Seeing that she was in such good spirits, Ling Jiheng was completely relieved.
I want to ask Chi Xingyue why he was in a coma for three days and three nights.
But Ling San and Ling Si are here, so it’s really inconvenient to talk.
Chi Xingyue thought of the reset space supplies, his eyes rolled, and he took out a steamed bun from the space and stuffed it into Ling Jiheng's mouth.
Ling Jiheng smiled tenderly, raised his hand and rubbed Chi Xingyue's little yellow hair, without saying anything.
"Husband, where are we going now? Can we catch up with our parents?"
"Yes, Ling Yihongyu and I made an agreement that they would leave marks along the way."
Chi Xingyue was no longer worried. He asked about what happened while he was unconscious, then closed his eyes and rested.
She had tried it just now. Although the space prohibited her from using mind control, it did not prevent her from directly collecting and placing supplies.
This means there are bugs to be fixed.
Chi Xingyue can easily take out the output from the garden and store it in the designated location.
Although it is a bit troublesome, it saves effort.
The movement is just too big and it is easy for people to notice the abnormality.
However, after the space was upgraded, Chi Xingyue's soul state was solid.
Whether you eat, drink, or go to the toilet, it will be reflected on the outside of your body.
As a result, she did not eat or drink for three days and three nights without feeling any discomfort.
That's because she takes good care of herself in her space.
At this time, Chi Xingyue entered the space in soul state and went straight to the canteen kitchen.
Take out a few small bottles of mineral water that have been frozen into lumps of ice from the refrigerator and put them in a clay pot.
Then he picked up another watermelon, cut it in half, and put it in the blender to squeeze out the juice.
Chi Xingyue looked at the slightly thick watermelon juice containing pulp, and felt that modern technology was really useful. Finally, she didn't have to squeeze it manually.
After coming out of the space, he glanced outside the car and saw Ling San and Ling Si concentrating on their journey, so he quietly took out the clay pot and watermelon juice.
Cool down Ling Jiheng and feed him at the same time.
Then continue to enter the space, eat pastries and drink bird's nest.
The contrast should not be too obvious.
Ling Jiheng outside thought that the little fairy loved him very much, but in fact, she was pretty good.
Chi Xingyue sat at the gate of the village committee compound, watching the little animals frolicking, and felt that the house search was too hasty.
Otherwise, it would be great to put a few pairs of swiftlets in there.
I sighed, scooped up a spoonful of bird's nest and put it in my mouth. Wow, it's so smooth.
Remembering the plants she had asked Ling Jiheng to collect, she put the stewing pot on the ground and trotted to the small warehouse at the corner of the first floor to get the saplings.
Chi Xingyue couldn't wait to know what these plants were. He looked at the leaves and picked one.
When he came out, he picked up a shovel and jogged to the durian tree. He dug a few holes in the open space and buried the saplings.
This time, the sapling did not grow as fast as when the space was upgraded, but Chi Xingyue did not care. He strolled around in the space and was quite happy.
At noon, Ling Jiheng saw that Chi Xingyue had not woken up yet, so he went to call her.
Chi Xingyue instantly woke up after hearing his voice, and there was no confusion in her eyes.
"What's wrong?"
"It's okay, it's noon, time to eat!"
Chi Xingyue suddenly realized: "Oh, what to eat?"
Ling Jiheng took out a few pancakes from his bag, one for himself, one for Chi Xingyue, and two for Ling San and Ling Si.
Chi Xingyue: "..."
“I don’t want to eat!”
Ling Jiheng held the person in his arms: "Eat at least a bite. When you feel better, your husband will make you something delicious."
But his eyes glanced outside the car, indicating that she should pretend.
Chi Xingyue nodded, broke off a small piece and put it in his mouth.
Ling San, who was outside the car, smiled and said, "Madam, after you rest, I will hunt some pheasants for you."
Chi Xingyue declined in fear: "No, no, no, don't go hunting recently. It rained heavily a while ago, and there are many refugees from Jiangnan heading north. What if..."
When Ling San thought of the plague his master had mentioned, his face turned pale.
He and Ling Si have eaten a lot of wild food from the mountains. Could they have been poisoned?
Ling Jiheng comforted him, "It's okay. While you were out there, those people from Jiangnan hadn't arrived yet. Just be more careful next time!"
Ling San and Ling Si took the reassurance and bit the biscuits fiercely.
But the cold sweat on his forehead was bigger than soybeans, dripping onto the road, wetting the ground.
Chi Xingyue ate half of the pancake and stopped eating.
After changing the mineral water in Ling Jiheng's earthenware jar, he entered the space again.
The space maintains the temperature of early autumn, which is very comfortable.
Chi Xingyue's soul stayed in the space, and even his body outside didn't feel hot, which was quite practical.
He trotted to the private room and sat on a chair, eating and drinking to his heart's content.
I feel that this space of mine is so thoughtful. A table full of food that can never be finished can allow her to live to be ninety-nine.
Chi Xingyue didn't go out in the afternoon and baked some bread and cookies in the space.
While waiting, she took out her mobile phone, opened the novel she had downloaded in her previous life, and listened while busying herself.
It’s a pity that the book about Ling Jiheng was deleted by myself.
Otherwise, she would be the heroine holding the script.
***
On the road to exile, a group of people covered their faces tightly and looked vigilantly at the people coming from a distance.
This is the third group of people they have met in this period of time.
The Jiangning Prefecture yamen runner who was in charge of escorting them felt something was wrong and stepped forward to inquire about the situation.
When they heard about the flood in the south of the Yangtze River, they were all shocked.
"It's all gone, all gone. The prefect was swept away by the flood."
Many people were pale and knelt on the ground crying and wailing.
Only the exiles looked at each other in bewilderment, feeling that having their homes ransacked wasn't that tragic after all.
The old lady of the Ling family felt that her family had married a lucky star. If it weren't for Chi Xingyue, they might still be in Jiangning Prefecture.
Then the situation you face is not just a matter of displacement; you may even end up with your family broken up and your loved ones destroyed.
Shu Muyun was extremely anxious.
On the morning Ling Jiheng left, she discovered that the person next to her was not her son.
But when he thought of what happened on the road before, he didn't say a word.
Moreover, this unfamiliar young man also takes good care of himself.
Therefore, Shu Muyun kept covering for him, saying that his son had a sore throat and couldn't speak.
So now, where are he and Xingyue?
Why hasn't he come back after so long? Could something have happened?
Ling Weicheng quickly noticed Shu Muyun's mood changes.
As a father, how could he not worry about his son?
But since my son left, it means he has something important to do.
Even if I can't help, I can't hold him back.
He raised his hand and squeezed Shu Muyun's hand to comfort her.
All we have to do now is wait patiently.
The Jiangning Prefecture yamen runners cried heart-wrenchingly, as most of them had families.
I escaped, but what about my family? Could they have been killed in the flood?
How thankful we were to have avoided a wildfire, and how devastated we were to hear about a flood.
I originally thought that I could eat and drink delicious food when I got back.
But now, what should I do?
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