Chapter 665 Knowing that the pigeon was raised by Nan Bing
Chapter 665: Learning that the pigeons were raised by Nan Bing
On the second floor, Su Nanbing was sleeping. He felt pain when he turned his body slightly, so he could only lie down.
Xie Shuting was afraid of waking him up, so she walked to him quietly, looked at him quietly for a while, and murmured in a mosquito-like voice: "I'm sorry, I didn't expect you to be injured. If I knew, I definitely wouldn't."
I will hold you tight."
At this point, she pouted and said, "But you are serious, you have wounds on your body that haven't healed yet, why didn't you tell me? When Wen Li asked you to save me, you should have disagreed directly...
After all, you are still worried about me, right?
So regardless of his injuries, he went up the mountain to save me without hesitation."
After muttering to herself, the corners of her lips raised, thinking that Su Nanbing really liked her too.
Although he wouldn't admit it and was always cruel to her, he actually cared about her very much, which couldn't be hidden.
Xie Shuting thought of this alone, and stared at Su Nanbing for a long time, with unconcealable fondness in her eyes.
Thinking about it now, her love for Wennian is more like appreciation and adoration, just like seeing a beautiful flower. She likes his appearance and talent. But for Su Nanbing, she can't tell what she likes about him, but she just likes him.
he……
During this period of time, she felt like she was possessed. Su Nanbing always appeared in her mind. She kept thinking about every word he said to her. It was obvious that he often laughed at her and never said anything nice to her, but she
When I think back on it, I am always inexplicably moved.
When Xie Shuting was thinking wildly, a pigeon suddenly flew into the window.
She let out a soft "yeah" and exclaimed in her heart: Isn't this a pigeon? It actually flew in by itself!
If she remembered correctly, she heard her grandma say that pigeon soup can promote wound healing... She is really lucky today.
Xie Shuting walked closer to the white pigeon step by step, then pounced forward and grabbed the pigeon firmly in her hand. She was jumping up and down with joy, thinking happily: Haha, I caught it! Great, she can stew the pigeon.
The soup was given to Nan Bing.
The pigeon struggled wildly, and the red string tied with the letter came loose from its paws, fell to the ground, and rolled under the table.
Xie Shuting didn't notice the letter at all, grabbed the pigeon, walked downstairs, and killed it.
Bai Lu picked up branches and returned home. She heard something moving in the kitchen and walked in suspiciously. She saw Xie Shuting chopping things on the chopping board and asked quickly: "Shu Ting? Why are you at my house? What are you doing?"
"Aunt Bai, are you back? What do you think I picked up?"
After asking, without waiting for Bai Lu's reaction, Xie Shuting answered happily: "It's a pigeon! Haha, pigeons can promote wound healing. It will be helpful for Nan Bing's injury. I plan to stew it into pigeon soup."
"Pigeon?" Bai Lu was stunned for a few seconds, then walked forward anxiously, "Where did the pigeon come from?"
Xie Shuting felt that it was not good to say that she had sneaked into Su Nanbing's room, so she lied: "I picked it up on the road. I was so lucky today. I didn't expect to catch such a big fat pigeon."
Bai Lu murmured in her heart: Could this pigeon be the carrier pigeon used to communicate between Nan Bing and A Xiang?
Xie Shuting grabbed the kitchen knife with her right hand and put the cut meat into the basin. She turned around and saw that Aunt Bai not only did not show any happiness on her face, but also frowned slightly and asked: "Aunt Bai, what's the matter? I gave it to Nan Bing.
Isn’t it good to stew pigeon soup?”
Facing her question, Bai Lu didn't know how to explain it for a moment, "It's not bad, it's just that the pigeon..."
"What's wrong with the pigeons?" Xie Shuting wondered, "Are you worried that Sunan Bing is injured and can't eat pigeons? I promise you, my grandma personally told me that pigeon soup has the effect of replenishing qi and blood, and the effect will be better when stewed with red dates.
.”
"Hey, okay, they are already dead anyway, so let's stew them with red dates."
Bai Lu found a bag of red dates in the cupboard, washed them, put them and pigeon meat in a small basin, and steamed them over water.
While sitting in front of the stove to light the fire, she hesitated for a while and asked tentatively: "Shu Ting, when you caught this pigeon, did you find anything tied to its feet?"
Xie Shuting was puzzled when she heard this, "What is it? There is none."
"Fine……"
Seeing that Bai Lu was hesitant to speak, Xie Shuting asked: "Aunt Bai, what exactly do you want to ask? Your expression has been very strange ever since you heard that I caught the pigeon."
"It's like this. Nan Bing and Axiang... are Nan Bing's blind dates. They have been using carrier pigeons to communicate recently, so when I saw this pigeon, I was a little worried that it was Nan Bing's carrier pigeon."
As soon as Bai Lu finished speaking, the spoon in Xie Shuting's hand fell directly to the ground, "Letter... carrier pigeon?"
"Shu Ting, tell me the truth, did you really catch this pigeon on the road? Or did you catch it in Nan Bing's room?"
"I..." Xie Shuting pursed her lips and finally said truthfully, "I caught it in Nan Bing's room."
After saying that, she immediately defended: "But it just flew in from the window at that time. I didn't know it was a homing pigeon raised by Nanbing, and I really didn't see any letters on its feet. If I saw it, I would definitely
Won't kill it."
Bai Lu thought that this pigeon was definitely the one that Jin Bao had recruited. She had suspected it before. She thought that there were quite a lot of sparrows here, but she had never seen pigeons before. How could Shuting catch pigeons casually?
"Aunt Bai, what should we do now?" Xie Shuting asked worriedly, "If Nan Bing knew that I killed his pigeons, he would definitely be angry with me. I really wanted to stew pigeon soup for him to heal his injuries, so...
…”
Halfway through her words, she seemed to suddenly think of something and asked doubtfully: "Huh? I saw Nan Bing at the entrance of the village the day he first arrived. I saw him carrying a bag and carrying a luggage. It seemed that he didn't bring any homing pigeons."
Bai Lu subconsciously avoided her probing gaze, thought for a moment, and said nonsense: "The day he first arrived, he put this pigeon in his backpack and didn't take it with him."
"So this is ah……"
Completely convinced that the pigeon was raised by Su Nanbing, Xie Shuting was flustered and anxious, "Aunt Bai, can you keep it a secret for me? Just say that the pigeon flew away, or... in short, please, don't tell
I killed him."
Listening to her pleading, Bai Lu thought that she didn't mean it after all, and she really wanted to make soup for Nan Bing. Her intention was good, so she said softly: "Okay, I'll just say it's chicken. I hope he can
I can’t eat it.”
"Yeah, thank you Aunt Bai." Xie Shuting breathed a sigh of relief.
After the soup was simmered, Bai Lu filled a bowl of soup and took it upstairs.
"Wake up," she called her son, "stop sleeping and get up and drink some soup."
Su Nanbing was not in a deep sleep to begin with. When he heard his mother's voice, he quickly opened his eyes and woke up.
"The soup has just been stewed," Bai Lu sat beside the bed, "Don't move, let me feed you, okay?"
Xie Shuting walked upstairs one step later, looked at it from a distance for a while, and couldn't help but said: "Aunt Bai, Su Nanbing was injured because of me. I think I should take care of him. Why don't you let me feed him soup?"