Qian Jiyun wanted to cook for herself, so she didn't think about what to eat in the inn.
"We'll figure it out ourselves."
"Okay, okay, I'll take my leave now. If you need anything, just call me and I'll come over."
The waiter responded repeatedly, seeing that they didn't want him to stay here, so he turned around and left, closing the door behind him.
"Jiuyue, you rest first, I'll go cook and take care of the child."
He reached out and wanted to take little Nono into his arms, but the child gradually grew up and had his own ideas. When he saw his old father's hand stretched out, he quickly nestled into his mother's arms.
Only Qian Jiyun was left with a back.
Qian Jiyun: "..."
This little guy is so small, yet so smart, and he still knows how to pick someone to hold him.
"Ah."
An Jiuyue also chuckled and patted her son on the back.
"I'll take it with you and you go cook."
"But……"
Qian Jiyun hesitated, as his wife's health had not yet recovered, so he left the child to her alone. He was afraid that the little one would be too noisy and make Jiu Yue even more uncomfortable.
"Don't worry, Nuonuo is very well-behaved. I can put him inside and let him play by himself, and I can rest." Seeing Qian Jiyun's hesitation, An Jiuyue said again.
Their son is very easy to take care of. As long as he is given a toy, he can play with it all morning without moving the floor.
"Oh well."
Qian Jiyun could only rely on her.
…
Outside.
Leng Yikun was sitting in a wheelchair and was pushed by Yu Rong towards a tea shed.
It was obviously evening, but there were still many people sitting in the tea shed, as if they were on their way, and they didn't know what to do in the evening.
"What do you two guests want to order?"
The waiter saw them finding a table and sitting down, so he came up and asked.
"Just put on a pot of good tea and some snacks, enough for the two of us." Leng Yikun looked at the younger brother and said calmly.
"Okay."
The waiter got it and quickly went to get ready.
Because there were so many people in the tea shed, everyone sat in shared seats. Next to Yu Rong and the two of them, there were two young men sitting. They looked at the clothes of Yu Rong and the two and couldn't help but feel that they were a little strange.
"Where did you two come from?" one of them asked.
"Oh, we come from the north." Yu Rong and Leng Yikun looked at each other and replied.
Someone happened to strike up a conversation with them, and he could learn about what kind of plane the Xuejing plane was.
"I'm about to rush to the south. I don't know what's going on there. Can we give our two brothers a chance to survive? Haha."
He smiled and said.
"That's for sure."
The other person heard what he said and spoke with great certainty.
"It's too hot in the north. It's definitely not as cool as in the south. Many people have gone to the south. It's a wise move for you to go to the south."
Hearing this, Yu Rong looked at Leng Yikun again.
It seems that he was right about what he said, and he was able to continue the conversation like this?
"Isn't that right? We rushed to the Southland this time just to get a chance to breathe." He sighed softly as if helpless and said.
"It's really hard to live in the North anymore. It's hard to move around. Otherwise, who would be willing to leave their hometown? I don't know if my ancestors will scold me for being unfilial when I die in the future."