The next morning, Li Wende endured the pain in his body, climbed out of bed with difficulty, and waited at the door.

When he saw Song Fuyu coming out of the room, he immediately stepped forward to stop her.

"Song Zhiqing, I'm sorry I scared you last night."

Song Fuyu looked up at his flattering smiling face and suddenly felt as sick as if he had swallowed a fly.

She tried to raise the corners of her mouth, but found it too forced, so she gave up.

"Since it's a misunderstanding, then don't talk about it anymore. Otherwise, it might have been nothing at first, but it will become a big deal if you talk too much."

She pretended to accept Li Wende's apology, mainly because she didn't want to talk to him any more.

Even though someone proved it for him, she absolutely did not believe that what happened yesterday was just an accident.

When she was in modern times, she had basically come into contact with all kinds of people, whether they were colleagues in the company or customers at home and abroad.

Her accuracy in judging people, although not 100%, is at least 70 to 80 percent, so before confirming the other person's specific personality, she would choose to trust her intuition first.

It is actually very difficult to like someone you don’t like at first instinct, even if you spend more time with them later.

In fact, there was one thing she hadn't even told Tong Youyou.

In addition to the first time when his eyes made her feel uncomfortable, she always felt that someone was staring at her when she was washing up outside the house in the morning, but she looked back quickly several times and didn't find anything unusual.

She had no evidence of what happened last night.

Until there is evidence, she would choose to keep her mouth shut rather than talk nonsense.

For people with voyeurism, a failure will never make them compromise, but will only arouse their inner desires. After all, normal people can never understand abnormal psychology.

But she won't take the risk.

When I decided to go to Gu's house for dinner later, I discussed with Aunt Fang that from today on, I should try to finish washing and bathing at Gu's house before returning to the Youth League Home.

She didn't want to continue to be in an environment where she might be spied on at any time.

On the way to Gu's house, Tong Youyou couldn't help but whispered in Song Fuyu's ear: "Sister Fuyu, do you think Li Wende is a good person?"

Song Fuyu did not answer immediately, but looked into Tong Youyou's eyes and asked, "What do you think? Do you think he is a good person or a bad person?"

Tong Youyou thought for a moment.

"Well... I'm not sure, but I know that I don't really like him either."

"I always feel that when he looks at people, his eyes are very strange, which makes people feel a little uncomfortable."

Song Fuyu glanced at her and found that the little girl was still a little wary.

"If you don't like him, then have less contact with him. When you meet him, stay away from him."

"Yeah, that's what I thought."

..........

For breakfast, Aunt Fang added a small dish of cold shredded rabbit to the multi-grain porridge and pickles.

The fresh and fragrant chili, with a little bit of Sichuan pepper, paired with shredded rabbit meat, is very delicious.

"Aunt Fang, we may have to trouble you with something else."

"What's the trouble? Just say it directly. No need to be so polite."

"The firewood in our Youth Home was all collected by the old Youths who went to the mountains. They also bought the stoves and water tanks with their own money. It's not good if we always use their things for free, so I want to discuss with you. During the time when Youyou and I are eating at your house, can we boil water for bathing at night?"

"As for how much firewood we used, just deduct it from the firewood I bought from you before."

"Fu Yu, you are being unorthodox. It's just a bath. It doesn't take much firewood."

"When you need to take a shower, just tell A Yuan and ask him to come back early to boil water for you. He boils the hot water for our house every day."

"Thank you so much, and of course thank you to my brother Yuan."

She smiled at Gu Yuan.

From now on, the task of boiling water will be left to this little guy.

After solving the problem of taking a bath, when Song Fuyu went to work, the expression on his face was much better than when he got up.

Gu Yuan followed behind the two of them without saying a word.

"Brother Yuan, what's wrong with you?"

"When we were walking together in the morning two days ago, he wanted to stay away from us. Why did he suddenly change his nature today and walk behind me and Sister Fu Yu? Is he planning to attack us?"

Gu Yuan wanted to roll his eyes at her, but when he thought of Song Fuyu standing beside him, he suppressed the thought and forced a smile towards them.

"I don't want to walk too fast today."

"Haha, do you want to follow Sister Fu Yu to the mountain again?"

When taking care of the mother rabbit yesterday, Gu Yuan accidentally revealed that he carried the mother rabbit down the mountain.

Under Aunt Fang's questioning, he also said that he was the one who secretly followed Song Fuyu up the mountain, for which Aunt Fang angrily pulled his ears a few times.

If it happens again, he will be punished by not having dinner for two days.

"I'm telling you, you're going to be disappointed. She told me early this morning that she wasn't going anywhere today."

“I don’t want to go to the mountains.”

After saying this, Gu Yuan no longer paid attention to Tong Youyou who was teasing him and ran forward quickly.

"Sister Fu Yu, he's so weird. He looks like he wants to talk, but he just won't."

"Are all little boys of this age so awkward?"

"You, you are just like a child."

"Ayuan is awkward and shy to begin with. If you tease him like this again, he won't talk to you next time."

"It doesn't matter. If he doesn't tell me, I'll just keep teasing him."

Song Fuyu sometimes felt that Tong Youyou was about the same age as Ayuan, and didn't look like a sixteen-year-old girl at all.

As for Gu Yuan, his mind is very easy to guess from such a little kid.

I guess he wanted to learn slingshot from her.

Just now when he was eating, he kept asking himself consciously or unconsciously what kind of wood would be best for the slingshot frame.

In fact, she didn't quite understand, because the slingshot was not made by her, but a gift from her father.

As for why I am so good at it, it is simply because I was addicted to the game of hitting red birds.

She would play with it for a while before going to bed every day. Seeing how much she liked it, her father asked someone to customize a handmade slingshot for her.

Later, when she had more space and got tired of making clothes, she would set up her own obstacles on the farm and play with the slingshot by herself.

To put it bluntly, it is a skill developed when you are alone.

She also didn't expect that there would be a chance for it to come in handy in "actual combat".