Chapter 2389

Xiu'er touched the red and swollen palm print on Feng Shaojin's face, and asked, "Uncle, your face..."

Feng Shaojin touched his hot face, and coughed lightly in embarrassment, "A mosquito landed on Uncle's face just now..."

Xiu'er: "..."

Don't mosquitos only come when it's too hot?

My aunt told him last time that mosquitoes would freeze to death in winter.

Feng Shaojin realized something, and immediately changed his words: "It's not a mosquito, it's a flying insect."

Xiu'er: "..."

Feng Shaojin hugged Xiu'er and turned around, letting him lean back into her arms: "If Xiu'er gets along well with uncle, your aunt will be happy and won't worry about you anymore.

In this case, my aunt's body will also recover faster. "

Xiu'er thought for a while, then nodded.

Feng Shaojin put Xiu'er in the cubicle of her bedroom as before, and let Mo Jinlan take care of daily necessities of life. When he was free, he would teach him boxing, darts, aiming and all self-defense skills. .

Xiu'er studied and practiced calligraphy in the morning, and practiced physical strength in the afternoon. She mixed with a group of rough men all day long, gradually getting rid of the soft and cute aura on her body.

When Xiu'er was brought back to Jincheng from the bottom of the cliff by Chu Yunyao, she was taken to the camp by Mo Lingyuan to be educated for a period of time, but after an accident, she had a speech impediment, and she somewhat forgot what happened when she was younger.

The little man actually likes the life in the camp very much in his bones.

Xiu'er was already sweet-talking and likable, coupled with his special status, he lived like a fish in water in the camp.

Two days later, Feng Shaojin looked at the letter in his hand and nodded in satisfaction.

The guard stood in front of him respectfully and reported: "Young Madam has eaten a good diet these two days and has a regular schedule. She drank bird's nest porridge in the morning, half a bowl of white rice and half a bowl of soup at noon, and also in the afternoon. She read a book in the evening. I fell asleep."

Feng Shaojin folded the cookbook, put it on the table, and asked, "Is she in a better mood?"

"I can't tell if it's good or not." The guard thought for a while and answered carefully.

Feng Shaojin chuckled, and waved the guards to leave.

Mo Lingwei is not good at talking, she is usually quiet and calm, she rarely gets angry or laughs, it is normal for the guards and servants to be unable to guess what is going on in her heart.

Feng Shaojin resisted the urge to go see her immediately, and left her in the cold for another two days before going to see her alone.

Without Xiu'er by her side, Mo Lingwei lived like a year. Thinking of Feng Shaojin's threats before she left, Mo Lingwei dared not not to follow through.

Swallowing every meal tasted like chewing wax, waiting helplessly for the night to come, looking forward to Xiu'er returning to him the next day.

When Feng Shaojin came to the other courtyard, Mo Lingwei was sitting alone at the dining table having dinner.

Four dishes of side dishes, a small portion of vegetarian soup, and half a bowl of white rice.

Holding the chopsticks, Mo Lingwei poked Bai Yingying's rice grains, losing her appetite.

When Feng Shaojin sat down opposite her, Mo Lingwei didn't notice it either.

"Don't want to eat?" The man's deep voice sounded, and by the way, he picked up a chopstick of vegetables and put them into her bowl.

Mo Lingwei raised her head, and there seemed to be light in her eyes for a moment, but when she saw clearly that Feng Shaojin was alone, her small face instantly sank: "Where's Xiu'er?"

"Xiu'er is having a good time in the camp these days. There are so many people playing with him, and the children are jumping up and down all day, and their appetite has increased. Don't worry." Feng Shaojin leaned forward and pointed his long fingers from the opposite side. Reached out and held her chin: "Why are you still so thin?"