Through the nine days of skyrocketing

Nan Heng had a panoramic view of his expression, and his brows and eyes curved up again.

He lifted the food box in his hand a little higher and placed it on the window frame: "Brother Wei, I did what I said!"

Nan Wei murmured vaguely.

His attention was still on the food box.

There seemed to be an indescribable fragrance in the air, invisible and intangible, but they scrambled to get into Nan Wei's nose, arousing every nerve ending in him to cheer.

Nanheng nimbly jumped into the house, took down the food box and opened it, revealing the three dishes inside: "But I'm afraid that my mother will find out that I eat too little, so I can only bring this little here today, brother Wei, let's eat first Bar!"

Nan Wei glanced at him appreciatively: It's interesting enough!

After Nan Heng put the food box on the ground, he took out the three dishes inside, then looked at Xiao Zhuzi next to him, and then at Nan Wei.

Nan Wei was looking at him inexplicably, when he found that beautiful face suddenly enlarged again.

Immediately afterwards, she stretched out two hands from her armpits, and then Nan Wei's feet were suspended in the air, and her whole body was thrown onto Nan Heng's body by an external force.

"Nanheng—!"

Nanheng's laughing voice came from above his head: "Brother Wei, please sit obediently, it will be more convenient to feed you this way."

Nan Wei tried to stare at him, but no matter how she turned her head, she couldn't find the right direction.

And the next moment, the chopsticks holding the dishes had reached his mouth.

The aroma seems to be a little stronger, and it seems to be mixed with some fresh and sweet fish, and it seems to be mixed with some vegetables—Nan Wei opened his mouth naturally, and ate the first chopsticks dish.

Nanheng's Madam Tang's craftsmanship is really extraordinary. Although the materials used are more particular than those in the big kitchen where the osmanthus is usually eaten, the taste of the dishes is obviously not just taking advantage of the ingredients.

She seems to be especially able to unearth the most evocative part of each raw material itself, highlight and radiate it.

Unknowingly, Nan Wei ate all three dishes out of control, and pursed her lips somewhat unsatisfied.

Nan Heng seemed to have sensed his thoughts: "I will find a way to eat more from these two days, so that Mama will think that my appetite has increased, and then I can bring more for you to eat."

"No need." Nan Weiyan said insincerely, "I'll feel sorry for this. In fact, the food brought by Dangui is already very good, much better than what I ate before."

Nan Heng said: "But I'm worried."

Nan Wei asked, "What are you worried about?"

Nan Heng said: "I'm worried that if you eat like this all the time, you will lose such a nice aroma."

Nan Wei: "..."

Then Nan Heng immediately laughed again: "Do you really believe it? I was teasing you! Brother Wei, I didn't see it before, but now that I have seen it, how can I tell you to eat those things again! Anyway, Uncle Nan I don't care about my expenses, it doesn't matter if I bring you some!"

Nan Wei pursed her lips: "Fake the public to benefit the private."

Nan Heng said: "How can this happen? Uncle Nan is your father, and using his money to give you delicious food, isn't that justified?"

Nan Wei was quickly persuaded.

Although Nan Heng is a genuine child, he is very committed to delivering food every day.

From having only pastries at the beginning to adding pastries to three meals a day, there are very few interruptions.

Nan Wei was a little worried that he would be discovered by the people sent by the Wu family to follow him next time, but there was no movement for several days, only Nan Heng persisted in running here.

Nan Wei understood: That Nanny Tang didn't know about Nan Heng's actions, I'm afraid she would have found out a long time ago, pretend to be confused if she understands!

From then on, Nan Wei felt more at ease when enjoying the meals delivered by Nanheng—since Madam Tang never stopped her and really increased the quantity when cooking, he never considered whether Nanny Tang would feel hard work.

In a blink of an eye, the weather is getting colder and colder, and it seems that the breath will freeze.

Nan Wei gets up every morning unshakably and punches, and no longer avoids Dangui.

Dangui only regarded it as the boxing technique taught by Madam Yan, and once said to Madam Yan behind her back, "Why doesn't Madam teach the young master some beautiful boxing techniques..."

Nan Wei called out behind her: "Mommy!"

Dangui immediately had tears in his eyes, and turned his head timidly, only to find that there was no one behind him.

Nan Wei smiled and said: "Keep crying, or I will tell the mother what you said."

Dangui was dumbfounded and had no choice but to continue crying.

Nan Wei admired it for a while before she kindly said: "Okay, I won't tell the mother."

After all, this boxing technique was not taught to him by Nanny Yan, and it is indeed not very beautiful.

It is easier than Nan Wei thought to find medicinal materials and spiritual objects in this era. Just after entering the twelfth lunar month, Madam Yan told Nan Wei that all the various things on the list he made had been found.

Only the natural fire is born, and there is no news yet.

Anyway, it's been freezing cold recently, Nan Wei didn't bother to go out, so she simply put the matter aside.

Unexpectedly, it was already time for bed that night, but Nan Heng sneaked over and squatted next to his bed again, only showing his furry head.

When Nan Wei found him, he was very thankful that he hadn't called Dangui to watch the night, otherwise no amount of Dangui would be enough to scare him...

"Brother Wei."

I don't know if it was because the moonlight streamed down from the window tonight and shone on Nan Heng's body, the boy looked a bit depressed.

Nan Wei rubbed her eyes, reluctantly pulled the quilt and sat up.

He kind of wanted to throw the kid out with a wave of his hand—just like he used to treat his apprentices.

And reluctant——Nanheng's face is really pretty.

The most critical problem is that Nan Heng is already a monk at the third level of the Qi refining period, but he has not yet started.

Thinking of this, Nan Wei was not very happy, and stared at Nan Heng: "Why are you here?"

Nan Heng said: "Brother Wei, don't you want me to come?"

Finally, he received his true thoughts once, rare, rare!But Nan Wei said: "No."

If you admit it, what if this kid doesn't give me food anymore?

In the water-like moonlight, Nan Heng looked more and more picturesque, very beautiful.

He frowned slightly, and his whole body took on a bit of melancholy: "But I think Brother Wei, you don't seem to care whether I come or not."

Nan Wei firmly denied: "I am very concerned!"

If Nanheng comes, he will be able to feast on it;

If you don't come, you can only feast on the three meals in the big kitchen...

The difference is———————— What a big difference!

Nan Heng glanced at him sadly: "But why didn't you ask me, why should I rent at your house?"

Nan Wei is kind and generous: "Why are you borrowing at my house?"

Nan Heng's eyes became more melancholy: "Because something happened to my family."

Nan Wei said: "Oh."

Nan Heng said: "...you don't even ask me what happened?"

Nan Wei continued to do good deeds: "What happened?"

Nan Heng suddenly changed the subject: "Brother Wei, do you know that your family is actually a branch of the Nan clan in the imperial capital?"

Nan Wei shook her head: "I don't know."

He really didn't know about it.

Because in all the memories of the predecessor, there are only contents about the Marquis of Fengcheng and the Nan family in Fengcheng.

According to the implication in Nan Heng's words, are he and Nan Heng really brothers?

Nan Wei said: "Are you really my brother?"

Nan Heng smiled——when he smiled, his eyes became clearer, and the melancholy and depression just now seemed to be just an illusion.

He said: "No, I'm not from the Nan clan of the imperial capital."

Nan Wei gave him a look of "you're kidding me".

Nan Heng reached out and touched Nan Wei's head.

Now Nan Wei has grown much taller than when he first came to this body, and looks only slightly shorter than an ordinary seven-year-old boy.

However, he still looked thin and weak. After all, his body was damaged too badly. No matter how much vitality Da Luo Lingjie had at this time, he couldn't fully make up for it.

So Nan Heng still looks much older than Nan Wei, and he has cultivation base, so it is easy to touch the top of Nan Wei's head.

Nan Wei has long been used to this, and didn't even bother to move, she just asked directly: "Then where are you from?"

Nan Heng said: "I can't tell you."

Nan Wei glanced at him again with "you're kidding me".

Nan Heng said in a low voice: "If I tell you, it will not do you any good, and the mother will not allow me to say it. But my family does have some relationship with the imperial capital Nan's, so I entrusted them to take me away. Put it in your house to borrow."

Nan Wei said: "Oh."

Nan Heng said: "Actually, I'm very happy to be able to live at your house, otherwise I wouldn't have known you, Brother Wei."

Nan Wei said: "I am also very happy." You brought Mother Tang along.

Nan Heng said: "However, I am a little worried about the current situation in my family, and I don't know if everything will be all right after I leave."

Nan Wei said: "It's useless to think too much, you will always know."

Nan Heng said: "Actually, I don't usually think about these things. It's just that today is my birthday. In the past, at home, my parents would definitely accompany me, and there would be banquets, which were always lively. But now there are only the mother and the mother. There's only two of me, so I'm just cranky."

Nan Wei glanced at him with a look of "just as long as you know".

Nan Heng said: "Brother Wei knows that today is my birthday, why didn't he respond?"

Nan Wei recalled what she did on the birthdays of other venerables in the sect before, and said after a long time: "I wish you a happy birthday, every year will be like this."

Nan Heng didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Brother Wei, did you make a mistake in your last wish? I just said that today is different from the past."

Nan Wei said: "Every year is like last year's present."

Nan Heng was about to nod, and said again: "No!"

Nan Wei stared at him.

Nan Heng touched the top of Nan Wei's head again: "It's all my fault. I almost forgot just now. Last year, I didn't have Brother Wei by my side today. Brother Wei's previous wish was very much in my mind. now."

Nan Wei: "..."

I don't know if it's because the two are getting acquainted with each other day by day, although this person has a beautiful face that is hard to match, his temperament is not like this face, but rather...some...

shameless?

escape?

Nan Wei couldn't tell.

"Brother Wei."

Seeing that he was silent, and his eyelids seemed to be drooping, Nan Heng realized that it was too late and he had disturbed Nan Wei's good sleep, so he said, "I'm going back—oh, but people say that you have to close the door on your birthday." Here comes the gift."

Nan Wei yawned: "Gift, um, yes, I want to accept a gift."

When Nan Wei succumbed to the power of the Sandman and was about to fall asleep in a daze, she only vaguely felt that she had promised something extraordinary.

The author has something to say: Nan Wei: This kid is as annoying as a villain (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻