Bai Xian brought over six dishes. Other than the fried pig's blood, the others were all Song Yue's favorite dishes. Song Cheng didn't care too much about it as he took his chopsticks and started to wolf it down.

Song Yue said: "Aunt, Bai Xian, my wound is fine, you guys don't have to be so polite."

The Bai’s mother and the Song brothers could not be considered as familiar with each other. They were worried that if they stayed here they would make the two of them feel uncomfortable, so they took the initiative to bring Bai Xiu home first.

Song Yue invited Bai Xian to take a seat: "Are you busy with the shop today?"

Seeing how he was still thinking about the Bai Yue Stall even though he was injured like this, Bai Xian said in embarrassment: "Don't worry about these things, heal your injuries first."

Song Cheng lifted his head and glanced at Song Yue. Wasn't such a small wound normal for him? Could it be that Song Yue did not explain it to Bai Xian?

Of course, Song Yue did not tell him about this, he only told himself that he did not want to arouse Bai Xian's suspicions, how could a normal person treat being cut by a blade as nothing?

However, only himself knew what exactly was on his mind.

Bai Xian sat between Song Yue and him as he watched Song Yue eat. Song Yue had injured his right arm and thus, using chopsticks was very inconvenient for him.

He glanced at Bai Xian and pretended to have let go of his chopsticks. "Aiya."

Bai Xian anxiously asked: "What's wrong? Did you touch her arm? "

Song Yue frowned slightly, as if trying his best to hold back the pain in his body: "It's okay, I can eat by myself."

As expected, Bai Xian took the bait. She took the initiative to raise her chopsticks and personally feed Song Yue: "It's alright, don't move your arms. I'll still feed you."

Bai Xian slowly but firmly picked up the dish and fed it to Song Yue's mouth as the corner of Song Yue's mouth slightly rose: "Thank you."

One of them was eating, while the other was eating.

Song Cheng, who was seated at the side, was already stunned by Song Yue's performance. Oh god, did he lose his arm due to the strong horse or was he the one who insisted on eating with his spoon? Is this Song Yue faking it?

With the beauty by his side, Song Yue treated Song Cheng's astonished eyes as air and carefully savored the dishes that Bai Xian had meticulously prepared.

Bai Xian's face slightly flushed. Every time she fed Song Yue, she would see his deep gaze staring straight at her, causing her to unconsciously become nervous.

The sweet lunch ended very quickly. Bai Xian placed the tableware back into the food box, looked at Song Cheng who was still limping and Song Yue who had his arm injured, and decided to give them takeout in the next few days.

Previously, when Song Yue went to Bai Yue Stall to be a waiter, he would eat lunch and dinner with the Bai Family. Song Cheng would eat at the neighboring houses.

Now that Song Yue was injured, Song Cheng could eat the dishes made by Bai Xian. He felt that he was very happy, "My little brother, if I knew that you were injured, I would have had delicious food, then I wouldn't have waited until now."

Song Yue stood at the door and watched Bai Xian's figure gradually grow further and further away. The girl's thin and weak arm was holding onto a big food box, her snow white skin and deep red food box formed a clear contrast, making people feel that she was working really hard.

Song Cheng saw that he did not get a reply from her, and waved his hand in front of Song Yue: "Hey, hey, hey.

Song Yue pushed his hand away coldly and turned to walk back into the room. Song Cheng quickly caught up to him but he could not see any signs of injuries on his leg.

Song Cheng's leg was more or less healed, it just did not look good in front of the others.

Song Yue closed the door for Song Cheng and sat on the bedside, quietly thinking about the scene of Bai Xian feeding him a while ago.

So it turned out that he didn't like it when others fed him food. He was afraid of being poisoned, but he also didn't like the feeling of being bound.

But Bai Xian could always get his favorite dishes, and even looked at him gently. Thinking of this, Song Yue's heart almost melted.

Last night, the scene of Bai Xian blocking in front of him caused Song Yue to be greatly shaken.

Replacing it was a strange feeling. At that time, Song Yue felt that his eyes were sore and he wanted to cry.

Why was this happening? During the war, there was no one in court who did not know about it. It was the first time he encountered such a problem.

Why did he have the urge to get close to a girl whenever he saw her? Why did he always want to hug her and kiss her? Why are your eyes always sour?

Song Yue did not know the answer, nor could he think of one.

In the next few days, Song Yue became the weakest person, and she personally brought him home to feed every meal.

Song Cheng could not bear to see Bai Xian and Song Yue who were acting so sweetly, so he said to him heartlessly, "Bai Xian, the shop is so busy, you can ask Bai Xiu to come and take care of Song Yue."

Bai Xian lowered her head in panic. She had actually thought of letting Bai Xiu feed her, but every time she would advise herself that Bai Xiu was still young and couldn't take care of the injured.

She stealthily glanced at Song Yue, seeing the faint expression on his face, Bai Xian was apprehensive.

Sure enough, the dinner that day was delivered by Bai Xiu, upon seeing that Bai Xian did not come, he waggled his eyebrows at him.

"Little brother, your arm better be quick, look how worried Bai Xiu is for you."

Bai Xiu respectfully placed the dishes down, and picked up the chopsticks, preparing to serve Song Yue's meals.

He didn't think that Song Yue would directly stand up and return to his room, and coldly said: "I'm not hungry, I won't eat anymore."

Song Cheng's laughter suddenly rang out, startling Bai Xiu.

Bai Xiu asked Song Cheng worriedly: "Big Brother Song Cheng, is teacher alright?"

Song Cheng smiled mysteriously: "It's fine, you can go back. Don't bother about him."

When Bai Xiu returned to tell Bai Xian that Song Yue had not eaten, Bai Xian became worried again.

She pulled Bai Xiu's hand: "Xiao Xiu, is Big Brother Song Yue uncomfortable?"

Bai Xiu shook his head in confusion: "No, Teacher looks fine, he said he wasn't hungry, so he stopped eating."

Bai Xian was extremely worried, was there something wrong with Song Yue? Song Cheng didn't seem to care about his brother at all. Furthermore, why would a grown man take care of someone else?

Bai’s mother and Bai Xiu closed Bai Yue Stall's door and went to the backyard to eat dinner. Bai’s mother saw Bai Xian standing there in a daze and anxiously called out to her: "Xian Er, what are you thinking?"

Bai Xian regained his senses, "Mother, let's eat. I made your favorite Eight Treasures Rice today."

Since Bai Yue Stall's business was getting better and better, Bai Xian started to continuously research new dishes. Hu Butcher's pork was not bad, and the pork series was also the main dish of Bai Yue Stall.

However, there were also a lot of female customers in the restaurant. Bai Xian cooked a lot of dessert according to the modern recipe, such as Eight Treasures Rice, Sweet Potato, Taro Mud, and Sweet Rice Noodle Roll.

Bai’s mother had eaten a lot of delicious food before, and she also had a soft spot for Bai Xian's Eight Treasures Rice, but glutinous rice was not easy to digest, so Bai Xian only made a small serving for the three of them to eat.

Although Bai Xiu had a mature personality and spoke like a small adult, but under the premise of Bai Xian becoming increasingly capable and reliable, he started to behave like a child again.

Furthermore, the most obvious behavior of a child was to love to eat sweet food. Bai Xian was extremely happy when he saw that Bai’s mother and Bai Xiu were fighting over the Eight Treasures Rice with each other.