jingkong nodded, "Are you the mother of a bad brother-in-law? I've seen your portrait."
He asked Jiaojiao, who is the fairy in the portrait? Jiaojiao said that it was the mother of the little brother in the portrait.
The little brother is so similar to the bad brother-in-law, at first glance it is the real brother!
Since she is the mother of the younger brother, she is also the mother of the bad brother-in-law.
He is so smart!
Princess Xinyang's attention was attracted by the sentence of bad brother-in-law, but ignored the portrait that asked him where he saw it.
"Bad brother-in-law?" she said.
"Yeah!" Xiao Jingkong put away the marbles, sat down on the small bench in front of the bed, and said earnestly, "It's really hard for you, raising such an uneasy son must be very tiring, right?"
"No... peace of mind?" Princess Xinyang was confused, and it took a while to realize that the bad brother-in-law he was talking about was probably Xiao Heng.
Xiao Heng was naughty when he was a child, but when he grew up, it was very worry-free.
There is no more obedient child in the world than him.
Xiao Jingkong nodded: "Yes, the bad brother-in-law is just too worry-free, and he has to worry about his body and his grades."
The logic of children is limited by the region. Some phenomena that are bizarre in the eyes of adults are often ignored or accepted in the eyes of children. For example, since Xiao Liulang has a mother who looks rich, why is he still in the country? long hard days.
Seeing Princess Xinyang's silence, Xiaojingkong thought she didn't understand, and explained to her: "You see, the bad brother-in-law's leg is injured. It was the one who rescued Brother Feng Lin from the fire. Oh, it's not getting better. He is now It's a little lame. He goes to school with a lame leg. Many people look down on him. He is always bullied. Fortunately, there is Jiaojiao."
Princess Xinyang was even more silent.
Xiao Jingkong disliked the bad brother-in-law, but when he really talked about the bad brother-in-law, he seemed to have aroused the horn's physique, and he couldn't stop: "When we were in the country, we went to the town to go to school, there was no carriage, the village There is only an ox cart, and the road is slippery in winter, and the ox cart can’t go, so the bad brother-in-law can only walk to the town with a lame leg to go to school.”
"Can't I take a carriage?" Princess Xinyang asked.
Xiao Jingkong sighed like a little adult: "Oh, at that time, the family was poor. Poverty is not terrible, do you know what the most terrible thing is? It's the bad brother-in-law's grades that are too bad, always the last one, almost Didn't get into the top spot!"
Princess Xinyang's mood was originally very complicated, but the last sentence made her mood incoherent.
The last one can still get into the top spot in the exam. Are all the students in the class a great scholar like Zhuang Xianzhi
Xiaojingkong Papa Pa said a lot of things in the countryside, mainly complaining about bad brother-in-law.
For the first time, Princess Xinyang learned about Xiao Liulang's news in the past few years from the mouths of others.
She couldn't imagine that the dignified and proud of the heavens would be reduced to the point of riding an ox cart, soaked in the sun and rain, coming and going from cold to summer, from being sought after by thousands to being ridiculed.
He seemed to fall from a cloud into a swamp at once.
"Qingkong, come here!"
Xiao Jingkong was called away by Xiao Jiangli.
There was no one else in the room, neither was Yu Jin, and Long Yi was probably in the dark.
He doesn't show up often, otherwise even Wen Linlang wouldn't know Long Yi's existence.
Long Yi will show up more in fixed places, but outside, it will hardly be noticed.
Princess Xinyang lifted the quilt, put on embroidered shoes and got out of bed.
The evening wind was blowing, with a hint of the coolness of the late autumn, and the wind chimes under the window lattice tinkled.
In the hustle and bustle of the world, the small courtyard in this hospital does not have a secluded tranquility.
She tightened the placket on her chest, opened the hidden door, and walked out slowly.
Gu Jiao's small courtyard is not big, it's a one-stop courtyard. It was built by Er Dong's house for her convenience. Er Dong's house doesn't have this kind of treatment. He only has a separate small wing upstairs.
Princess Xinyang came to the corridor and unexpectedly smelled the aroma of sweet potatoes and corn.
Only then did she realize that she hadn't eaten all day, and her stomach was a little hungry.
She subconsciously walked towards the scented kitchenette.
In fact, she didn't have to go there by herself, but for some reason, it seemed that something was attracting her.
When she came to the door, she didn't see anyone, but first heard a crisp sound of broken branches.
She is a princess of the royal family. She has never touched the spring water with her ten fingers. She has never been in the kitchen. Naturally, she does not know what this voice is doing.
It wasn't until she got closer that she could see the movements of the person inside.
It was a young man in plain white uniforms, sitting on the small bench behind the stove with his back to the door.
Behind him was a pile of messy and mottled dead branches. He grabbed two dead branches with his left hand, and slid down on his left leg, breaking the dead branches.
The folded dead branch was placed on his left by him.
Judging from the height of the stack on the left, he folded a lot.
The stove in front of him was burning vigorously, and while he was breaking dead branches, he did not forget to throw two in from time to time.
Because his right wrist was injured, when he broke the dead branch, he held it with his left hand on the left side, but pressed the right side with his right forearm.
so repeatedly.
His clothes were thin, and the entire neckline on the back of his neck was soaked with sweat.
There was a dead branch that was too difficult to break. He tried several times without breaking it. He accidentally touched the wound on his wrist, and he took a breath.
Princess Xinyang took a step forward unconsciously.
But stopped wisely.
Xiao Liulang finally broke the dead branch. He didn't bother to wipe the sweat from his forehead. He bent over to pick up the tongs on the ground with his left hand, and turned over the burning sweet potatoes on the stove.
After doing this, the corn and steamed vegetables in the pot should also be ready.
He stood up, limped around the stove, lifted the lid of the pot skillfully, and the white heat rushed over, and he found another rag to bring out the steamer.
Afterwards, he washed his hands with the clean water on the side, turned around to open the cupboard, and took two pairs of tableware, one is the exclusive tableware for the small headroom, and the other…
When he got half of it, he suddenly realized something, and his eyes moved slightly.
His eyelashes trembled, but he didn't dare to turn around.
With a bang, the bowl and chopsticks in his hand fell to the ground.
Rolling a little far, he had inconvenience in his legs and feet, dragged his weak right foot forward for two steps, bent down to pick it up, a slender white hand reached over, and picked up the tableware and chopsticks on the ground one step ahead of him.
Don't stay, it's all over!
(End of this chapter)