Needless to say, Lin Fufu would do the same, but she still nodded wisely.
Lin Fufu was thinking about how to bring the topic to the medicinal material business.
"The pony you gave birth to me last time is very good now. It has better qualifications than its mother." Huangfu Jin said suddenly.
Lin Fufu was taken aback again, he actually mentioned his BMW to her
"You don't want to know what happened to the horse you delivered yourself?" Huangfu Jin asked with raised eyebrows.
Lin Fufu felt that what he asked was a little inexplicable.
However, she really didn't think much about the BMW mother and child that had been delivered, but this man asked this question, so she definitely couldn't say that.
"How's the pony's mother?" she asked.
What concerned her the most was Ma'er's mother, just like human beings. Many family members only cared about the child after seeing a woman give birth, and the mother stepped aside.
She had seen a lot in her previous life, so she didn't like this phenomenon very much.
"Daxue is very good, it is a great contributor, how could I treat it badly?" Huangfu Jin didn't think there was anything wrong with her suddenly asking about the mare.
On the contrary, it pleased him.
For a long time in the history of the Beirong people, they only knew that they had mothers but did not know that they had fathers. They all cared about their mothers.
And fathers, for the most part, are the fathers of many different siblings. The father of a dozen or even dozens of brothers and sisters is just like his father. There are so many children that they can't even name them.
It doesn't matter whether you are born or raised.
And only the mother is in charge.
Lin Fufu didn't know that one of her questions touched the deep pain in the man's heart.
Of course she didn't have his ideas. As a rational modern person, she felt that parents were equally important to children, even though she was an orphan since she was a child.
Huangfu Jin felt lonely for a moment, the expression in his eyes returned to calm, the corners of his lips slightly raised, looking very kind.
Lin Fufu quietly raised his eyes to look at him, and seeing a faint smile on his face, he suddenly wanted to talk to him more.
"Is the pony all right?"
Huangfu Jin nodded, and suddenly said to her: "That cake is baked well."
Lin Fufu pursed his lips slightly, thinking that he needed more rest, and said, "Then I'll go back, put the chicken soup on the fire and warm it, and you can drink it until tonight. If your people need dinner, go buy it. I'll send someone tomorrow Go to my place to get chicken soup and food." After thinking for a while, he urged, "Be quiet."
Huangfu Jin's eyes flashed, there was something wrong with this girl, she hated so much to have any interaction with him before, but now she seemed to let go.
Why
But Gospel Lin had blessed him and left.
Huangfu Jin heard the voices of his subordinates greeting her.
Lin Fufu also saluted them, Duanmucheng stuffed a piece of oily pancake into his mouth, and gave her a thumbs up.
"Miss Lin's big pancakes are really delicious, delicious!"
As soon as Duanmucheng's words fell, a few fat-mouthed big men laughed at Lin Fuyue.
Although they are all ruthless people who lick blood on the tip of their knives, they are all very grateful to a little girl who brought their master back to the gate of hell.
This is the straightforwardness of the Beirong man.
"Is Miss Lin going back?" Lao Liu hurriedly stuffed the pancakes into his mouth, and after eating a few times, he looked at Lin Fufu and asked.
Lin Fufu nodded with a smile. These men who restrained their murderous aura looked no different from ordinary people.
She was no longer afraid to be on guard.
"Then Lao Liu will take you back." Lao Liu said with a smile.
Lin Fufu glanced at Duanmucheng.
With Duanmucheng's sharp eyesight, he naturally saw that Lin Fufu had something to say to him.
"I'm going to ask my master for instructions, and then send Miss Lin down the mountain..."
Before Duanmucheng could finish his sentence, he heard his master's order, "There are many wild beasts in the mountains, don't let the short-sighted ones startle Miss Lin."
"Yes!" Duanmucheng immediately bowed to the door, then looked at Lao Liu and said, "Bring a hundred taels of silver."
"No need." Lin Fufu made it clear that he didn't want the meal money, and immediately refused.
One hundred taels of silver is a lot, and she also needs money, but subconsciously, she doesn't want this man's money, even the meal money of his subordinates.
"This..." Seeing her rejection again and seeing her serious face, Duanmucheng didn't know what to do.
"You guys can eat for a few more days. Mr. Duanmu, I have something to ask you, shall we talk about it as we walk?" Lin Fufu asked neither humble nor overbearing.
"Then... okay." Duanmucheng stretched out his hand and put the bank note handed over by Lao Liu into his arms, and walked out of the cabin with Lin Fufu.
"Miss Lin, what do you want to ask me?"
Lin Fufu asked directly: "Mr. Duanmu, I want to ask you, besides being poisoned by other poisons, has your master ever suffered any injuries?"
After hearing Lin Fufu's words, Duanmucheng's heart skipped a beat, and his eyelids also twitched.
However, he could not answer this question.
As soon as Lin Fufu saw his expression, he knew that he was either unwilling to speak, or he was afraid to speak, so he didn't make things difficult for him.
She frowned slightly, and said lightly: "It's nothing, it's not a big problem."
Duanmu felt relieved when she saw that she didn't go to the bottom of the matter.
He raised his eyes and looked at Lin Fufu quietly, thinking: This little girl is too powerful, if it wasn't for...
The next day, after Lin Fufu simmered the chicken soup and baked the pancakes, Lao Liu quietly entered the kitchen and took them away by himself.
Lin Fufu also went to see Huangfu Jin every other day. Huangfu Jin recovered well, so she was relieved.
One day, after Lao Liu took away the chicken soup and pancakes Lin Fufu had prepared, two unexpected guests came to her house.
A pale, thin old lady of medium build, about fifty years old, she was wearing a green cloth and floral gown, with silver earrings on her ears, and a round bun fastened with a silver hairpin.
He tidied up neatly, but with sunken eye sockets, high cheekbones, no flesh on his face, and a sharp chin, he didn't look like an easy-going old man.
Behind her was a young man in his twenties. This man had a pale complexion and a thin figure. His eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to those of Lin Jiasanlang, even his lazy and boneless appearance.
Lin Fufu understood in his heart that this should be Lin Dalang who was adopted by the eldest son of the Lin family to another branch of the Lin family.
The skinny old lady snorted as soon as she saw Lin Fufu, with a sense of self-esteem, "You are the eldest daughter of the third child of the Lin family? Why don't you know how to salute when you see me?"
"..." Lin Fufu was speechless for a while, then coughed lightly, and asked, "Ma'am, who are you?"