Hearing that Song Ying'an also had wild sweet potatoes, Lin Xuanjiao stopped being polite and directly took the wooden box from Song Ying'an's hand.
"I'll take this wooden box back with me first. I'll give it to you in the evening after I've cleaned it."
“You don’t need to wash it.”
Lin Xuanjiao rolled her eyes at Song Ying'an and said, "Who do you think I am? I can't even wash a bowl."
Seeing that Lin Xuanjiao was unhappy, Song Yingan hurriedly explained: "No, no... I didn't mean... that, you... don't... misunderstand."
Seeing that Song Ying'an was so scared that he was incoherent, Lin Xuanjiao could no longer continue to be angry. She looked at the tall man in front of her. Why did she feel like she was being controlled by this person when she met him, and her emotions seemed to follow the other person's movements?
Lin Xuanjiao didn't know what this feeling was. It was the first time she had experienced this situation, and it was quite strange. This should be considered as the fact that Song Yingan was a special person in her eyes.
But she would not say what was in her heart. Seeing Song Ying'an looking extremely aggrieved, Lin Xuanjiao could not help laughing. Song Ying'an was really too funny. Mainly because he didn't do anything funny, but he made her laugh so hard. Was her sense of humor too low?
"Okay, okay, I know you meant well, but I didn't control my temper. I'm sorry! I have a bad temper, so I hope you can bear with me."
Song Ying'an froze when he heard Lin Xuanjiao's apology, then spoke rapidly, "No, no, no, how can this be your fault? It's my own fault that I'm not good at speaking. I can't say anything nice. I really don't blame you."
Lin Xuanjiao did not continue to argue with Song Yingan about this issue. It seemed that Song Yingan would argue with her for a long time.
Lin Xuanjiao chose to give up arguing with Song Yingan about the length of the matter. She ate another wild sweet potato and said, "How did you pick so many of these wild sweet potatoes? There are still some in the house. It's not easy for those children to find them."
When Song Ying'an heard this, he felt a little proud. How could those kids compare to him? He didn't even have to look for it slowly to know where a patch of wild sweet potato vines was.
I felt a little proud in my heart, but I didn't show it on my face. "I'm just very familiar with these mountains. I can easily tell where those wild sweet potatoes are."
"That's pretty impressive, to be able to remember so much."
Hearing Lin Xuanjiao's praise, Song Ying'an couldn't help but feel secretly happy. Lin Xuanjiao had praised him many times today, making him feel a little embarrassed.
Lin Xuanjiao took out a can of malted milk from her cloth bag and handed it to Song Yingan, "I'll give you some good nourishment."
I don’t know whether malted milk can be considered a nutritional supplement or whether it is helpful to human nutrition.
Song Ying'an looked at the can of malted milk and quickly refused: "No, this is too expensive, I can't take it, keep it for yourself!"
Lin Xuanjiao forcefully stuffed the malted milk into Song Ying'an's arms. "Here, you gave me a lot of delicious food, so this is barely a return gift. Take care of yourself. You look so thin."
Because Lin Xuanjiao used force to pull Song Yingan's wrists, Song Yingan felt that both of his wrists, which were wrapped in cloth, were a little painful.
Is Lin Xuanjiao really that strong? Or is it that he hasn't been getting enough nutrition lately, so he's a little weak. But he ate so much meat yesterday, no wonder Lin Xuanjiao could kick every one of the Gu family members.
Lin Xuanjiao's heroic appearance that day remained in Song Yingan's mind and he could not forget it for a long time.
Seeing that Song Ying'an was still trying to refuse, Lin Xuanjiao's face darkened: "Take it. If you don't take it, I'll be angry, and when I'm angry, I'll ignore you."
Song Ying'an was so scared that he quickly retracted his hand. He would do anything as long as Lin Xuanjiao didn't ignore him.
Song Ying'an stood in front of Lin Xuanjiao without saying a word, holding the bucket of malted milk in his arms. Lin Xuanjiao found the scene a little funny. He was obviously a tall man, at least 1.9 meters tall, but Lin Xuanjiao, with a height of 1.71 meters, could only reach his chest.
Standing like this actually gave her a feeling of being well-behaved. Lin Xuanjiao didn't know why she had this idea. Song Ying'an was obviously wrapped up tightly, with his face also covered tightly, but from the way he held the malted milk, she could tell that he was inexplicably well-behaved.
Lin Xuanjiao continued digging into her pockets, pulled out fifteen yuan and a stack of meat and grain coupons and handed them to Song Yingan. "This is for your food allowance. Remember to come here every day at noon and every night!"
After what happened just now, Song Ying'an did not continue to refuse this time. He was afraid that Lin Xuanjiao would never pay attention to him again as he said just now. However, he had given too much money, and there were so many food coupons and meat coupons, so he really had to return some to Lin Xuanjiao. It was not that he did not want it, but Lin Xuanjiao gave him too much, so it should not be a big problem if he returned some of it.
Thinking of this, Song Ying'an counted out five dollars from the money and returned it to Lin Xuanjiao. Lin Xuanjiao originally wanted to take it, but in her opinion, the fifteen dollars was a price she had carefully considered.
But this time, Song Ying'an's persistence was so strong that Lin Xuanjiao could feel it even through the cloth. Forget it, forget it, let it be! She was too lazy to push it back and forth any further. As long as they were willing to pay, it was fine.
After finishing her work, Lin Xuanjiao planned to go down the mountain. She could go back to take a nap, then go deliver the pig feed to the pigpen after waking up, and then play for a while before reaching her destination to eat the delicious dishes cooked by Song Yingan.
Thinking this way, this kind of day is still relatively peaceful. If she still has a mobile phone, Lin Xuanjiao would feel that this is like a vacation.
Now I am here to quit my internet addiction. Today is the third day of my quitting. I think about it all the time.
Lin Xuanjiao sighed inwardly, thinking about the cell phone that she might never see again, and felt a pang of sadness in her heart. She didn't know if she could live to see the era before her.
Noticing the sadness in Lin Xuanjiao, Song Yingan was a little worried, but he didn't know what to say to pull Lin Xuanjiao out of her sad mood.
Thinking that Lin Xuanjiao seemed to like eating delicious food, Song Ying'an's eyes lit up when he thought of this. He thought he might have a solution.
"How about we have slippery meat tonight?"
"Slippery meat?" Lin Xuanjiao was a little confused when she heard these two words. She had never eaten the slippery meat that Song Ying'an mentioned, so she didn't know much about this food. It could be said that it was the first time she heard of it.
Seeing that Lin Xuanjiao had finally come out of her sadness, Song Ying'an breathed a sigh of relief and continued to answer Lin Xuanjiao's question: "Slippery meat is made with meat and starch. It tastes very delicious."
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