Chapter 29
Lu Xiaobai inexplicably began to look forward to the delicious food in Lingyi's mouth, and nodded obediently: "Okay."
Watching Lingyi quickly cut the steamed bun into slices, Lu Xiaobai's stomach began to growl.
He sat down at He Qin, his eyes fixed on the steamed buns. He was so hungry that he even wanted to take a piece to taste it. It must be better than brown rice.
Thinking of this, Lu Xiaobai curled his lips in grievance. If someone had told him a month ago that in the future he would feel that the steamed buns, which he had never looked down upon and even hated, would become the father he could never have and a delicacy in the world, he would definitely have laughed at the other person without mercy.
His Lu family is so wealthy, how could he think that steamed buns are a good thing.
What a pity, steamed buns are a good thing now!
Lu Xiaobai pouted and kept turning his head to look at the steamed bun slices, even his eyes became hungry.
But He Qin handed the clothes and needlework on the table and stuffed them into his arms again: "You are somewhat useful, but not enough, so..."
He Qin pointed to the hole in his clothes and said, "This hole isn't that big. Sew it up before you eat. We'll wait for you."
When Lu Xiaobai heard this, he sat up straight in an instant: "???"
Sewing now?
He looked at the small hole, took the clothes timidly, and then wrapped the black thread around a needle and took it out.
Maybe Aunt Wang had threaded the needle to make it easier for Lu Xiaobai to sew clothes next time, so Lu Xiaobai could just sew directly. But, he didn't know how...
He had never sewn clothes before, nor had he ever seen clothes sewn by others.
"I, I might not sew it very well..."
Lu Xiaobai lowered his head and spoke in a low voice.
He Qin looked at him with interest and asked, "Is it ugly, or is it because you can't sew?"
"Well, well, I..."
Lu Xiaobai immediately started to stammer. Lingyi couldn't bear to see Lu Xiaobai embarrassed, so he secretly reminded him, "Just like stitching a wound..."
But before he could finish his words, He Qin glared at him. He hurriedly continued to work. As the oil sizzled when heated, the aroma of steamed buns slowly wafted out.
Lu Xiaobai sniffed, his eyes lit up, and he was pleasantly surprised. The smell was so fragrant, the fried buns were indeed delicious.
But the next second, He Qin grabbed his chin and forced him to turn his head and look at him: "You have to sew your clothes before you can eat."
As soon as He Qin finished speaking, Lu Xiaobai's eyes turned red. He slapped He Qin's hand away, holding the clothes in grievance. The hand holding the needle was shaking, and tears were falling.
It was clearly his steamed bun that he brought back, but now he is not allowed to eat it. He Qin is really a piece of shit. He will never share delicious food with this bastard again.
Lu Xiaobai held the needle but was reluctant to start. He cried and thought about what Lingyi had just said, sewing it like sewing a wound.
He had seen the scar of the wound. His mother had a difficult labor when giving birth to him, and there was a ten-centimeter-long centipede scar on his stomach.
Centipede scar, centipede scar...
Lu Xiaobai suddenly remembered, spread out the torn clothes, and directly inserted the needle into the surface...
The cut wasn't big, so it was sewn up quickly. Because the fabric was different from the human body, it was softer and thinner, so he pulled hard and the centipede scar became a caterpillar scar...
Lu Xiaobai was stunned for a moment. He looked at Lingyi and then at the clothes in his hands. How could this happen?
Why is it different from the beginning?
Lu Xiaobai bit his lip. Although the clothes were sewn a little ugly, and the place that should have been flat was now bulging, at least it was sewn and there was no gap.
He raised his head and secretly glanced at He Qin who had been staring at him. Seeing that he didn't say anything, he bit the thread, separated the two threads, tied a knot, and then returned it to He Qin.
"I've sewn it. Here you go."
Lu Xiaobai felt a little guilty: "I, I'll put the remaining needlework in the cabinet."
He Qin watched Lu Xiaobai's hurried departure, then laughed at the clothes in his hands. He turned to Lingyi and said, "Don't throw away the clothes. Be careful when washing them, don't damage them."
"yes."
Lingyi answered, then placed the fried buns on the table and began serving rice and dishes.
Lu Xiaobai put the things away in a panic. After waiting for a while and not hearing any dissatisfaction from He Qin, he went into the kitchen again, sat obediently at the table, and stared at the bowl of slightly burnt steamed buns.
Ling Er also came in with a few other people. They sat down one by one, holding their bowls and started eating.
There was no brown rice in Lu Xiaobai's bowl because Lingyi was holding a bowl of steamed buns and distributing them to everyone.
There was only one and a half steamed buns, but Lingyi was very clever and cut them into two more slices after slicing them. Although the area became smaller, there were more slices.
He Qin got a small half bowl, the brothers Ling Yi and others only got a few slices, and Lu Xiaobai got the most, so the rest was given to him.
Besides being a little surprised, he also felt that this was as he should have. After all, it was the steamed buns he brought back, so he should eat more.
"Thanks."
After Lu Xiaobai thanked him, he picked up his chopsticks and ate a piece. He was so moved that he almost shed tears. The fried bun was fragrant and crispy, with a little salty taste. It was actually very delicious.
Lu Xiaobai moved quickly and finished half a bowl of steamed buns in a short while, but he was full.
Although he was full, it was the first time he had eaten such delicious steamed buns, so he licked his lips reluctantly and turned to ask He Qin: "He Qin, do we have steamed buns at home?"
He Qin took the handkerchief Ling Yi handed over, wiped the corner of his mouth and said, "If you behave well, you will get it."
Lu Xiaobai: ...
This husband is not good at all. Not only does he not know how to love him, but he also asks him to perform before giving him delicious food. This is too much!
Lu Xiaobai snorted coldly and stood up to leave, but Lingyi held his shoulders and said, "Sister-in-law, don't go. The pigeon soup is ready. Would you like to drink some to replenish your body?"
Pigeon soup?
Lu Xiaobai subconsciously touched his stomach. Although he was full, he was not particularly full, so it should be okay to drink some more soup.
After Ling Er and the others finished their meal and rested, they had to hurry to plow the soil and plant vegetables, so they said goodbye to them and left.
Lu Xiaobai watched them leave, then looked at Lingyi who placed a clay pot in front of him and asked curiously, "Is it for only me to drink?"
Hearing this, He Qin also looked at the clay pot in front of him. Thinking of what Lu Xiaobai had said just now about the family sharing, he actually felt a little excited.
Lingyi looked at He Qin's expression and said with a smile: "You can share some with big brother."
The earthenware jar was not big, but not small either. Although a whole pigeon was not much, he had just eaten, so he couldn't finish it.
But if he was asked to share with He Qin, Lu Xiaobai curled his lips, took a spoon and scooped a spoonful of soup into his own bowl and said, "Forget it, I'll drink it myself."
He Qin froze instantly. It was over. He had bullied someone too much. The guy who had just been clamoring to share his goodies with him was no longer willing to share with him...
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