Tsk, look at this, soaked to the bone, the child looks so pitiful, who knows how long she’s been in the rain?
Then she glanced at the sky again, it was overcast, no sunlight in sight, but the drizzle kept on pitter-pattering. Suddenly, she rembered hearing the sound of heavy rain hitting the roof tiles in the middle of the night.
Even though the rain had lessened, the damp weather only turned colder and wetter because of the rainwater, with puddles mixing with mud everywhere.
Li Luo suddenly sneezed, then rubbed her nose, as if she had snapped back to reality.
Looking at Dong Huiying in the courtyard, she seed montarily spaced out, her expression a bit embarrassed.
"I... I don’t know either."
After leaving the Yan family at night, she wandered and wandered until she ended up here.
It was already deep into the night, and Young Master Yixuan seed to have just lain down not long ago. He ca out of the room, glanced at her from afar, then retreated inside, not bothering with her further.
That gentleman appeared gentle, but perhaps only in front of Miss Dong would he restrain his sharpness. In truth, he’s not a gentle person.
Or maybe his gentleness is selective, entirely given to whom he cherishes, and indifferent to others, as if it’s none of his business.
In this respect, Yixuan’s temperant seems a bit similar to that of his second brother, Shu Yu.
However, Yixuan is different from Shu Yu.
Shu Yu, whether rich or poor, always remains the sa, never caring for outsiders beyond his family.
As for Yixuan, when he is humble, he hides his true nature due to external pressures, making a show of gentleness as if he has a good temper.
But the mont he gains the ability to control his destiny, he doesn’t change because that’s his true nature. He actually doesn’t want to compromise for the outside world, and the only thing he willingly submits to is this family, this small world of his family mbers.
Dong Huiying glanced at Li Luo.
"Co inside first, let ask Liu Yan and the others later to see if there are any extra clothes."
Li Luo felt a bit apologetic, as if in embarrassnt, but after hesitating for a mont, she still ca in.
She wasn’t really sure what her purpose for coming here was, only felt that a big part of her heart, once filled with hatred, seed empty now, faintly feeling void and lonely, like her whole heart followed into desolation.
After letting Li Luo in, Dong Huiying busied herself inside and out.
This everyday life reminded her of the days living in Kaoshan Village, when life was poor but lively, every day like chickens flying and dogs jumping, constantly playing tricks with the n in the family. As things gradually beca harmonious, life also inexplicably got busy.
Seed like she was fighting for sothing, but what she truly loved was the simple, ordinary life.
Of course, that cos with a prerequisite—no worries about food and drink, that’s the foremost in life.
...
In the kitchen, Dong Huiying cleaned the big iron pot and added so firewood.
Li Luo had already been settled, and though it wasn’t good to eat too greasy in the morning, sotis being a little willful doesn’t hurt.
Today was cold and damp, and she particularly wanted sothing hot and spicy. So, she cooked a big pot of hot soup with rice, made a plate of spicy chicken wings, dry-sauteed potato strips, and boiled fish, paired with so crisp pickles, and a soup to make it quite a feast.
Yixuan had woken up too, now sitting on a bench beside the stove earnestly helping Dong Huiying with the fire.
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