Su Haitang casually knitted two low twist braids and hung over her chest. He was in a good mood and tied two flower handkerchiefs for decoration before opening the door and leaving the house.

The room was quiet, no one.

Su Haitang raised her eyebrows in surprise and ran to the East Room to see that the milk was indeed not there.

She went to the toilet thoughtfully, washed her face and brushed her teeth again.

Did you go to see the Chief He? Not at home, could it be that he went to Su Jianmin's place? Or the old village chief's house?

Su Haitang thought about finishing cleaning himself, went back to the kitchen to uncover the pot, brought out a bowl of warm egg custard, the corners of his mouth bend slightly upwards.

The milk still loves her.

I scooped a spoon of the smooth and tender custard entrance. Although only some salt and scallion were added, and there was no light soy sauce, it was still delicious.

It is the deepest taste in childhood memories.

Su Haitang was in a better mood with a bite of custard.

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

Even if she is not the granddaughter of milk, she should not leave milk. It's a big deal, take the milk with you, anyway, the milk will definitely enjoy the blessing with her.

When the entangled thoughts in his heart were resolved, Su Haitang bent his eyes and ate even more sweetly.

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

She eats deliciously. A simple bowl of egg custard, but it tastes like the delicacy of the mountain and the sea.

No wonder she is so thin.

Zhang Yue'e accompany her with a complicated expression, and also looks at her granddaughter who is happy to have breakfast.

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

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

This child is already very mindful, so if I misunderstand it, I don’t want her...

As long as Zhang Yue'e thinks like this, her heart will be heavy, she wants to sigh.

Well, if you have to be worthy of your conscience, your granddaughter will understand.

Su Haitang ate half a bowl of custard, and the dazzling sight behind it made her a little hard to swallow.

She sighed and put down the spoon, adjusted her expression, turned her head slowly, and met a man's face unexpectedly.

Very strange.

I have never seen it before and don't feel familiar.

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

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

He Junfeng's clear face was indistinct from happiness and anger, and he looked at her face calmly, not missing the little pear vortex looming on her cheeks while she was talking.

"Hello Haitang, I am He Junfeng."

"Hello. The country is vulgar, please feel welcome."

Su Haitang said politely and once again let the guests out.

"Milk you sit with Chief He, and I will make tea."

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

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

Su Haitang straightened the braid on his chest with a little cowardice, took a deep breath, and tried to keep a smile and nodded.

Entering the east room, Zhang Yuee and He Junfeng sat on the edge of the kang respectively against the wall. Su Haitang poured two glasses of boiled water for the two of them and sat on the long bench on the ground.

"Please drink water."

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

"My family's affairs, I believe that the expedition told you about it. I know your embarrassment. It's just Fang Qiong, oh, my wife. She is in critical condition, and her heart is our lost daughter."

"I see her suffering day and night, and I feel the same. So I beg you, can I first use my daughter's identity to comfort my lover and give her some comfort?"

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