"By the way, your friend will send that person to the yamen. I think he is familiar with the situation. It is probably not the first time he has done such a thing. Maybe he can follow the clues and find other cases."

Yan Xuehuai thought of the man's sturdy body as a buffalo and frowned. If the person today was not her, but a delicate little girl, if Yan Qi and his friends hadn't happened to pass by, the man might have succeeded.

Women in this era regard chastity as more important than life. If they ruin a woman's chastity, it is equivalent to killing a life, which is equivalent to killing someone!

She was very worried that Yan Qi's friend would beat the man and let him go: "That man looks difficult to deal with. Is your friend okay alone? Why don't we go back and take a look."

Yan Qi was speechless, Yan Xiangcai was caring about Lu Jinxing?

Lu Jinxing is cruel and ruthless, only blind people will worry about him.

Yan Xiangcai doesn’t look blind, that’s because she’s really caring.

"No, he should be fine."

"It's better to go and have a look, it shouldn't be delayed."

In fact, they didn't go far. When the two of them turned back, Lu Jinxing and the big buffalo were gone.

"It must have been sent to the yamen. My friend looks gentle and kind, but in fact he has martial arts skills, so you don't have to worry."

Under the moonlight, Yan Qi's face was as white as jade. It was an extremely delicate face, delicate but not feminine, but not the kind of upright appearance. Instead, it was a bit slutty, careless, but noble, like a second-generation ancestor who was spoiled by a wealthy family.

His friend should not be a friend, but a person who obeys him.

From this perspective, Yan Qi is actually more like a bad person than the big buffalo.

"Say it, what do you want to do?"

Although he was afraid of Yan Qi's unique hidden weapon, Yan Xuehuai still asked this question.

She and Li Qiniang depend on each other for life. There is no family shelter from the wind and rain, and there is no permanent property to settle down. They can only take one step at a time. When they encounter wind and snow, they can't afford to plot against long-term thinking. Now that they encounter problems, they don't carry a knife to meet them. Do they have to wait for the second calculation?

Yan Qi was stunned. What did he want to do? He just saw that Yan Xiangcai was beautiful and wanted to look at her a few more times. What else could he do? He was not that big buffalo.

No, Yan Xiangcai clearly thought he and Dashui Buffalo belonged to the same group.

That was the case just now. Later, when he said that he was living here, Yan Xiangcai did not ask any further. Originally, Yan Xiangcai did not believe it, but was always suspicious of him.

Don’t call it Yan Xiangcai, you’re called Yan Hedgehog.

He wanted to show Yan Xuehuai the keys to his house and prove that he really lives here.

But when I touched my body, I remembered that the key was Lu Jinxing.

Yan Qi had no choice but to say, "You forgot that you gave me a face-to-face man, Nezha. This is not the first time we have met. We have met before Li Shiji. If I want to give you kindness, why do you have to use such a bad method? And that big buffalo? If I want to find a helper, I wouldn't find someone so stupid."

Yan Xuehuai blinked. She did buy a Nezha. When she was following the siblings, she gave Nezha casually to the person opposite to eat.

"So it's you, why didn't you say it earlier?"

Yan Qi was helpless, look, it was him who was wrong, who told him not to say it earlier? If he had said it, Yan Xiangcai might have thought he was using the face to get close to him.

Forget it, his father said, don’t bicker with women, unless she wants to give in to you, you will never be able to fight.

"If I say it now, can you give me two more dishes?"

Yan Xuehuai's smile reached her eyes: "I'll treat you to this, but you can't tell my mother about what happened today."

When I returned to Li Shiji, I saw Li Qiniang standing at the door from a distance. Seeing Yan Xuehuai, Li Qiniang breathed a sigh of relief: "Why did you come back?"

"I had a conversation with Aunt Mo Yu, and it would be too late if I was not careful." Yan Xuehuai handed the food box in her hand to Li Qiniang and pointed at Yan Qi behind her, "I happened to meet Mr. Yan on the way and came back with him."

Li Qiniang was full of her daughter in her heart. It was not until then that she saw Yan Qi, who was following Yan Xuehuai, who was very energetic, who came at noon.

Li Qiniang thanked her quickly and was about to say something else, Yan Xuehuai pushed her in and said, "Mom, Mr. Yan is here to have a meal."

That's right, Li Qiniang remembered that the boy gave him ten taels of silver to make rice.

She quickly let Yan Qi in. The second shopkeeper and the doctor were still there. The two of them were drinking wine and chatting about some things.

Yan Xuehuai brought the menu to Yan Qi and lowered his voice: "Don't worry, I won't settle this for you."

Yan Qi wanted to laugh, but I was worried.

Yan Xuehuai entered the kitchen, and Li Qiniang pointed to the small casserole next to her: "You eat the food first, you are growing up."

Throughout history, those who open restaurants have to wait until there are no guests before they can eat. Li Qiniang herself has long been used to it, but she can't bear to leave her daughter.

"No, I'll eat with you when the guests are gone."

"Then you have to eat a little first, be obedient and be good."

Yan Xuehuai couldn't stand this the most. Li Qiniang was the first person to talk to her like this. She cherished it very much, and was vaguely afraid that if she didn't do it, Li Qiniang wouldn't treat her like this in the future.

The small casserole contains shredded chicken porridge, and each person eats.

Yan Xuehuai grabbed a handful of coriander from the bowl of preparation and sprinkled it onto the porridge, took another salted duck egg, and came out of the kitchen.

There are two empty tables in the shop.

She found a picture to sit down, raised her eyes, and faced Yan Qi's face.

"You eat a small stove?"

"All the small stoves are made by my mother."

Yan Qi stretched his neck and went to see what was in the casserole, but he could only see a piece of green.

"What is that?"

Yan Xuehuai took a deep breath and said contentedly: "Chicken shredded porridge, do you want a bowl of it? I haven't moved it yet."

"Is that green coriander?" Yan Qi was frightened.

"Yes, fresh coriander." Yan Xuehuai swallowed.

Yan Qi shook his head: "I'd better not want it, you can eat it yourself."

Yan Xuehuai remembered that Yan Qi didn't eat coriander. When she first saw him, she had to eat all the coriander on his table.

How could there be people in this world who don’t eat coriander?

Isn't it a pity that they missed such delicious things?

"Will you get acne when you eat coriander?"

"No." Yan Qi didn't know why Yan Xuehuai asked this.

"Will you have difficulty breathing, and you can't breathe?"

"Not either." What's the problem?

"Will you have a stomachache?"

"Not even more." Yan Qi denied it again.

Yan Xuehuai was inexplicably aware that she didn’t have any allergic symptoms, why didn’t you take it?
Chapter completed!