Quick Wear: Oops, the mission target is crying again

Chapter 663 Young Man Admires 8

If you take any of these clothes into the city, you won't be able to wear any of them out, and people will probably think you're filming a period drama.

However, the two brothers cherished it very much and folded it neatly.

Lingyao originally planned to ask them not to bring it, and just take it back when she bought it for them in Baiyun City.

Go ahead and bring it, it won’t take up much space anyway.

When the two children saw her come back, they immediately began to behave themselves.

The older one hesitated for a moment and then walked up to her.

"I've cleaned up the room. You can sleep in that room tonight."

Lingyao walked towards the direction Zhang Dingyu pointed. The door was not closed, and she could see the interior layout of the house at a glance by standing next to the door.

It's not that great, but it's clean. You can tell that the person who cleaned it cleaned it carefully from inside to outside, and the wooden headboard was polished to a shine.

The quilt looked very familiar. Lingyao remembered that the quilt cover was still hanging outside when she came in this morning.

Lingyao took a look and turned back to look at Zhang Dingyu who was silently waiting for her reply.

He praised her: "You cleaned it up very well. Thank you for your hard work."

Her plain words were like a shot of reassurance to Zhang Dingyu. His heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally settled down, and his tense face finally relaxed.

"Nothing, I should do it."

After dinner and casual conversation, Taiping Village was soon surrounded by heavy dark clouds. Coupled with the extreme lack of entertainment, the people of Taiping Village went to bed early.

In the thick darkness, a few rays of moonlight and the chirping of insects broke free and came in through the small open window.

In the past, the two brothers would have gone to bed at this time because they had to get up early to work the next day.

But now, the rising and falling breathing sounds were not uniform. The two brothers had been lying there for almost an hour, and neither of them closed his eyes.

In the end, Zhang Dingrui, who was sleeping on the bed, couldn't help it anymore and turned over to face Zhang Dingyu who was lying on the floor.

He whispered, "Brother, are you asleep?"

Zhang Dingyu's closed eyelids trembled twice and then opened.

"No."

Zhang Dingrui didn't ask his brother why he didn't sleep, and Zhang Dingyu didn't ask his younger brother, because they both knew the reason.

After a long period of silence, a sentence was heard in the air again.

"Brother, will she send us back in the future?"

Zhang Dingyu fell into silence. He was completely helpless against Zhang Dingrui's question because he didn't know the answer to the question.

He couldn't even lie to Zhang Dingrui.

Zhang Dingyu also wanted to know, will they be sent back in the future, or will they be abandoned again?

Books always say that the world is so big that you cannot see every corner of it in your entire lifetime.

But Zhang Dingyu felt that this world was very small, so small that there was no place for the two brothers.

Finally, Zhang Dingyu only threw out three words, to her brother and to herself: "Go to sleep."

The evasive tone was almost panic-stricken.

The two brothers stayed awake all night, but Lingyao had her first good sleep in recent days.

When she got up in the morning, the two brothers had already gotten up and started making breakfast, still a pot of sweet potatoes, but with an extra bowl of tofu noodles.

Lingyao looked at the bowl of tofu noodles on the table and asked Zhang Dingrui, "Where did the noodles come from?"

Zhang Dingrui was about to speak when Zhang Dingyu looked at him. He immediately shut up and ate the sweet potato in his hand obediently.

Zhang Dingyu looked at Lingyao: "I found half a handful of noodles when I was cleaning yesterday."

"Really? Then you eat it. I don't want to eat noodles anymore." Lingyao said and went to get the sweet potatoes.

Zhang Dingyu was stunned, and Zhang Dingrui next to him was choked and his face turned red. He ignored his brother's look and spoke quickly.

"This is what my brother bought for Aunt Zhao early this morning. It would be a waste if we don't eat it!"

He spoke in an excited tone, but Zhang Dingyu beside him pulled him back and stopped him from continuing.

Lingyao glanced at Zhang Dingyu's hand that was pressing on Zhang Dingrui, and raised her chin slightly: "Let go."

The woman's noble and elegant temperament was natural. Zhang Dingyu was just a boy who had just finished junior high school. Although he was more mature than most boys, he couldn't hold on.

After being stared at like this for two seconds, he lowered his head and let go of my hand.

Lingyao knew that Zhang Dingyu would not be able to get anything out of him, so she turned her fire to Zhang Dingrui: "Did Aunt Zhao give this to you?"

Zhang Dingrui was a little intimidated by this quiet and cold woman, so he just nodded and answered obediently when he heard the question.

"Well, Aunt Zhao's family buys some tofu noodles in the morning to provide for bachelors who have to go to work and have no time to cook."

Lingyao nodded after listening to this, and took out a bill from a stack and gave it to Zhang Dingrui: "Go buy two more bowls."

Zhang Dingrui saw Qian shaking his head frantically,

“No, no, no, no…” After a long while he couldn’t utter anything, so he could only turn to his brother next to him for help.

But this time, before Zhang Dingyu could speak, Lingyao urged again: "Go quickly."

And cast a look at Zhang Dingyu.

Zhang Dingrui looked at his brother, then at Lingyao, and finally ran away with the money.

When he came back with two bowls of noodles and the change, Zhang Dingyu had already finished a sweet potato in silence.

He wanted to get the second one, but Lingyao tapped his hand with clean chopsticks: "Eat noodles."

Zhang Dingyu looked up at her. The boy's dark pupils were shining like lacquer, or like ink, thick and indissoluble.

The two of them remained in a stalemate for a few seconds. In the end, he took the chopsticks and started eating in silence without even raising his head.

Zhang Dingrui saw his brother picking up his chopsticks, so he followed suit.

The three of them finished their breakfast with a bowl of tofu noodles each.

Lingyao wasn't very hungry and didn't eat much. She put down her chopsticks early and waited for the noodles in Zhang Dingyu's bowl to be finished.

She propped up her chin and looked at this awkward person, saying in a calm tone: "What's so awkward about that? Is it so hard to accept eating a bowl of noodles?"

Zhang Dingyu paused with his chopsticks in his hand, swallowed the noodles in his mouth, and then replied dryly: "I just don't want you to spend more money. We are used to eating sweet potatoes."

"Then change your habits. It's just a bowl of noodles. Do you need money for a bowl of noodles if you live with me in the future?" Lingyao didn't beat around the bush to save his face, but told him the truth frankly and directly, "If you feel you owe me, then study hard and make money to pay me back in the future. Don't let my money go to waste."

After hearing this, Zhang Dingyu fell silent again. Lingyao ignored him and gave him some time to digest the situation.

He pushed and pulled for a bowl of noodles. She would have to kneel down for him when she bought him something. That wouldn't do!

Sudden wealth: "Host baby, you are so smart. You use the money of God of Wealth baby to support him, and then let him make money to pay you back."

Lingyao chuckled: "What do you mean by his money? Didn't I earn that money from completing missions? That money is mine, and so is the person. So what?"

Get rich suddenly: “…” I dare not do anything.

When only soup was left in the bowl, the man who had been keeping his head down raised his head again, his eyes still dark and determined.

His tone was sonorous and powerful: "I will make money to pay you back, for sure."