The heroine falls in love with scum [Quick Transmigration]

There were ten whole sweet potatoes piled up in the padded jacket, even in size, none too small or too big. Lin Qingyan picked up the sweet potatoes and shook them in his hands. The weight of one is enough for one person to eat a full meal. Then count these , is her and Fu Si's food intake for two days.

Lin Qingyan picked up two sweet potatoes and buried them in the ashes left over from last night's extinguishment, and placed the rest under the altar.Lin Qingyan picked up the padded jacket that was not used for storage, slapped it with his right hand a few times, and put it back on his body.It was noon, and although it was warmer than the morning and evening, it was better to wear it honestly. No matter how good your physique was, you couldn't waste it casually. If you caught a cold, you wouldn't have the money to buy medicine.

In the temple during the day, Lin Qingyan extravagantly lit the fire. Lin Qingyan held a finger-thick long wooden stick in his right hand, and added some sticks and dry grass to the fire in front of him with his left hand.There were two or three neat piles of wooden branches placed in the corner of the temple, which were picked up around the outside of the temple. There was only that little pile of straw left, and Lin Qingyan had no intention of burning it with it.

The wooden stick in Lin Qingyan's hand was hooked back and forth in the fire, and looking back, Fu Si sat on the quilt with her knees hugged.

"Fu Si, come and sit here."

After Fu Si and Lin Qingyan looked at each other for a second, their buttocks dawdled on the quilt and turned around, leaving Lin Qingyan with a thin back.

Is Fu Si quarreling, is it about Lin Die or about leaving her alone in the temple?Anyway, no matter which aspect, Lin Qingyan's main cause cannot escape.

Lin Qingyan turned around and sat cross-legged, with his right hand raised, he took out the wooden stick that had been placed in the fire, and watched that a large section of the front of the stick was blackened.Lin Qingyan thought relievedly, Fu Si cared about her, so it's fine to make trouble, this is better than a dead person who doesn't respond.

The fire became smaller and smaller, and Lin Qingyan didn't add any more wood branches and dry grass to it. Although there is no shortage of dry branches and dead wood here, it won't last for a long time.No matter what it is, there will be a day when it is exhausted, and it is a little bit to save a little bit.

There were no new branches to light the fire, and the open fire turned into a pile of sparks. Lin Qingyan used a shorter wooden stick to flip back and forth in the fire. In this pile of ashes, the sweet potato became a giant, very eye-catching .

Two sweet potatoes were removed by wooden sticks, and the light red skin had turned into black charcoal. Although it looked extremely ugly, its taste was inversely proportional to the ugly appearance.

Lin Qingyan threw away the wooden stick in his hand, and tried to pick up a sweet potato with his hands. He didn't stay in his hand for a second, and his hot hand opened and slipped from the palm, with a lot of fine dust on it.

Lin Qingyan wanted to take it to coax Fu Si, but in her eagerness, she forgot that this is a freshly baked sweet potato, so it's no wonder it's not hot.

Lin Qingyan squatted, blew on her palms, and did not forget to turn sideways and peek back a few times. Fu Si, with his back to her, sat with his knees hugged without saying a word.

Lin Qingyan rolled the sweet potatoes on the ground back and forth with his left hand, and said seductively, "Fu Si, the sweet potatoes are roasted, and they smell delicious!"

Every family in the village had already had lunch for a while. Lin Qingyan ate one more piece of cake that fell on the floor than Fu Si, but his stomach was empty. Then Fu Si must be in the same situation as Lin Qingyan. Fu Si is small and has a small appetite. Not necessarily small, think of Lin Hongcai of the Lin family as a well-known example.

Fu Si, who was sitting, had a slight ups and downs, thinking about whether food is more important at this moment or continuing to be angry.

"It's too late, I've already eaten the sweet potatoes, and I don't have your share."

Lin Qingyan deliberately swallowed a few mouthfuls of the sweet potato, the surface temperature of the sweet potato was absorbed by the ground, Lin Qingyan half-held the sweet potato and felt it was warm, but he couldn't hold on to the heat for a second before it started.

Fu Si, who was struggling with pure thoughts, was so anxious that she was about to cry, sobbing and condemning Lin Qingyan, "Bad..."

Lin Qingyan didn't expect Fu Si to be so teased, so she ran over and held the sweet potato in front of Fu Si's eyes.

"Look, I lied to you, whoever doesn't, and won't be without you."

"Wrong... clear words... wrong."

Fu Si patted the sweet potato away with one hand, wrapped his arms around Lin Qingyan's neck, and made intermittent noises.

"Yes, it was my fault."

Fu Si bit the outer layer of the padded jacket on Lin Qingyan's shoulders, crying even harder.

"Don't go... clear words."

"Well, if you don't go, I will take you with me wherever I go."

In this way, no matter what Fu Si said, Lin Qingyan responded to her words without complaint, and the sweet potato that was held away from Fu Si in her hand gradually became colder. The completely cooled sweet potato is not delicious, and it is not good for the body. how good.

Under Lin Qingyan's comfort, Fu Si stopped crying, took the peeled sweet potato from Lin Qingyan's hand, and expressed forgiveness to Lin Qingyan by accepting the food.

The sweet potatoes were eaten up in the morning of the third day, so Lin Qingyan took Fu Si by the hand to steal food and returned to the temple, but this way of pulling was different from ordinary people. She and Fu Si's hands were tied together, food could not be found, but Fu Si could not be lost.

Lin Qingyan's words that you don't want to come again came true. Lin Die never came to the ruined temple again. When walking around the village with Fu Si, she never met Lin Die.Without meeting Lin Qingyan's heart, a good boy like Lin Die shouldn't be with thieves like them. If there are more people in the village, Lin Die will find like-minded friends of the same age.

Without Lin Die's patronage, Lin Qingyan thought that no one would disturb them, but unexpectedly, one of them became a small team of five.

Lin Qingyan lives in the temple of Fengming Village. There is a custom in Fengming Village. Every festival, people will be sent to represent the whole village to offer offerings. Now that the Spring Festival is approaching every year, how come no one comes.

Today, Fu Si was sitting on the quilt with her legs spread apart, fiddling with the corners of the quilt with her hands. Lin Qingyan saw that Fu Si was having fun playing, so she quietly went to pick up some branches and trunks near the ruined temple. It's over, the temperature at night is not as good as before, if the fire is not lit overnight, it will be a bit unbearably cold.

Lin Qingyan exposed half of her body from the door, her eyes wandered inadvertently not far away, and she retracted her left foot that was about to follow.

On the small road in the direction of the line of sight, there are five or six vague people walking towards this side. The end of this road going to the right is a rolling mountain. Lin Qingyan is not sure what these people are here for, just look at their posture It's not like someone passing by.

Lin Qingyan lost the leisurely mind to pick up wooden branches, turned around and ran in quickly, hugged Fu Si with both hands, then walked to the right side of the Buddha statue, bent down and put Fu Si in the place where they met for the first time.

"Qingyan..."

Fu Si, who lost the toy of the quilt horn, sat on the cold stone platform, raised her hand and grabbed Lin Qingyan's arm and refused to let go. Fu Si, confused, called out Lin Qingyan's name.

"Hide inside and don't come out, there are bad guys coming, I'll go and drive them away."

Although Lin Qingyan was trying to scare Fu Si with these words, he just wanted Fu Si to be obedient and stay inside. If those people came into the temple, he could deal with it by himself, and Fu Si could not be exposed in front of them.

After Fu Si let go of his hand, Lin Qingyan put his index finger in front of his lips, "Don't make a sound, or the bad guys will take you away."

Fu Si shook his head up and down and nodded, covering his mouth with his right hand layer by layer with his left hand, shrinking his body into the deepest corner of the wall that he thought was safe.

"Don't be afraid, I'll come and carry you back later."

Leaving such comforting words for Fu Si, Lin Qingyan walked to the corner of the wall on the right, picked up a red brick with a hole in it, returned to the quilt and sat down leaning against the wall. Covered, not revealing the slightest trace.

Lin Qingyan played with both ends of a whole piece of straw with both hands, before Lin Qingyan could take a closer look, those people arrived at the gate of the ruined temple.

They were a group of five grown men, one standing in front, and the other four standing side by side behind them. The four men were holding a half-meter-deep wooden box in their hands, which looked a bit like an ancient wooden lunch box.

Looking at it this way, these people's intentions are likely to be that the boss brought a few of his younger brothers to come here to make offerings.

Five people walked in, how could Lin Qingyan not notice such a big living person standing in the temple.

"Then who, get out quickly, haven't you seen our brother Shi coming!"

Lin Qingyan lowered his head, twirling his fingers around the straw, ignoring the tough intruder.

The younger brother who said these words wanted to drive Lin Qingyan away, but was stopped by Brother Shi among them, "In front of the Bodhisattva, all of you restrain yourself a bit."

Brother Shi continued to teach the younger brother, "You are becoming more and more promising, it's not good to bully anyone, go bully a deaf-mute person."

When Brother Shi said this, he looked in Lin Qingyan's direction, and it was obvious that there was something in his words.

Under Brother Shi's order, the four younger brothers went forward to replace with new offerings. The four of them didn't care about the importance of their hands, they just threw the leftovers on the table on the ground, and brought eight things on the table. Fragments of porcelain bowls and plates scattered all over the place.

Brother Shi didn't ask how they presented the confession again. If he didn't want to save face for the village chief, he wouldn't have the leisure and elegance to come to such a crappy place.

Brother Shi turned to face Lin Qingyan, and approached Lin Qingyan step by step with his feet. He had no interest in this ruined temple, but he was a little interested in the fools in the temple.

There is a fool living in this ruined temple, of course Brother Shi has heard about it, he shirked the offerings in previous years, but this time, it is worthwhile to meet him no matter what.

Brother Shi stood at Lin Qingyan's feet, raised his foot and kicked, and asked, "Where are the idiots in the temple?"

The straw broke in two in Lin Qingyan's hand, Lin Qingyan threw away the straw wrapped around his fingers, pulled out a new straw from the person sitting under him, and played with the new one with both hands.The silent Lin Qingyan became the deaf-mute in Brother Shi's words.

"Brother Shi, everything is ready, shall we go?"

The four of them finished their busy work, carrying empty wooden boxes without any weight in their hands.

Brother Shi put his hands into the pockets at both ends of his waist, and turned around to order, "You guys go back first, Brother Shi, I still have things to do."

"Brother Shi, we are all fine, if we stay with you, maybe we can be a helper."

The younger brother who was trained by Brother Shi was the first to speak out, his tone was full of due hospitality.

Brother Shi pointed at the temple gate, "Get lost, don't be an eyesore in front of me."

Did he raise a few worthless idiots? Why are all of them so ungrateful.