Su Jingyang wanted to reach out and help her get it, but he was afraid that she would suspect: "There is no firewood at home?"
Zhao Jing shook her head: "No, it's almost winter, so I just want to collect more firewood."
Su Jingyang suddenly realized, yes, winter is coming soon, but he still said a little uneasily: "Then please pay attention to your safety and go back. Carrying it will be very tiring."
Zhao Jing nodded, and saw Ji Mingxuan and Gu Beichuan nodding to say hello.
Zhao Xiaoya and I carried our backpacks and headed home.
Su Jingyang watched them leave, looked at Ji Mingxuan and Gu Beichuan and said, "I will go to the back mountain and not go back. You two go back first."
Although he didn't say it, both Gu Beichuan and Ji Mingxuan knew what he was going to do.
Ji Mingxuan patted him on the shoulder and said, "I will accompany you. The more people there are, the more you will pick up."
Gu Beichuan smiled: "Brother Xuan is right, let's go together."
Su Jingyang smiled: "Good brother, I won't say thank you, it's too polite."
Ji Mingxuan and Gu Beichuan looked at each other and saw the helplessness in each other's eyes.
The three of them walked towards the back mountain. From time to time, they would go into the mountain to hunt pheasants, rabbits and meat, so they were quite familiar with the back mountain.
Zhao Jingyi didn't know that Su Jingyang and the others had gone to find firewood for her.
At this moment, she and Zhao Xiaoya were preparing lunch.
She cooks and Zhao Xiaoya cooks the fire.
Zhao Xiaoya suddenly said: "Auntie, I want to go back later."
Zhao Jing paused with one hand and asked, "Why are you going back?"
Zhao Xiaoya smiled softly and said: "There are still some firewood and vegetables in the cellar and woodshed. I'll go get these and clean up the house."
Zhao Jing didn't expose her at all, and nodded: "Okay, remember to come back and call me if anything happens."
Zhao Xiaoya's nose felt sour, her eyes were astringent, and she almost couldn't hold back tears.
Nodding heavily: "Yeah."
The two of them said nothing more.
Zhao Jing originally wanted to go with her, but she thought that she would eventually grow up and would have to face many things by herself.
All he can do is protect her, watch her get married and have children, and live a good life.
He cannot be by her side to protect her at all times, and she must learn to grow on her own.
System: Host, you have done a good enough job.
Zhao Jing nodded and started cooking while thinking about what to do.
"I know, I was thinking about how to make her not so naive. In this era, being too naive is not a good thing."
System: I thought the host would retain her innocence.
Zhao Jing was speechless and said angrily: "Where did you come from this misunderstanding? Don't forget that I am still a child now."
System: But the host soul is twenty-nine years old.
Zhao Jingyi: "Twenty-eight, okay? It's still half a month away from twenty-nine."
System: Host, please don’t quibble.
Zhao Jing was so angry that her teeth itched and she snorted: "But I'm only eleven years old now."
System:...Okay, host.
After having lunch with Zhao Xiaoya, Zhao Xiaoya went back with a backpack on her back.
Zhao Jingyi originally planned to pick vegetables from her own plot and put them in the cellar.
There was a knock on the door.
Zhao Jingyi wondered who would come at this time?
I thought about walking to the door and opening it.
I saw Su Jingyang, Ji Mingxuan, and the male patron Gu Beichuan, each carrying a bundle of firewood on their backs.
Zhao Jing was stunned for a moment and asked: "What are you doing?"
Su Jingyang hurriedly said: "It's so heavy. Let us go in first. It's so heavy."
Zhao Jing suddenly stepped aside and allowed the three of them to come in.
Su Jingyang and the three of them carried firewood on their backs, walked to the yard, and put down the firewood.
The three of them sat tiredly on the firewood and panted. Zhao Jing looked at his actions and felt a little complicated. She walked uncontrollably and went to the main hall to pour three bowls of water and handed them to them.
Su Jingyang was so exhausted that he drank the water after two or three gulps.
The same goes for Ji Mingxuan and Gu Beichuan.
Zhao Jing was afraid that they would not have enough, so she brought all the kettles over and filled them with water.
System: Host, you have actually accepted Su Jingyang, why don't you face it directly.
When Zhao Jing didn't answer him, she felt very confused now.
Su Jingyang rested for a while and felt better. He looked at Zhao Jing and said, "Where is the firewood shed? I will carry the firewood to you."
Zhao Jing pointed to the side of the kitchen.
Ji Mingxuan, Su Jingyang, and Gu Beichuan carried the firewood in.
When I walked out, I happened to meet Zhao Jingyi's eyes.
Su Jingyang was panicking subconsciously, lowering his head and pretending to dust the clothes.
Zhao Jingyi originally wanted to talk to him, but seeing how nervous he looked, forget it, let's do it next time.
"Thank you, a little thought."
Then he took out the prepared persimmon cake and handed it to the three of them.
Incidentally, he added: "The persimmons I picked last time were made into persimmon cakes. You can try them."
The three of them were stunned for a moment, then quickly washed their hands and came back to take the persimmon cake.
Gu Beichuan asked curiously: "Eat it directly?"
Zhao Jing nodded: "Well, eat it directly, the skin has already been peeled."
Gu Beichuan quickly put it in his mouth and took a bite. He screamed a few times. It was a bit hard, but it tasted good.
She looked at Zhao Jing with a look full of praise: "It's delicious. You are so awesome. This is the first time I know that persimmons can be made to taste like this."
Zhao Jing smiled, but she also had some doubts in her heart. Is there no one in this world who can do it?
System: Yes host.
Zhao Jingyi was confused: No, isn’t it true that many things in this world are similar to history? Persimmon cakes were invented in 1644, how come there aren’t any here?
System: Host, only partially similar, but actually different.
Zhao Jingyi:...Okay.
Although Su Jingyang and Ji Mingxuan didn't say anything, it could be seen that they also liked eating.
Zhao Jing smiled, walked into the house and took out a few more for them.
"Take and eat, there's plenty more."
Ji Mingxuan took it with a smile: "Then we're welcome."
Su Jingyang opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything and just said: "Thank you."
Zhao Jing nodded and sent them out.
This scene happened to be seen by Su Qingyun in the distance.
Seeing them all holding things in their hands, they murmured with smiles in their eyes: "Good boy, it's okay."
After they left, Su Qingyun walked over and held the door with her hand before Zhao Jing closed it.
Zhao Jing was stunned for a moment and looked at this man.
Su Qingyun had a fair complexion, delicate facial features with a hint of handsomeness, and a touch of gentleness in his handsomeness. His eyes when looking at Zhao Jingyi were unprecedentedly gentle: "Can we talk about it?"
Zhao Jing bit her lip, put down her hand, and said lightly: "Come in."
The system is a little worried: the host...
Zhao Jingyi: I'm fine.
Su Qingyun also retracted her hand, the smile in her eyes became softer, and she nodded slightly: "Thank you."
When I walked in, I saw a yard that was not too big or too small. It was clean and tidy. It was not difficult to tell that the owner of this yard loved to be clean.