"It's bacon and some sausages. I cut them into cubes and put them in."
Lin Xuanjiao suddenly realized that it was sausage and bacon! Lin Xuanjiao had eaten sausage and bacon before, but those were always cut into large pieces. She had never seen them cut so finely.
Knowing the answer in her heart, Lin Xuanjiao concentrated on eating and had no intention of speaking again.
Seeing that Lin Xuanjiao was probably unable to speak, Song Ying'an secretly looked at Lin Xuanjiao. Seeing that her cheeks were bulging with food, Song Ying'an couldn't help but curl up one corner of his lips. How cute!
Lin Xuanjiao didn't pay attention to her image. If she had just arrived, she could still maintain her image, but now Lin Xuanjiao no longer cared. She was tired of maintaining it, so she might as well just be comfortable. There was no one else here anyway.
Lin Xuanjiao quickly devoured her egg fried rice. After finishing, she wiped her mouth with a tissue. Hmm! My bad mood today was cured by this egg fried rice. Song Yingan is indeed a good person. The egg fried rice was sent at the right time.
Seeing that Song Ying'an hadn't moved for a long time, Lin Xuanjiao couldn't help but sigh in her heart, no wonder Song Ying'an couldn't gain weight! Judging from the speed at which he eats, it wouldn't be easy for him to gain weight!
Lin Xuanjiao didn't know that Song Yingan had simply forgotten to eat because he was so engrossed in watching her.
Song Ying'an could feel Lin Xuanjiao's gaze on him, which made him speed up his movements and quickly finish the remaining fried rice.
Seeing Song Ying'an eating so fast, finishing his meal in just a few bites, Lin Xuanjiao quickly reminded him, "Eat slowly! Eating too fast can easily damage your intestines."
After hearing Lin Xuanjiao's words, Song Yingan obediently slowed down and started eating slowly.
Watching this scene, Lin Xuanjiao's eyes curved with laughter. This Song Ying'an was really amusing. Did he just listen to her? She wondered if she would agree if she asked him to rip the cloth off his head and face so she could see his true appearance.
Thinking of this, Lin Xuanjiao felt a little restless in her heart, but she thought that Song Yingan must be somewhat traumatized because so many villagers hated him because of his appearance.
Forget it, let's wait until she gets familiar with him! Don't worry, everything will happen slowly, and one day she will see Song Ying'an's true face.
Song Ying'an didn't know that what Lin Xuanjiao wanted to see most now was his face, but Lin Xuanjiao's guess was right. Song Ying'an did feel inferior about his appearance. When he was a child, he didn't know how to hide it and was looked down upon and bullied by many people. He did know that his appearance was different from that of ordinary people.
When he grew up a little, Song Ying'an learned to wrap himself up completely, so that people who couldn't see him would not have as much malice towards him as before. Year after year, day after day, Song Ying'an had long been accustomed to wrapping himself up tightly in the hot summer, and he would not take off the cloth strips on his body even if it was hot.
At that time, Lin Xuanjiao and Song Ying'an were not very familiar with each other. If Lin Xuanjiao said that she wanted to see Song Ying'an's appearance, Song Ying'an would not let her see it no matter how much he was attracted to her.
Precisely because of her affection for Lin Xuanjiao, Song Ying'an was very reluctant to let Lin Xuanjiao see her unusual appearance. She was afraid that Lin Xuanjiao would show disgust and contempt when she saw his appearance.
After the two finished their meal, they were not in a hurry to go down the mountain. Anyway, neither of them had to go to work, so it would be fine to stay on the mountain for a while.
Seeing Lin Xuanjiao sitting there in a daze, Song Ying'an took out a wooden box from the cloth bag he was carrying. He looked at Lin Xuanjiao with some anticipation in his voice, "I brought some wild sweet potatoes. Do you want some?"
Hearing the word "wild sweet potato", Lin Xuanjiao came back to her senses instantly. The thought of how she had suffered so much and hadn't even tasted a wild sweet potato made her feel a little relieved at this moment.
Looking at the wooden box in Song Ying'an's hand, Lin Xuanjiao asked impatiently, "Is it delicious? The wild sweet potatoes I picked that day all rotted, so I didn't get to taste them. Luckily, I met you and you can make up for my regret. Song Ying'an, you are truly my lucky star!"
Thinking that God always went against her, Lin Xuanjiao couldn't help but speak again: "You should be sent by God to save me, right?"
Song Ying'an chuckled at Lin Xuanjiao's words, then said to her, "You can mention God in front of me, but try not to mention it in front of others. Otherwise, some people will accuse you of feudal ideas and superstitions about these things that don't exist."
"Don't worry, I only said this in front of you. How could I say this in front of other people?"
Song Ying'an was moved by Lin Xuanjiao's expression of her special feelings for him, and couldn't help but ask, "Why do you only say that in front of me?"
They had only just met yesterday, so did she trust him so much? Could it be that she had a crush on him? Song Ying'an couldn't help but imagine it, but he ruthlessly shattered it just as she was about to think of it. Lin Xuanjiao wasn't mentally ill; she wouldn't be attracted to him no matter who she chose.
Lin Xuanjiao had no idea of the twists and turns in Song Ying'an's mind. When she heard Song Ying'an's question, she said as a matter of course, "Of course, because you're a good person!"
"A good person?"
Song Ying'an murmured these three words. It was only because he looked like a good person that Lin Xuanjiao treated him specially. This thought made it clear how self-indulgent his previous thoughts were.
However, Song Ying'an's depression did not last too long. After all, he had long known that it would be really strange for Lin Xuanjiao to like him given his current conditions.
He opened the wooden box and handed it to Lin Xuanjiao: "Try it, I think this is quite delicious. I have washed these, they are very clean."
Hearing Song Ying'an say this again, Lin Xuanjiao couldn't help but laugh: "Okay! I'll try what this clean wild sweet potato tastes like."
As she spoke, she took one and put it in her mouth. The moment she bit it, the sweet fragrance exploded in her mouth. Lin Xuanjiao couldn't help but squint her eyes when she tasted it, and her face was full of satisfaction. This was her habit of eating delicious food, and she couldn't change it.
"This wild sweet potato is really delicious! No wonder those kids love to pick them so much. It's a pity that so many of the wild sweet potatoes I picked rotted."
Hearing the unconcealed regret in Lin Xuanjiao's tone, Song Ying'an directly handed the wooden box to her: "Since you like it, take it all back and eat it!"
Lin Xuanjiao was a little surprised. "Give it all to me, don't you want to eat it?"
Song Ying'an shook his head. "I still have some at home. I can eat them anytime I want, but it's different for you. Most of the wild sweet potatoes have been picked, so they're not easy to find."
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