Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

Su Haitang casually braided two low braids and hung them on her chest, tied on two floral handkerchiefs in a good mood, and then opened the door and left the house.

It was quiet in the room, no one was there.

Su Haitang raised her eyebrows in surprise, and ran to the east room to check, and her grandmother was indeed not there.

Thoughtfully, she went out to the bathroom, scooped up water, washed her face and brushed her teeth.

Grandma is going to see that Chief He, right? Not at home, did he go to Su Jianmin's place? Or the old village chief's house?

After Su Haitang thought about cleaning herself up, she went back to the kitchen and uncovered the pot, and brought out a bowl of warm egg custard, with the corners of her mouth slightly bent upwards.

Grandma still loves her.

Scoop up a spoonful of the smooth and tender egg custard and eat it. Although there is only a little salt and chopped green onion, and no light soy sauce, it is still delicious.

It is the deepest taste in childhood memory.

After taking a bite of custard, Su Haitang felt even better.

Decided! She wants to eat egg custard made of milk for the rest of her life!

Even if she is not Nai's granddaughter, she will not leave Nai. It's a big deal to take the milk away, anyway, the milk will definitely enjoy the happiness with her.

After the entanglement in his heart was resolved, Su Haitang bent his eyes and ate more sweetly.

He Junfeng stood silently in the yard, looking at the girl standing in front of the pot eating egg custard from a distance.

She eats very well. A simple bowl of egg custard, but it tastes like delicacies from mountains and seas.

No wonder she is so thin.

Zhang Yuee accompanied her with a complicated expression, also looking at her granddaughter who was having breakfast happily.

She was a little unsure if it was right to do so.

No, she knew it was right to do so, it was worthy of her conscience, and it was good for her granddaughter; but she was a little worried that her granddaughter would be unhappy.

This child has a serious mind, if she misunderstands, I don't want her anymore...

As long as Zhang Yue'e thought about it like this, her heart would feel heavy, and she wanted to sigh.

That's all, if you have to be worthy of your conscience, your granddaughter will understand.

Su Haitang ate half a bowl of egg custard, but the bright sight behind her made it hard for her to swallow it.

She sighed and put down the spoon, adjusted her expression, turned her head slowly, and met a man's face without surprise.

Very strange.

I've never seen it before, and it doesn't look familiar.

Su Haitang was very sure, then slightly bent the corners of her mouth, and came out to say hello.

"Grandma, this is Chief He, right? Don't stand in the yard, sit in the room."

He Junfeng's clear face could not distinguish between emotions and anger, he looked at her face calmly, not missing the faint dimples on her cheeks when she spoke.

"Hi Haitang, I'm He Junfeng."

"Hello. The country is rough. Please don't be polite."

Su Haitang said politely and gave way again.

"Sit with Chief He, grandma, and I'll make tea."

"No, I'm short on time, so come and sit with me."

He Junfeng interrupted her politely gently, and invited her into the room to talk together, keeping his eyes on her every move.

Su Haitang adjusted the braids on her chest a little shyly, took a deep breath secretly, tried to keep smiling and nodded.

After entering the east room, Zhang Yue'e and He Junfeng were sitting on the edge of the Kang against the wall. Su Haitang poured two glasses of boiled water for them and sat down on the long bench on the ground.

"Please drink water."

He Junfeng casually looked at the simple or even crude furnishings in the room, recalling the investigation report on Su Haitang, his eyes became softer.

"My family's matter, I believe Yuan Zheng told you about the same. I also understand your embarrassment, but Fang Qiong, oh, is my lover, she is in critical condition, and what I always think about is our lost daughter."

"I see her suffering day and night, and I empathize with her. So I beg you, can you, as my daughter, comfort my lover and give her some comfort?"

"No matter what the result is, it's good to uplift her spirit and stimulate her vitality; or to make her feel at ease and leave without regret. It will be a great kindness to me and our two families. Please help me."