Qingyu knew his current situation very well. Even if the remaining poison in his body had been removed, it was not easy for him to take care of himself after being injured so seriously.
Qingyu said, "When your injury heals, we will naturally leave."
When Nangong Lu heard what she said, his expression changed. He didn't mean that. If she and the child could stay, even if he stayed for one more day, he would be unlucky.
"You have a rest, I'll go out first!" Qingyu said again, and then opened the door and went out.
Nangong Lu didn't say anything else, just sat alone on the couch and looked at the door, with sad eyes, as if there was a bottomless pit hidden inside, absorbing all the pain and grievances.
After a long time, Nangong Yi came back. In addition to bringing some clothes for Qingyu, he also brought all the vegetables grown at home, flour for making pastries, and glutinous rice.
"Mom, can you make some snacks? Master always drinks porridge and loses strength." Nangong Yi said, thinking that Nangong Lu woke up and should want to eat something else.
When Qingyu heard the child say this, he did not show any displeasure. Instead, he agreed, "Okay!"
Nangong Yi smiled happily and said, "Master said that the flower cakes made by my mother are really delicious. Mom, let's make flower cakes this time!"
Qingyu nodded again, continued to work hard, and placed the remaining herbs in the yard to dry them.
After the little guy put the thing down, he drank two glasses of water and ran out again.
Seeing that he was so excited, Qingyu asked again, "Where are you going?"
Nangong Yi ran and replied, "I'll go ahead and catch a fish!"
Upon hearing this, Qingyu was still worried, put down the things in his hand and chased after him, shouting, "Yi'er! Come back..."
Nangong Yi stopped and asked her when she came to her, "What's wrong with her?"
Qingyu was worried that he would go to the river alone. If there was any good, what would she do?
She looked down at him and said, "Didn't you tell you that you can't go to the river when you are alone? You are still young and have poor water quality. What should you do if something happens?"
Nangong Yi replied, "I'm just grabbing me by the river, but I won't go into the water."
Qingyu frowned and looked a little serious. She said, "That's not OK! You'd better go back with me!"
Nangong Yi said, "But there are no meat dishes at Master's home. Master's body needs to be properly conditioned."
Qingyu replied, "I have my own way. In short, you just can't catch fish in the river!"
Seeing that she was so determined, Nangong Yi did not continue to go against her intentions. He responded gently and followed her back to Xiaozhu.
Qingyu knew that the child was kind, but playing by the river was not a joke, let alone the child in front of her had a bad water quality. Once something happened, she could not save herself, so she really couldn't take risks.
After returning home, Qingyu asked him to help dry the medicine so that he could do something and would not think about catching fish.
The little guy was obedient. Not only did he dry all the herbs, but he also cleaned the yard.
"Mom, can I help you pick flowers?" Nangong Yi said again, and he was a little hungry.
Qingyu nodded with his lips and said, "Don't break the branches when picking, just pick the flowers."
"Oh!" Nangong Yi replied. Seeing that she was kneading flour, she felt happy and thought that she would be able to eat delicious flowers and pastries in a while.
Nangong Yi suddenly remembered that the pastry they ate last time was like this kind of flower fragrance, and asked, "Mom, did the flower pastry you made last time also pick flowers here?"
Qingyu's eyes suddenly changed, and they returned to nature in an instant. She replied, "No."
Nangong Yi felt strange and said, "Then where did you pick flowers? Our family doesn't have them."
Qingyu didn't want to say anything else, but the child looked at her and seemed to be waiting for her answer.
She didn't want to lie to him, so she replied indifferently, "It was sent by your master."
Nangong Yi was a little surprised, his eyes opened, and he couldn't figure it out. Since the master told him not to tell her what they knew, why did he send flowers to his home again?
The little guy couldn't figure it out, and his eyes turned to the room again, thinking about it for a while and asking Nangong Lu.
He said, "Mom, I'll go see Master!"
Qingyu nodded, took the camellia and entered the kitchen.
The little guy didn't knock on the door, but pushed open the door gently. Thinking that the man inside should be resting, he came to take a look and didn't want to disturb him.
"Yi'er, are you?" Nangong Lu did not fall asleep. He just closed his eyes to rest. After hearing the sound of footsteps, he knew who the person was.
"Master, aren't you sleeping yet?" Nangong Yi walked to the edge of the couch and saw that his complexion had improved a lot, but his lips were still a little pale.
"Where is your mother?" Nangong Lu asked, thinking that Qingyu is still outside?
Nangong Yi replied, "Mom is making pastries in the kitchen. I originally wanted to go to the river to catch fish and make soup for you, but Mom is worried."
Nangong Lu raised his left hand, touched the boy's head, and said, "Your mother is right, you have to listen to your mother."
Nangong Yi pursed his red lips, hesitated and asked, "Master, did you give flowers to my mother last time? That's why she had the ingredients to make flowers and pastries!"
Nangong Lu nodded.
Nangong Yi asked again, "Since you have all met, why do you still want me to hide it from my mother?"
Nangong Lu replied, "Your mother has never seen me. Over the years, I have sent flowers to your mother every day, but she hasn't seen it once."
Nangong Yi didn't understand even more. After hearing what he said, he felt that his relationship with his mother was not ordinary.
"Are you and my mother friends?" the little guy said again.
Nangong Lu shook his head gently, feeling a little tired.
Nangong Yi asked, "Then why do you send her flowers every day?"
Nangong Lu didn't know why he would give Qingyu a camellia every day, and he didn't dare to give it to her in front of her.
Perhaps, this is also his self-comfort. In this way, I told myself that he is by her side, and it doesn't matter if she doesn't know...
"I'm tired." Nangong Lu said, not wanting to talk about this topic. Their previous generation's affairs were too complicated, and he didn't want the next generation to get involved.
Seeing that he was not energetic, Nangong Yi stood up from the edge of the couch and said, "Then you can rest first. I'll go out to see if my mother's pastry is ready."
Nangong Lu responded and watched the child leave the room!