【69 Book Bar-W-W-W.6-9-S-H-U.C-O-M】"Well, if I like it, I will do it for you every day!" He said, with the
His expression was serious. He thought the same as Nangong Lin, as long as she was happy, they would be happy!
Qingyu smiled faintly. Although the curve of the corners of her mouth was very shallow, the happiness in her eyes was deeply rooted in her heart.
"Yi'er is so good, but let's let your mother cook for you in the future. Let's go, let's go back to the house for supper." Qingyu said, holding his son's little hand and returning to the house.
Nangong Yique nodded happily and said as he walked, "Mom, the pastries you made are so delicious. Can I eat them again tomorrow?"
Qingyu has been pampering him since he was a child. He wanted to eat it, so she naturally agreed to him.
"Okay, what do you want to eat this time?" she responded, holding his little hand in her palm, feeling like she possessed the whole world, and even the emptiness in her heart could be temporarily filled.
Nangong Yi thought about it and suddenly remembered that the fragrance of flowers wafted in the place where he practiced martial arts today, and it was very refreshing!
He asked, "Mom, I want to eat pastries with flowers, fragrant..."
Upon hearing this, Qingyu also thought about what to use for this flowery pastry.
Seeing that she didn't answer, Nangong Yi raised his head and looked at her and asked, "Mom, have I made you embarrassed?"
Qingyu shook her head and replied, "No, I'm thinking about what kind of flowers to make pastries."
When Nangong Yi heard her say this, he smiled again and said happily, "Mom is so good!"
Qingyu smiled, and the mother and son had dinner together and took a bath and rested.
Now that the child has grown up, he no longer has the same room as Qingyu.
When she returned to the room, Qingyu did not take the child's request to heart for a while. It was not until her eyes accidentally saw the flowers in the vase that she remembered it.
Qingyu felt that she could use camellia to make the flowers and pastries he wanted to eat for her child.
Thinking of this, she walked to the cabinet, possessed herself and lowered her head, sniffed at the flowers that had not yet withered, and the fragrance suddenly filled her nose.
Qingyu remembered that she had not seen flowers under the big tree today, so she put on another piece of clothing and left Xiaozhu.
The nights in the mountains are always a little cool. When Qingyu walked out of the house, the night wind blew, making people stretch their clothes.
She looked around and saw no sounds besides the sound of wind and leaves, and she did not see any suspicious shadows.
She walked towards the big tree, and a fresh yellow camellia was placed at the bottom of the tree, with dew flashing on the petals. At a glance, she knew it had just been picked.
Qingyu looked up again and thought that the person must have gone back!
Not far away, the man who had just put down the flowers was walking back in the stars and the moon. He was in a good mood all day today, even though he did not recognize his son, even if he and Qingyu were not aware of him.
The relationship between them has not improved at all, but in the future he can meet his son every day, he can still silently give her a camellia. In this way, he is already satisfied!
Nangong Lu looked up at the bright moon in the sky, thinking to himself that in fact, in this world, he and she still have many things together, such as two sons, such as the moon and stars at such a moment...
The next day
Nangong Yi woke up early and thought about some excuses to learn martial arts from Nangong Lu, but yesterday he had already collected a lot of medicine and would not have to go up the mountain in the short term.
When Qingyu came out of the kitchen, he saw him sitting in the yard with his head hanging down, as if he was worried.
"Yi'er, come here for breakfast." Qingyu called him, holding the flower pastry he wanted to eat in his hand.
"Oh, let's come here." Nangong Yi responded, then stood up and helped her get things.
After the mother and son returned to the house, Qingyu asked, "What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Nangong Yi shook his head, and after thinking about it, he spoke to her, "Mom, I want to go up the mountain!"
Qingyu asked, "Didn't you already been there yesterday?"
Nangong Yi replied, "I want to find that little rabbit."
Qingyu raised his eyebrows slightly, wanting to hear him continue, and murmured, "Little rabbit?"
Nangong Yi nodded. Although he knew it was wrong to lie to her, he promised someone that he could not tell her about learning martial arts, so he had to do so.
He said, "I saw a injured little rabbit in the woods yesterday. I just bandaged it and let it go. I don't know how it is now?"
When Qingyu heard what he said, he also understood why he had been so worried early in the morning.
She picked up a piece of shrimp dumplings and put them in his bowl, and said, "Then you eat it quickly. When you are full, go up the mountain to search. If you find it, bring it back and I'll show it."
Nangong Yi immediately smiled and nodded repeatedly and replied, "Yeah, I'm eating too."
Qingyu didn't go up the mountain today. She took out all the bitter tea and cold medicine she picked yesterday and dried it. Then she added some other lung-clearing medicinal materials and planned to send it to the temple later.
The little guy ran wildly with camellia pastries and ran towards the place where Nangong Law Firm lived.
After about an hour, he finally came to the place where he practiced yesterday. At that time, Nangong Lu was already waiting for him.
"Master!" The little guy shouted as soon as he saw him. His white face was red and sweat dripped down his forehead. It was obvious that he was coming.
Nangong Lu handed him a scarf and said, "Wipe the sweat, rest for a while before starting!"
When Nangong Yi took it, he said, "Thank you, Master."
Seeing that the things in his arms were wrapped in clean white cloth, Nangong Lu asked, "What is this?"
Nangong Yi wiped his sweat, looked down at the pastry in his arms, and replied, "This is the pastry my mother made for me, it is camellia." As he said that, he took a piece for Nangong Lu, "Master."
Try it, the pastries my mother made are so delicious.”
After taking it, Nangong Lu did not eat it immediately. He looked at it and seemed to smell the camellia in his nose. If he remembered correctly, there was no plant flower in the place where Qingyu lives. It seems that she would still do it every day.
Go to the big tree to pick up the camellia...
"Your mother is a good mother." Nangong Lu said, looking at the piece of pastry in his hand, ripples appeared in his heart.
Nangong Yi nodded and replied proudly, "Yes, my mother is very good. She has good medical skills. She often goes to the temple to give medicine. Also, the food she cooks is delicious, my brother said
Even the imperial chef in the palace can't match my mother's one-tenth of that!"
Nangong Lu also responded, agreeing with his statement. It’s a pity that even if he is such a perfect woman, he will never be able to catch her even if he is desperate!