Chapter 118 I raised my husband in ancient times (7)
Lin Chaomu, who was eating, heard Jiang Tang say the word Ziqing, and his long eyelashes drooped to cover the cold light under his eyes.
The way the young man eats is also very pleasing to the eye. He holds chopsticks in his slender white hands. It is obvious that he is not eating slowly, but it gives people the impression of being slow.
Jiang Tang chewed rice that had no taste at all, and from time to time his teeth would be hit by the sand in it, and he burst into tears in his heart.
Xiao Jiang had no appetite today and only ate three large bowls of rice before putting down his chopsticks.
Mother Lin looked at her worriedly. She obviously ate more than a dozen bowls of steamed buns on the first day she saw this child. Why did she eat so little today?
"Xiao Jiang, the rice doesn't suit your appetite?"
Jiang Tang shook his head.
"It's delicious, but my stomach and intestines are not feeling well lately. The doctor asked me to eat less."
"Why is your stomach and intestines bad? The little girl goes out early and comes back late at a young age. It is not easy to work hard. After dinner, let Ziqing accompany you for a walk to eliminate food."
When Jiang Tang heard this, he was extremely happy.
Only by spending more time alone can you improve your dependency points.
Dinner would be ready before the hour of You, which in modern times would be almost five o'clock in the afternoon.
Jiang Tang walked on the path, counting Lin Chaomu's footsteps behind him.
The two walked one behind the other on the winding road, and the surroundings were extremely quiet, because this house was still five or six miles away from Xiaodong Village. It was a real wilderness, but very close to the deserted fields.
It was early autumn, and the sky was a bit gray at this time. Jiang Tang looked at the sky, then at the mountain not far away covered in mist, and walked towards the mountainside.
Lin Chaomu followed behind silently. Jiang Tang suddenly turned around and looked at him with a smile.
"Come with me for a walk in the mountains?"
Lin Chaomu then raised his eyes, his long eyelashes fluttering and his brows slightly furrowed.
"It's getting dark and the mountains are very dangerous."
Jiang Tang waved his hand indifferently.
"Come down before dark, and with my size and strength, are you still afraid that I can't protect you?"
This tone again.
He looks aloof and has no attitude that a daughter should have. She is stupid, reckless and does not know whether to live or die. Lin Chaomu suppressed the disgust in his heart and frowned slightly.
However, Jiang Tang heard...
Di——
A sharp, sharp sound.
Dependency value: -56
Jiang Tang: Oh...your mother sells batches.
Looking at Lin Chaomu again, he still looked cold and calm.
Looking at his handsome face, Jiang Tang couldn't bear it.
The two of them still went up the mountain. Anyway, their dependence was reduced, and nothing could be saved by going back now.
Moreover, Jiang Tang was so hungry that her eyes were blue. If she didn't get something to eat, she would smell Lin Chaomu's fragrance now.
At the foot of the mountain, Lin Chaomu stood still, signaling Jiang Tang to go back.
But Jiang Tang had already heard the sound of pheasants crowing, and it was impossible to go back. If he couldn't eat chicken, he would never be able to go back in his life.
"Why don't you go back first? I want to go up and have a look."
Lin Chaomu continued to frown.
A paralyzed face can't express many emotions, and the only flexible part is the eyebrows.
In just one day, Jiang Tang had seen him frown no less than ten times, and a wrinkle appeared in the middle of his brow bone.
Fortunately, the dependency value has not dropped.
Lin Chaomu probably guessed that Jiang Tang was going up and was mentally prepared.
Jiang Tang ignored him and went to find something on his own.
A thorn, a cork, and some slender bamboo poles.
Lin Chaomu stood aside in confusion and watched Jiang Tang at work, seeing her deft hands and feet removing the thorns from the thorns with stones, and then tearing off the skin of the thorns.
(End of chapter)