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Ever since he learned about the treasure trove from Zhao Chunying's daughter Lingling, Feng Lingyu would go to play with Lingling whenever he had time.

Zhao Chunying has to go to work during the day, leaving Lingling alone at home.

Feng Lingyu usually comes to play with Lingling for a while, bring her some delicious food, and leave before Zhao Chunying gets off work.

So for such a long time, Feng Lingyu hasn't met Zhao Chunying.

Even Zhao Chunying didn't know that her daughter had a "big friend" like Feng Lingyu.

It’s not that Feng Lingyu intentionally asked Lingling to keep it a secret, but Lingling herself was afraid that Zhao Chunying would not let her play with Sister Feng, so she didn’t tell her.

That day, Feng Lingyu came to see Lingling again with some freshly made milk biscuits.

Ever since there were cows in the space, Feng Lingyu has made many kinds of snacks with milk.

These small cookies are made with pure milk, without a drop of water, and are mixed with butter. After baking, they are golden and fragrant, which makes people's appetite open just by smelling them.

Lingling had never seen such fragrant cookies before.

Therefore, as soon as Feng Lingyu took out the biscuits, Lingling's eyes were glued to them and she couldn't help swallowing her saliva.

"Look! Sister Feng brought some milk biscuits especially for you! Eat them quickly!" Feng Lingyu opened the biscuit box and handed it to Lingling.

This cookie looked very expensive. Lingling felt conflicted. She was so ignorant to have eaten so many delicious foods from Sister Feng.

"I... I don't want to eat. My stomach is already full. I'm already very happy that you came to play with me, Sister Feng. You don't have to bring me food next time..." Lingling pursed her lips and finally suppressed her desire to eat.

Feng Lingyu saw Lingling saying no but couldn't help glancing at the biscuits and burst out laughing.

"But I made this specially for you. If you don't eat it, won't it be a waste?" Feng Lingyu frowned as if he was distressed.

“What should I do? I can’t eat it either. Will it go bad if I leave it there? What a pity…”

How could such delicious cookies be allowed to go bad? Lingling was anxious and said quickly, "Sister Feng, I'll eat it then. I was wrong. I'm not full!"

"Can you really still eat?" Feng Lingyu deliberately teased Lingling.

"Yes!" Lingling nodded affirmatively.

"Then I'll ask you to help me get rid of these cookies. Without you, these cookies would have gone bad. I really have to thank Lingling."

Feng Lingyu said this deliberately because she saw that Lingling was embarrassed to eat the food she brought, and wanted to make her feel better.

As expected, after hearing Feng Lingyu's words, Lingling puffed out her chest proudly and said that she would definitely help Feng Lingyu finish the cookies.

"Wow! It smells so good!"

Lingling couldn't believe that there were such delicious cookies in the world!

Even her favorite peach cakes are not as delicious as this!

Sister Feng is so nice. She is willing to give her such delicious cookies.

If it were her, she would definitely not be willing to share such delicious cookies with others.

Sister Feng is such a nice person!

Lingling was eating while thinking about all sorts of things in her mind.

Seeing Lingling eating with relish, Feng Lingyu nodded with satisfaction.

Although her cooking skills are not as good as Xiaotao's, they are still pretty good.

"Lingling, are you still coughing recently?" Feng Lingyu asked.

Lingling shook her head quickly, "No." There was still a biscuit in her mouth, so her pronunciation was a little unclear.

Feng Lingyu smiled: "That's good. If you feel uncomfortable, be sure to tell your mother immediately."

"Hmm!" After finally swallowing the biscuit in her mouth, Lingling exhaled and said like a little adult, "My mother said that I have been in much better health recently and I haven't been sick for a long time. She also said that God has shown his power and I, a little debt collector, will no longer collect debts."

Feng Lingyu felt a little distressed when he saw Lingling saying nonchalantly that she was a debt collector.

She is just a three-year-old child, what does she know? How can adults say that she is a debt collector in front of a child?

It’s easy to imagine that if this goes on for a long time, Lingling’s psychology will definitely be affected.

No wonder she is so sensible at only three years old.

Moreover, Lingling did not feel any resentment towards her mother. Instead, she felt guilty for being a burden to her mother.

This made Feng Lingyu feel even more distressed for the little girl.

"Sister Feng, this cookie is so delicious, can I save one for my mother?"

Facing the sincere and pure eyes of the little girl, Feng Lingyu certainly couldn't say "no".

She reached out her hand and stroked Lingling's hair lovingly. Lingling's hair was yellowish, probably because she had been in poor health since she was a child. "Of course, if you like it, I'll bring it to you next time."

If Feng Lingyu approached Lingling for the Feng family treasure before, now it is out of pure concern.

The few times Feng Lingyu went to play with Lingling, she used her special powers to comb Lingling's body.

The food I brought for Lingling also contained some medicinal herbs for body conditioning.

That's why Lingling has been coughing less recently and hasn't had any colds or fevers as often.

Because her body's immunity is gradually improving.

"Thank you, Sister Feng." Lingling gave Feng Lingyu a sweet smile.

Next, Feng Lingyu played with Lingling for a while.

Seeing that the time was almost up, she prepared to leave.

"Lingling, I'll be leaving now. I'll come back to see you when I have time. Be careful when you're alone and don't open the door to outsiders."

Feng Lingyu, like before, would give a few instructions before leaving.

After all, she is still so young, how can anyone feel at ease leaving her alone?

"Sister Feng..."

"Hmm?" Although Lingling called out very softly, Feng Lingyu had special abilities and could hear it clearly. She turned around and looked over.

I saw Lingling standing inside the door, her chubby round face full of confusion, as if she was annoyed for calling Feng Lingyu.

"What's wrong?" Feng Lingyu asked.

"No...it's okay," Lingling smiled uncomfortably, "Sister Feng, be careful on the road."

"good."

When Feng Lingyu walked away, Lingling's face fell, her nose and eyes wrinkled, and her eyebrows were raised high.

She came and sat down on her little stool, supporting her chin with her hands and sighing sadly.

In fact, Lingling knew that Sister Feng came here to find the place in the painting last time.

Sister Feng was so good to her, and she knew exactly where the place in the painting was, but she didn't tell Sister Feng. How heartless she was!

But……

But dad said that this place can’t be told to anyone else. Even mom doesn’t know about this!

If she told Sister Feng about this, wouldn’t that mean she was disobeying her father?

The more Lingling thought about it, the more confused she became. What should she do?

Three-year-old Lingling feels that the adult world is really complicated.

If only dad were still alive, she wouldn't have to think about these things.