"Rice, fragrant and sweet, no one doesn't love rice..."

Shao Yin hummed while filling the stove with firewood.

As the temperature of the porridge gradually increased, the aroma of the rice became more intense. For people who can't eat enough all day, it is tantamount to the temptation of poison.

Shaoyin warmed the rice, and then took out half of it.

Holding it in his hand, he walked to Pei Jiufeng and said, "Do you want to eat?"

Pei Jiufeng didn't move.

Didn't say anything.

Just the nose flaps, greedily absorbing the aroma in the bowl.

Under the moonlight, simple white porridge seems to be the highest delicacy in the world.

If he wants to say no to eat, it is not rare to be alone, so don't think that you will bow your head when you are alone. However, the secretion of saliva was even more severe, and in the silent night, one could hear the sound of "gudong" of swallowing saliva again and again.

"Eat or not?" Shaoyin handed the bowl forward and asked again.

Pei Jiufeng's brain has not yet compromised, but her body seems to have its own consciousness, her hands stretch out like lightning, and hold the porridge bowl.

"Do you want to eat?" Who knows, the porridge bowl was taken back again, and he held it empty.

Did she play him? !

The hands that were frozen in the air slowly retracted, the thin chest heaved violently with anger, the lips gradually pursed, and he looked up at her angrily.

"Then do you know it's wrong?" she asked condescendingly.

Pei Jiufeng pursed her lips, turned her head sharply, and said in a hoarse voice, "Go away!"

Want him to know he's wrong? dream!

He is right!

"I don't know why you became like this, but you were not like this before." A calm voice came from above.

"My parents are gone. We are the only two people in the world that are connected by blood. We are close relatives. We should have supported each other and lived together. But now you have a big temper, you don't help me with anything, don't wash your clothes, let you Go out with me to pick up firewood, you are just sleeping. I picked up firewood, but you refuse to carry it."

"You are my brother, I should tolerate you, and I am willing to tolerate you. It doesn't matter if you do less things, I am willing to let you. But you don't do anything, let me serve you and support you like a eldest young master. With you, that's impossible."

Pei Jiufeng was a little surprised.

He thought she said "Do you know what's wrong?" It was a demon who was using her mouth to ask him, did he know how unqualified this emperor was?

I didn't expect her to say this.

He slowly raised his head, his eyes first fell on the porridge bowl, then moved up and landed on her face.

She was standing and he was sitting, which made her look a little condescending.

And she turned her back to the moonlight, the flaws on her face were hidden in the darkness, only the vague outline and facial features were actually beautiful and graceful.

Pei Jiufeng has never thought that women are good-looking, no matter how good-looking a woman is, in his eyes, she is also a dry bone with red skin.

But just now, don't know if it was an illusion or dazzling, he actually thought that this poor and shabby girl was a little good-looking.

"Do you know what's wrong?" He didn't speak, and she asked again, "Are you willing to live a good life?"

The smell of porridge lingered on the tip of his nose, making Pei Jiufeng swallow continuously. He didn't want to admit his mistake, but he wanted to fill his stomach.

"Okay!" he said rascally.

It was she who owed him, she and the demons, set up a trap for him to make him fall into such a miserable state, what happened to him eating her bowl of porridge?

When he wakes up from the dream, he immediately seeks out high-level people to catch demons, and he will never fall into a dream again, which is not a broken promise!

"Are you talking?" Instead of giving him the porridge right away, she said, "Stand up! Look me in the eyes! Tell me, are you talking?"

The thirst for food made Pei Jiufeng's body seem to have its own consciousness. She stood up with her hands on the ground and looked into her eyes.

He is half a head shorter than her, and now he is looking up at her slightly.

I saw that her eyes were bright, sparkling and clear, a little stern, a little persistent.

What else, he couldn't explain clearly, but he knew in his heart—that was the responsibility of the eldest sister in the family to discipline and nurture the younger brother.

A little bit of grief spreads in my heart.

He couldn't tell what it was like, and he didn't even want to admit that he was a dignified prince. He actually envied Wang Dagen, who was poor and shabby, and didn't even have a coverall.

Wang Dagen was poor and despicable, the most pitiful person in the world, but he had a sister who took care of him.

"Forget it!" he said hoarsely.

He asked himself that he was not a good person, and that he was not wronged by cruelty, viciousness and despicableness, but he would not go back on his word.

He has always hated the hypocritical person who promised well on the surface, but turned his head and broke his promise.

"Okay." Shaoyin nodded and handed him the porridge bowl, "Eat it."

Pei Jiufeng thought that he still had some pride of the emperor, but the truth was that he quickly grabbed the bowl, raised his head and poured it into his mouth, snoring, not to mention delicious!

The hot white porridge flattened the hungry stomach, and then filled it up.

Pei Jiufeng ate so fast that she didn't even taste the taste, and she ate a bowl of white porridge.

He couldn't help but smack his lips.

The indescribable feeling of fullness made him feel the urge to cry for a while.

He never seemed so satisfied. It was as if something had been filled in the empty body, and from then on he was a complete and rich man.

"Wash the dishes." Shaoyin raised his chin at him, "cover the pot, the rest is our food for tomorrow."

After a pause, "If you don't find something to eat tomorrow."

Pei Jiufeng didn't say anything, walked over and washed the dishes.

After he was full, he felt an unprecedented mental exhaustion, as if he had been fighting hunger for too long, which made him feel lazy for a while. Whether it was the demon's plan or the girl's messenger, he didn't want to care about it.

When I was doing the dishes, I heard a girl's voice from behind: "Tomorrow I'm going to find something to do. You can go outside the city to pick up firewood. Pick up more and get it back and sell it for money. Can you?"

"Okay." Pei Jiufeng nodded.