return to the garden

When Liao Qing opened his eyes again, they were foggy, making it hard to see what he was thinking.

Zhang Xiaoli brought a bowl of porridge into the house, and couldn't help but feel happy when he saw people open their eyes.

"Are you awake?" Zhang Xiaoli walked quickly to the bed, sat down on a small stool with his feet, and handed the porridge bowl to Liao Qing.

Liao Qing didn't speak, and didn't take the bowl of thin porridge.

The system is really completely gone, no matter how Liao Qing communicates in his heart these days, there is no news at all.

"You'd better eat something, you've been in a coma for three days, almost no water or rice, your body won't be able to hold on like this!" Zhang Xiaoli persuaded.

Liao Qing's eyes gathered a little light, and he looked at the young man sitting by the bed.

Seventeen or eighteen years old, the things written on his face are easy to understand, the kind that Liao Qing can analyze people with [-]% accuracy at a glance.

"Thank you, but I don't have any appetite, you should eat it!" Liao Qing refused.

He has been wandering around in time and space for a long enough time, and he has lived enough, and now there is no system, the sustenance that has been with him all the time, life is meaningless, and there is no need to waste other people's food.

Looking at the situation of this house, the situation of this house should not be very good, and a little brother rescued him and was able to take care of him with tea and water, presumably there is no elder in the upper class, and look at the bowl of thin porridge, Liao Qing They all feel reluctant to drink for the boy.

"Then how can it work? My brother and I have already eaten it. This bowl is specially reserved for you. You have the strength to heal your wounds after eating it!" Zhang Xiaoli waved his hands repeatedly.

Liao Qing rejected it for a while, but he never rejected it, and simply stopped talking.

Zhang Xiaoli sat by the bed for a while, and finally took the bowl out in a low mood.

It must be because he is not used to it, such a thin porridge, there is not much rice in a bowl, but, it is really the best thing he can give.

Both his parents left early, and he raised himself and his younger brother by himself, and the rice he produced in a year was barely enough to sustain food and clothing. Right now, it was the time when the crops were scarce, so there really wasn't much left.

"Brother, is that man awake?" Zhang Xiaolin, who came in with a bundle of firewood, saw his brother come out with a bowl, and hurriedly asked.

"Well, it's just that I don't want to eat anyway." Zhang Xiaoli put the bowl aside, took the firewood in Zhang Xiaolin's arms and stacked it behind the pot door in the kitchen.

Zhang Xiaolin stopped talking, there was nothing he could do, since his brother picked him up, his heart had been tied directly to him, he said it was good or bad, so he had nothing to say.

Zhang Xiaoli was sitting listlessly at the door doing needlework, embroidering a small purse made of coarse cloth, and carefully embroidering some patterns.

It may not be that the fairy-like person in it will like it, maybe he will laugh, such a good-looking person, when he smiles, he should be as beautiful as the flowers in the back mountain.

It can make him feel better, and then he is willing to eat.

Zhang Xiaoli could tell that the man had been looking lifeless since he picked him up, but Zhang Xiaoli really wanted that man to live happily, and he was willing to eat and talk to him. ah!

Zhang Xiaolin glanced at his brother who was embroidering a purse at the door and smiling, seeing his teeth missing, and went straight to the room where Liao Qing slept.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw that Liao Qing had looked over it, and he walked over without any hesitation.

Zhang Xiaolin and Liao Qing were relatively speechless.

The two were silent for a while, until Zhang Xiaoli asked Zhang Xiaolin not to disturb Liao Qing's rest.

"What do you want from me?" Liao Qing couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

"Do you know there is a saying?" Zhang Xiaolin cleared his throat, watched Liao Qing look at him, and then slowly said what he heard from the storyteller, "You should repay your life with your body."

Liao Qing nodded.

Zhang Xiaolin continued: "Then my brother saved you, so you should promise him with your body."

Liao Qing was silent.

On the contrary, Zhang Xiaoli, who had been eavesdropping on the corner, blushed immediately.

Well, young man, have you ever heard the saying "Little girl has nothing to repay, she is willing to be a cow or a horse in the next life to repay her benefactor".