Thinking of this, Lin Qianyi's face once again showed a pure smile.

Just like the smile when I first met the little squirrel, innocent and flawless.

Soon, Lin's mother's voice sounded from inside the room.

"Xiaoyi, what are you doing outside while you are still stunned? Hurry up and call your fellow disciples to come in and have noodles together. You must be very hungry after rushing so far..."

Lin Qianyi put the nuts back on the stone wall and looked at Wu Yang again.

Wu Yang shrugged his shoulders and smiled indifferently.

"Go in and have some noodles together."

"Okay! This is in your house, and the guest will follow the host's will."

So Lin Qianyi walked into the room, smelled the fragrance, and looked at the bowl of noodles on the table, which was steaming hot, and couldn't help but praise, "Mom, the braised pork noodles you made are still so fragrant, and so many green onions..."

When talking about "single", Lin Qianyi's voice paused, as if he was recalling some things.

The word "flower" behind was also spoken out in a very small voice.

Soon, Lin's mother brought out another bowl of braised pork noodles and handed them to Wu Yang. She smiled and urged her son, "Why are you still standing? Sit down and eat quickly and see if my mother's cooking skills have declined..."

"Thank you aunt."

Wu Yang quickly sat down, picked up the dishes and prepared to start eating.

But he turned around and saw that Senior Brother Xiaolin was still stunned, and he couldn't help but pause.

Lin Qianyi came to his senses and picked up the bowls and chopsticks, while saying to his mother, "Mom, I want to go out and sit outside and eat, cooler..."

Before Lin's mother could react, Lin Qianyi walked out of the door with her bowls and chopsticks, and came to sit down on the steps.

While eating braised pork noodles, he looked at the thirty-six nuts on the wall. Thinking of the little squirrel, smiling, revealing two big front teeth, he couldn't help but laugh.

Then he ate the noodles in big mouthfuls.

Lin’s mother and Wu Yang looked at Lin Qianyi’s back and silently withdrew their gaze.

Wu Yang smiled and said sorry, then nodded Lin's mother and said casually, she also picked up the bowls and chopsticks, walked out of the door, sat next to Lin Qianyi, eating braised pork noodles together, and staring at the distance in a daze.

Lin's mother looked at her son's back silently, her eyes full of heartache.

Finally, she wiped the corners of her eyes, got up and went into the kitchen, not knowing what she was busy with.

Maybe she doesn't even know it herself.

After a while, Lin's mother remembered an important thing, quickly walked out of the kitchen and shouted to Lin Qianyi, "Xiaoyi, how long have you been back this time? Mom will clean up your room and have a good rest..."

Lin Qianyi had just finished his last bite of noodles and had not had time to swallow it.

After hearing this, he stopped chewing meat, then continued to chew, and said vaguely, "Mom, no need, let's come back and sit for a while, and we will rush back to train later.

You wait for me to come home next time and clean up your room with you."

Lin's mother's smile suddenly stiffened on her face, and she had nowhere to put her hands.

She quickly turned around, wiped her mouth with her hand, and nodded, "Okay, then, then mom won't clean up. Let's make some food for you and take it on the way..."

This time, without waiting for Lin Qianyi to speak, she hurried into the room.

After taking the last sip of the soup, Wu Yang patted his stomach with satisfaction and gave Lin Qianyi a thumbs up.

"The braised pork noodles made by my aunt are so delicious! I'm wondering, my aunt's cooking skills are so good, why don't you even gain weight, Brother Xiaolin?"

Lin Qianyi also finished his last sip of soup and grabbed the last chopped green onion into his mouth.

The familiar smell bloomed on the taste buds, and it reminded him of the tomato and scallion noodles made by his grandfather, and his vision seemed to blur.

Then Lin Qianyi put the bowls and chopsticks aside, got up and walked to the stone wall.

He looked at the thirty-six nuts on the wall, and was silent, reaching out to take off the cloth bag tied around his waist.

Pour all the nuts out of it.

After counting carefully, there are no more or less, just seventy pieces.

Originally, the cloth bag contained 72 nuts, but after meeting the little girl in Yanyu Ancient Town, I gave her two, and only seventy were left.

Lin Qianyi put the seventy nuts on the stone wall and then put the thirty-six nuts into a cloth bag.

He thought about it, then took out the plush white rabbit from his arms and placed it next to seventy nuts.

After doing this, Lin Qianyi looked at the seventy nuts and plush white rabbits silently, thinking happily in his heart.

‘I miss you twice as much as you miss me.’

‘Remember, see you tomorrow.’

...

At the same time, at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain.

At noon that day, a man with a thin face appeared in the square, with a dog-tail grass in his mouth.

He didn't go up the mountain, but sat on a stone bench, watching the people coming and going around him, as if he was waiting for something.

But looking at his focal length, he never had a focus, and was away from the crowd, obviously not waiting for someone.

Suddenly, the thin man heard a tender voice not far away.

"Mom, the videos uploaded on the Internet say that there are gods in this Qingcheng Mountain. Are there really gods living on the top of the mountain?"

Before the girl's mother could answer, she saw the thin man grinning, "Little sister, there are no gods on the mountain, don't be misled by those videos."

"Uncle, can you tell me, is there anything on the mountain?"

“On the mountain…”

Xu Qingyi was trying to give the answer and satisfy the girl's curiosity, but found that the girl had been attracted by the kite in the sky.
Chapter completed!