Chapter 639 Lin Qingqing's Modification Equipment

Lin Qingqing finished her porridge while her family chatted and laughed.

Mother Lin poured another bowl of porridge and placed it in front of Lin Qingqing.

"Nier, send it to Ayuan."

Ayuan is Song Yiyuan. He is seriously injured now. He has been resting in bed for the past two days and Lin Qingqing has brought him meals.

"Hey." Lin Qingqing held porridge in her left hand and two steamed buns and an egg in her right hand, and went to Song Yiyu's room.

Song Yiyuan should have recovered by now, but he had injuries in his waist and abdomen and could only lie in bed. Every time Lin Qingqing saw him staring blankly out the window, she would ask him what he was thinking about, but he just remained silent.

Although Song Yiyuan stayed at the Lin family for a few days, he spoke no more than ten words to Lin Qingqing.

Lin Qingqing also couldn't figure out this person's temper. She only knew from her original body's memory that this person was a man of few words and didn't like to laugh.

Thinking of this, Lin Qingqing pursed her lips. She had not yet decided whether to marry Song Yiyuan. Her original body was devoted to her, but she was not like that towards him.

Moreover, I have never been in love.

Yes, before coming here, she was a nationally renowned medical genius in 2078, having graduated from Peking University's Master's and Doctoral programs at the age of sixteen. Before graduation, she joined the National Institute of Virology, and after four long nights, she successfully developed a pan-antibiotic that would resolve the decade-long infectious virus and allow humanity to return to normal life.

I didn't expect that when I opened my eyes, I would be back to the planned economy era, a hundred years ago.

Lin Qingqing lowered her eyes, put the porridge in her hand on the table beside the door, knocked on the door, waited for a few seconds, then picked up the porridge and pushed the door open.

Song Yiyuan half closed his eyes and looked out the window. He didn't turn around even when someone came in.

Houses built in the 1970s had almost no sound insulation, and he heard everything that happened in the kitchen clearly. He naturally knew that Lin Qingqing had come to deliver food.

Lin Qingqing placed two bowls beside the bed and did not insist on feeding him as she did in the past.

"Eat breakfast."

He just said three words briefly.

Lin Qingqing is a person with a cold personality.

She was not the original body and had no obligation to serve him.

Song Yiyuan withdrew his gaze, supported his body with his arms, and sat up with difficulty.

Perhaps because of the wound, his brows furrowed unconsciously.

Lin Qingqing just sat on the edge of the bed and showed no intention of helping.

After sitting down, Song Yiyuan picked up the porridge with his slender fingers and ate it quickly but without making any noise. It was obvious that he came from a well-educated family.

Lin Qingqing glanced at Song Yiyuan imperceptibly. He was facing sideways just now, but now she could see his full appearance. Even though Lin Qingqing was not greedy for male beauty, she had to praise him. He was indeed a rare handsome man.

The short haircut did not reduce his appearance at all. His neat and tidy sideburns and wild eyebrows that were neither thick nor thin made his slender eyes look deeper. His hump nose added a unique temperament to his face, and his lips were sexy petal-shaped.

The jawline and neck formed a perfect arc, and the skin was not the dark skin commonly seen among soldiers, but a light brown.

No wonder the original owner was fascinated by him the moment she saw him and wanted to find a way to marry him.

Lin Qingqing curled her lips and chuckled.

After drinking the porridge, Song Yiyuan ate a steamed bun, remaining silent the whole time.

He didn't touch the egg. The Lin family always added an egg to Song Yiyuan's meal every day without fail. It was all Lin Qingqing's request.

But Song Yiyuan knew how precious an egg was in the countryside, so he would not touch it every time, and it ended up in Lin Qingqing's stomach.

Yes, I don’t know what the original body’s habit was, but he would always eat up all the leftovers from Song Yiyuan’s meal. Does this count as loving someone and loving his dog too?

After dinner, the original body would chat with Song Yiyuan. In the original body's mind, this was to entertain him, and they would talk about the gossips of each family.

Someone's chicken was lost, and the whole village was in an uproar but still couldn't find it.