The system jumped to me

Chapter 578 Lotus Building CP Li Lianhua

Hua Xiaozhou also asked Mo Qing why he didn't continue looking for Liu Ruiying.

Mo Qing was indeed well-mannered and knew how to protect herself. She inquired about the two women and found that Hua Xiaozhou, who had a husband and children, seemed much more respectable than Liu Ruiying and wouldn't hurt anyone indiscriminately. That's why she followed her home.

Hua Xiaozhou smiled helplessly. She really admired this girl. She was indeed very cautious. That day, she brought not only a maid, but also at least twenty or thirty guards in the shadows. They were all highly skilled and specially trained, and they surrounded the entire house.

With so many people backing them up, it's fortunate that it was Hua Xiaozhou; if it were Liu Ruiying, she would have run away long ago and wouldn't have listened to the nonsense of strangers.

"You were so low-key that day. If I hadn't been so confident, I probably would have run away with my family right away!"

Mo Qing also realized that Hua Xiaozhou knew all about her precautions that day. Feeling extremely embarrassed, she treated Hua Xiaozhou's family to a good meal at Xiangyunlou to make amends.

Speaking of which, after closing up shop today, I need to go to Xiangyunlou to pick up the dishes I ordered.

It's not because I want to eat the restaurant's secret recipe roast chicken and roast duck anymore.

Li Lianhua tried it many times but couldn't figure out the secret, so she had no choice but to buy it.

When he got home that night, he ran ahead of his parents, clutching a warm oil paper package, with the fox spirit running alongside him. The two of them, one human and one dog, were very anxious.

That winter seemed unusually long, with both heavy and light snowfalls.

Fortunately, even the longest winter eventually passes. One day, the jujube tree in the yard suddenly stopped being desolate and sprouted a few tender buds. I didn't notice it, but I would go over every day to count how many more branches had turned green.

Spring was in full bloom. He counted and counted, but eventually gave up. There were too many to count.

"Dad, does it hurt when it's not wearing clothes in winter?"

Li Lianhua pulled Buwei's hand to touch the cold trunk of the jujube tree, and patiently coaxed him:

"Touch it, this is its clothing. As long as no one deliberately damages the bark, the jujube tree will not feel cold."

Not being particularly clever, he instantly broke free from Li Lianhua's hand and pointed at the engraving.

"Did we tear its clothes? Will it be able to mend them when we come back in winter?"

"Of course you can give it time, and it will mend itself again."

Li Lianhua continued along with Buwei's innocent and naive words.

Not happy to hear this, Buwei touched the mark with her finger and slowly became frustrated.

"Dad, let's not make any more records on the jujube tree, okay? It will hurt."

Looking at the redness in Buwei's eyes and the mist forming between his tears, Li Lianhua gently agreed.

"Okay, Daddy understands. I promise you, it was Daddy's fault this time. Don't cry, okay?"

Before I could even blink, a tear rolled down my cheek, landing right on the corner of my mouth. I licked it with my tongue and it went into my mouth.

"Mmm, it's so salty."

Li Lianhua couldn't help but laugh; he was such a child.

Hua Xiaozhou was warming herself by the stove under the eaves, reading a book. Beside her was a reply letter that Liu Ruiying had just delivered; she planned to return it that evening.

The sudden cold snap caught me off guard. Although I had internal energy protecting me, it was always comforting to have a small stove nearby to keep me warm.

Hua Xiaozhou describes herself as a lazy person who indulges in pleasure.

Unlike Li Lianhua, who was simply arrogant, carrying Buwei out into the yard to get soaked in the rain without an umbrella, just wasting his internal energy, Buwei was extremely envious of this move, calling out "Daddy, Daddy, Daddy" incessantly, like calling back a soul.

Hua Xiaozhou called him a "peacock-displaying enthusiast," and at times, he was like a proud peacock.