Having been given a second chance at life, who would still want to pursue her?

Inside a bungalow.

The walls were mottled and covered with freshly applied old paint, white yet tinged with yellow.

Lin Qingxue stood barefoot on the small stool on the table.

I unscrewed the old, yellowed light bulb and replaced it with a new incandescent bulb.

It flickered between light and darkness for a moment.

The bright white light illuminated the entire environment clearly.

There wasn't much furniture inside.

There was only a sofa, a few chairs, and a dining table.

Simple, yet clean.

The broom that had just been used for cleaning was still placed aside.

There were also bundles of cardboard rolled up nearby.

Lin Qingxue raised her hand and wiped the sweat from her cheek with her arm.

She carefully stepped off the table, then got off and put on her shoes.

Pick up the small stool from the table.

"call..."

Lin Qingxue looked at the bright lights and breathed a sigh of relief.

This way, the view inside the room is clearer, and there's less fear of being in dim light and accidentally bumping into something.

Rumble...

Just then.

The familiar sound of a motorcycle engine rang out.

The car's headlights shone through the windows.

The engine quickly shut off, followed by a rustling sound.

Lin Qingxue looked up at the doorway.

Lin Xinrong and Feng Qian walked in, with the former carrying a slightly larger styrofoam box.

The moment I stepped inside.

Both of them were taken aback until they saw Lin Qingxue, then they smiled.

"Xiaoxue, why did you change the light bulb? The old one worked fine."

Lin Qingxue put down the stool she was holding.

"It's too dark; I'm afraid I won't be able to see clearly. It would be better to change it."

"What did you bring back?"

As she spoke, she stepped forward to help carry it.

"Hey, no need, this thing isn't heavy."

Lin Xinrong said.

But Lin Qingxue didn't listen and instead lent a helping hand from the side.

Until the foam box was placed on the table.

The group then sat down.

Lin Qingxue looked at Lin Xinrong, and her expression slowly darkened.

It seems like an interrogation is about to begin.

Lin Xinrong felt uncomfortable under his gaze and scratched her head to avoid his eyes.

"Um...you guys chat, I'll go heat up the food."

Feng Qian was carrying a bag of food in her hand.

"Why..."

Lin Xinrong raised her hand, trying to stop her.

But Feng Qian had already hurried off to the kitchen.

"Ahem... Xiaoxue..."

Just as Lin Xinrong was about to speak.

Lin Qingxue interrupted first.

"You went to the next village, but you didn't go up the mountain, and you didn't see anyone near the chicken farm, right?"

Upon hearing this...

Lin Xinrong glanced cautiously at Lin Qingxue, whose expression seemed somewhat off.

Suddenly, I remembered what I had just thought about before I came back.

What Feng Qian told him.

That's true. Xiaoxue is already so old and goes to school in the county town. She's afraid of running into acquaintances who might find out about her family.

Wasn't that young man on the mountain wearing the Experimental High School uniform?

Besides, Xiaoxue has such good grades at school, so many people must know her...

Thinking about this...

Lin Xinrong scratched his knee and laughed.

"No, we were just working in the fields, we didn't go up the mountain, and we didn't see anyone."

"Is that so?"

She still seemed doubtful.

Lin Xinrong quickly replied.

"Of course, we were in the fields all day. We didn't go up any mountains. You can ask your mother if you don't believe me."

Lin Qingxue gave him a deep look, seeing his confident and resolute words.

Her parents rarely kept anything from her, except to avoid worrying her.

Thinking about this...

Lin Qingxue breathed a barely perceptible sigh of relief.

The hands that were tightly clenched slowly loosened.

"Okay, sure."

She rubbed her eyes and then stood up.

"I brought two scallion pancakes from school and added the bacon and pork floss filling that you guys said was delicious last time."

"I'll go to the kitchen, heat it up, and bring it out."

Lin Qingxue had just finished speaking and was about to step into the kitchen.

Feng Qian then came out carrying two large bowls.

"Oh, Qingxue, no need, no need."

"The host family was so kind to us when we went to work this time. They saw that we didn't stay for food, so they packed a lot of food for us. There was so much, it filled a whole styrofoam box."

As Feng Qian spoke, she winked at Lin Xinrong.

"Go to the kitchen and get more bowls and chopsticks. The rice is heated up, so serve it out."

"Okay!"

He got up and left.

Feng Qian put down her bowl and pulled Lin Qingxue to sit down at the dining table.

"Xiaoxue, your dad just wants to earn more money so you don't have to work so hard."

"Look at you, you've lost so much weight, your arms are so rough."

"Come on, eat something."

At this moment, Lin Xinrong also finished serving the rice and came out with chopsticks.

"yes."

"Look at this chicken, it looks so springy and firm, and this braised pork is so tender and soft."

...

Lin Qingxue looked at the bowl placed in front of her.

It gradually filled up with vegetables, looking like a small mountain.

Fragrant.

She hadn't had dinner yet and only had time to rush home.

I'm getting a little hungry.

Especially...

The aroma of this dish seemed surprisingly familiar and pleasant.

But perhaps it's because I've been dealing with too many trivial matters lately.

Lin Qingxue couldn't remember for a moment.

"Yes, you all eat too, you don't need to give it all to me."

"It's alright, there's more if you need more, this is all."

As Lin Xinrong spoke, she got up to open the styrofoam box to show her.

And this time.

Lin Qingxue picked up her chopsticks, took a piece of chicken, and put it in her mouth, taking a small bite.

The familiar texture and taste made her instinctively chew a few more times.

It just happened suddenly.

She seemed to recall where this inexplicable familiarity came from.

Lin Qingxue froze completely.

At this time.

"Huh?"

Lin Xinrong opened the foam box.

Apart from the sealed food and bags of ice.

There was also a small jar, which he hadn't opened yet.

A faint aroma of wine wafts out, accompanied by the chill of the ice.

Mixed with the rich aroma of the dish.

Lin Xinrong couldn't help but swallow hard.

This jar contains fine wine!

Lin Xinrong carefully picked up the small jar and looked at Lin Qingxue, whose eyes were lowered.

"Xiaoxue, I didn't expect the host to give us some homemade wine. Dad will just have a little bit to taste it, and definitely won't drink more!"

He was saying this when he was about to open the lid.

But at this moment...

Lin Qingxue placed the chopsticks on the table.

"Throw it away."

"What?"

Lin Xinrong and Feng Qian didn't quite hear it.

Lin Qingxue slowly raised her eyes, her face expressionless, but her voice was filled with indescribable irritation and anger.

"I said, throw away all the food and this wine!"

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