Lin Qingli had a gossipy expression on her face. When she heard this, stars appeared in her eyes, and there was a meaningful smile in her eyes.

It seems that Jiang Lin has special feelings for Xia Chu.

I'm afraid he has been secretly in love with her for a long time. He was so proactive right away and even wanted to send them home.

Lin Qingli glanced at her, but Jiang Xiachu shook her head and declined: "No, Qingli and I have something else to do, so we won't bother you."

Seeing this, Jiang Lin did not insist any more and nodded, "Okay, then you guys be careful."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and went upstairs, striding towards the ward.

In the ward.

Jiang Lin pushed open the half-open door and saw his mother. Her face looked much better and more rosy.

Jiang Lin's expression eased a lot, and he walked to the bedside and sat down, "Mom, how do you feel now?"

Xu Qingyi had woken up a long time ago and felt much better now. When she heard her son's voice, she immediately responded slowly, "Much better, don't worry about me."

Hearing the noise, Jiang Hongyan looked over.

After seeing the young man's face clearly, she felt more and more familiar with him, and suddenly thought of someone, "Xiao Lin?"

Just now she was either crying with Jiang Xiachu or arguing with Fang Yingqiu, and she didn't pay any attention to who was lying in the ward next to her.

Jiang Lin looked up when he heard the voice and recognized the person on the bed, "Aunt Jiang? Long time no see, what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Hongyan waved her hand. "I'm fine. I just caught a cold from the wind and have a slight fever."

Xu Qingyi glanced over and quickly recognized Jiang Hongyan. They were old neighbors and they quickly started chatting.

The originally depressing atmosphere in the ward suddenly became a lot more relaxed, and everyone kept chatting about all kinds of family matters.

Jiang Hongyan's face also rarely showed a smile.

-

Lin Qingli leaned against the wall, looking at Jiang Lin's figure from afar, frowning in thought, and felt that he looked particularly familiar.

"Jiang Lin? I seem to have some impression of this person, but I can't remember who he is..."

Jiang Xiachu walked downstairs and explained, "There was a brother from the next yard. You met him when you came to play with me. He seems to be Lu Huaiyan's comrade now."

She thought for a moment and said, "It's still my blind date."

Lin Qingli didn't react much when she heard the previous words, until Jiang Xiachu uttered the last four words. She instantly widened her eyes and almost jumped up from the stairs.

Jiang Xiachu pulled her arm and said, "Calm down."

Lin Qingli chuckled and said with emotion: "Oh, I just didn't expect that we would be so destined to meet. You two haven't even had a blind date yet and you meet here again."

"And Jiang Lin seems to be very responsible and speaks very gently. I originally thought that this blind date was unnecessary, but now it seems that he is a good choice. Maybe we can develop a relationship."

Lin Qingli held her chin in her hand, her face full of smiles and her eyes wandering.

She had long fantasized about her future life in the art troupe, and had also imagined what kind of people she would meet, who she would date, and who she would marry in the future.

With experience, she now starts to imagine Jiang Xiachu endlessly...

If I were really together with Jiang Lin, it would definitely be very sweet, just like the plots in those storybooks and novels!

Jiang Xiachu listened to Lin Qingli's sigh, his forehead covered in cold sweat, and he couldn't help but clench his fists.

Jiang Lin is indeed a good person, but he is not suitable for her.

Is it too late for her to regret going on a blind date now?

When I agreed to the blind date, I didn't think too much about it. I was just concerned about severing my relationship with Lu Huaiyan, so I agreed verbally.

Now that things were serious and she met Jiang Lin, she suddenly felt embarrassed.

The two of them soon arrived at the He family. After telling He Yiran and He Dayuan about Jiang Hongyan's affairs, both of them were somewhat reluctant.

But a neighbor happened to pass by at that time, and He Dayuan was a little concerned about his reputation, so he finally asked He Yiran to go to the hospital quickly.

Seeing this, Jiang Xiachu did not stay long. After delivering the message, he left with Lin Qingli.

On the way back, Jiang Xiachu was always thinking uncontrollably.

Lin Qingli, who was standing by, saw that she looked worried and kept muttering to herself, trying to divert her attention.

"Xia Chu, I really want to join the art troupe as soon as possible."

"Many of my favorite artists are in the art troupe, and there are so many great seniors. I can definitely learn a lot from them."

Lin Qingli held Jiang Xiachu's arm, her face full of anticipation, a deep smile, and great longing.

Jiang Xiachu smiled helplessly, looked at her sideways and said, "Qingli, you can't just think about these good things. We can't relax these few days. We should practice physical fitness quickly."

"Don't forget, we will have military training in addition to rehearsal! We will have to run drills every day and fold our blankets into tofu blocks."

As he spoke, Jiang Xiachu couldn't help but look up at the sky and let out a long breath, "These are not what we are good at. We have to go back and practice hard. We can't lose here."

Originally, the smile on Lin Qingli's face was particularly deep.

But when he heard what Jiang Xiachu said, his face immediately fell, and he was very depressed. He sighed repeatedly and said, "Alas, what I fear most is the physical fitness of military training. I have never had good physical strength since I was a child."

"I'm out of breath after running 300 to 500 meters. What should I do then..."

Lin Qingli had a sad face, hugged Jiang Xiachu's arm tightly and roared, "Xiachu, what should we do?"

Jiang Xiachu was amused by her appearance and couldn't help but raised his hand to pat her head, saying with a smile: "What else can we do? Let's practice hard after we get home, run every day, and learn how to fold a tofu block quilt."

Lin Qingli sighed as he walked.

"knew……"

-

Fang Yingqiu told them to go home directly after delivering the message and there was no need to go to the hospital again.

So they went straight home.

After being delayed by Jiang Hongyan's matter, it was already very late when I got home.

After the two of them took a shower, it was almost eleven o'clock when they finished. Normally at this time, they would have already lay down in bed, ready to go to sleep.

Jiang Xiachu forced Lin Qingli to take care of her skin before letting her into bed.

Although it is very realistic to say this, she has always felt that even if face is not a person's main asset, it is still a plus.

There are always some benefits wherever you are.

After Jiang Xiachu packed up his things, he quickly went to bed. By now Lin Qingli was already drowsy.

After what happened in the afternoon, Jiang Xiachu's mind and heart were in a mess and he had no desire to sleep at all.

After Lin Qingli fell asleep, she went straight into the space.

The seeds she sowed in the vegetable garden some time ago are now growing exceptionally well.

This land seemed to have some magical power. No matter what was planted on it, it would sprout and grow quickly. Not long after, the grape trellis in the yard was already covered with big purple grapes.