Chapter 136 Dream
It was almost noon. Ye Yuanzhang glanced at the position of the sun and said, "Kangning will be out of school soon. Our family has a better meal today, so I'll pick her up and bring her back for dinner."
Shantaogou Primary School has a boiler room that is used to heat up meals for students who travel far away, so Corning usually brings his own lunch and eats it at school at noon.
"I'll go too." He Tingjun quickly caught up with him: "My car is parked at the entrance of the village, I'll drive over to pick you up."
With He Tingjun driving, Kang Ning was picked up in less than twenty minutes.
At this time, the chicken stewed with mushrooms and cornmeal pancakes were also out of the pot.
"Kangning, wash your hands. We'll be able to eat soon."
After saying that, Bai Qiu quickly made a dish of fried river shrimp with eggs and a dish of Chinese toon and tofu and started eating.
Tofu is a kind of food that I exchanged with the villagers who knew how to make tofu. It has no bean smell and is not pressed too hard. It is tender and full of bean fragrance, and is best eaten cold.
The temperature was just right in spring, and the sun wasn't too strong. The main room was small, and it seemed too crowded for so many people to sit in it, so they simply carried the square table out of the room and had lunch in the yard.
A gentle breeze blew in, caressing his face, mingled with the aroma of food and fireworks, a truly warm and healing feeling. Yun Qiao's melancholy mood was unconsciously relieved.
The river prawns are delicious, the tofu is smooth and tender, the chicken is soft and tasty, and the sauce is full of aroma.
He broke off a piece of soft corn tortilla and dipped it in the broth. It absorbed the broth and became more and more delicious. It was even better than meat. Yun Qiao's belly was full after eating it.
Ye Yuanzhang poured a cup of white wine into a small wine glass and said teasingly with a smile: "If you eat meat without drinking wine, you are living in vain. Yun Qiao, do you want to try it?"
Yun Qiao felt relaxed and eager to try, so he drank the cup of white wine that Ye Yuanzhang handed to him.
At the time, she only felt the wine was spicy and had no other feelings, thinking that she could drink quite well.
After just a few minutes of showing off, he got up from the table and his eyes started to dart and he couldn't even stand steadily.
He Tingjun quickly reached out to support her and asked with concern: "Yun Qiao, are you drunk?"
"Drunk? No, how could I be drunk with just two sips?" Yun Qiao was unaware of what was happening, but felt a little dizzy, so he said, "Maybe I'm sleepy and want to take a nap."
"Drunk people are like this, they won't admit they're drunk." Bai Qiu couldn't help laughing: "If she wants to sleep for a while, let her sleep. I have to wash the dishes. Tingjun, help her to the inner room."
"Yes." He Tingjun agreed.
Baiqiu cleaned up the dishes, Ye Yuanzhang helped her, and Ye Kangning looked after his brother.
He Tingjun supported Yun Qiao's arm and helped her walk into the house.
Yun Qiao staggered with every step, staggering from side to side, and even complained first, grabbing He Tingjun's hand to prevent him from moving: "Brother He, stop shaking."
He Tingjun laughed dumbly and said helplessly: "I'm not shaking, you are shaking."
"Me?" Yun Qiao flatly denied, "How could I be wobbling? I walk the most steadily."
She pushed He Tingjun away with her backhand, and the next second her body fell backwards.
He Tingjun quickly put his arms around her waist and pulled her back, and Yun Qiao's soft chest hit his stiff chest.
He Tingjun's mind was moved, and he couldn't help but feel a little distracted. He subconsciously hugged her slender waist and pressed her against his body.
Yun Qiao frowned slightly: "Let go, you're hurting me."
"I'm sorry." He Tingjun quickly let go of his waist, but the next second he looked back guiltily to see the reaction of Ye Yuanzhang and his wife. Seeing that they were busy cleaning up the dishes without even raising their heads, he breathed a sigh of relief and quickly took his hand back from Yun Qiao's waist.
He suppressed the throbbing in his heart, supported Yun Qiao's arm, and said in agreement: "Yes, yes, you walk the steadiest, I'm the one who's shaking, you hold me up."
Yun Qiao muttered softly, "That's about right."
He Tingjun was amused by her reaction and felt that it was impossible to reason with a drunk person.
With just one step, He Tingjun finally helped Yun Qiao into the house.
In just a short distance, Yun Qiao staggered against him at least three times. The girl's body was soft and fragrant. He Tingjun was extremely tired and sweat was almost coming out on his forehead.
As soon as he entered the room and made sure that Ye Yuanzhang and his wife were out of sight, He Tingjun simply didn't bother with the effort. He simply bent down, put his hands under Yun Qiao's legs, and picked her up sideways.
His body suddenly flew into the air, and Yun Qiao cried out in surprise at the feeling of weightlessness and dizziness. He subconsciously hugged He Tingjun's neck, buried his face in his chest, and sprayed his warm breath on his skin.
He Tingjun's body stiffened, and he swallowed subconsciously, his protruding Adam's apple sliding up and down a few times.
The drunk Yun Qiao was completely unaware, and he rubbed his little head against his chest, finding a comfortable position to lean on.
He Tingjun, bearing the changes in his body, stiffly carried Yun Qiao to the kang in the inner room. He half-knelt in front of her and moved her body a little further into the kang. Worried that she would be cold if she fell asleep, he considerately pulled the quilt aside and covered her stomach.
After doing all this, He Tingjun was about to go out when he saw Yun Qiao staring at him intently with a pair of watery almond eyes.
Her eyes are very natural and pretty, they are slightly round almond-shaped eyes, with not too wide fan-shaped double eyelids, which make her eyebrows and eyes look gentle and her eyes are crystal clear, which reminds He Tingjun of a kitten he had when he was a child.
"Why are you looking at me?" He Tingjun suppressed his inner throbbing, tucked the corner of the quilt for her, and said softly, "Didn't you say you were sleepy? If you are, just close your eyes and go to sleep."
Yun Qiao closed her eyes obediently, but her fingers secretly hooked around He Tingjun's fingers, "Stay with me."
There was a hint of command in her tone, but her voice was very soft, and it sounded more like she was acting coquettishly than commanding.
He Tingjun's breath was choked, and it felt like his heart had stopped beating for a moment.
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