C1052 Thank You for Your Help

Obviously, Rongge also remembered the past. He looked a little uneasy. "I'm sorry. I'll fix the yard before I leave."

Qing Huan nodded. "When are you leaving?"

In an instant, Rongge felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. If that was the case... A year ago, he had heard Qing Huan say to him that at that time, his mind was filled with discipline and tasks. Such a person whom he had met by chance didn't have much weight in his heart, so it didn't sound very touching to him.

However, it was different now. Not to mention the gratitude that he would never forget for saving his life, he was always a little excited about meeting an old friend in his hometown. When he looked at the thin woman, he even vaguely felt that... Was her current situation caused by the rejection at that time?

A guilty conscience that was difficult to speak of made him somewhat unable to face her.

"Take advantage of the heat to eat quickly. Once you finish eating, go back to bed and lie down. The doctor said you can't walk around freely yet." Qing Huan instructed.

The bed... Yes, he smelled the fragrance of the blanket and knew that he had also occupied Qing Huan's bed.

"I'm sorry, I will definitely repay you in the future. Thank you."

"No need to thank me. You just need to remember to repair the courtyard." Qing Huan did not even turn her head, "And remember to pay for the medicine."

Although he knew that Qing Huan could not see him, Rongge still nodded heavily. "I will return it to you."

After Qing Huan tidied up the yard, she turned around and went to the kitchen to boil water to take a bath. As for Rongge, forget it. She was not that stupid to rush to serve a man.

After Qing Huan tidied up the courtyard and her work, she returned to her room early in the morning. She had developed a habit for a long time. Even though it was already dark, she would still light up the lights and write, especially now, when she could compose a song.

At night, Rongge was very quiet. The next day, Qing Huan woke up. When she opened the door, she saw Rongge washing his face in the yard. He heard the sound and looked up. When he saw Qing Huan, he smiled. "I made a pancake. Have some."

Qing Huan took a basin of water and poured it. "I never eat pancakes in the morning."

Rongge was stunned. "Sorry, I thought you would like it."

Qing Huan twitched her mouth. "You can eat by yourself. Make your own lunch. I will bring dinner back."

Qing Huan quickly finished washing up and combed her hair with her fingers. After tidying up her clothes, she left the courtyard.

Rongge looked at Qing Huan's swift back and suddenly felt powerless and confused. He wanted to try and make it up to her to get close to her, but he found that he had no idea where to start.

He wiped the water off his face and slowly moved to the kitchen to eat the pancakes. He thought about what he should prepare for her tomorrow.

Another monotonous and repetitive day.

Qing Huan did not treat Rongge well, but she would not deliberately treat him harshly. As usual, she used a pancake to send dinner away.

Rongge did not dare to say anything. He touched his black hair and quietly ate his dinner before going to bed.

The next day, he got up even earlier. He burned the fire and washed the rice. Then, he lit a small fire and slowly boiled a pot of porridge.

When Qing Huan saw the big pot of porridge in the kitchen, she was so angry that she laughed out loud. "I don't like eating pancakes in the morning, and I don't like porridge. You cooked my rice for half a month. What should I eat?"

Rongge suddenly panicked and did not know what to do. He stood beside her like a child and lowered his head, "Sorry..."

He could not say anything other than apologizing. After all, he had no money. He could not contact Qing Huan to ask for help for the time being. Even his own food had to be given to him by Qing Huan. He did not even have the confidence to say a word of compensation.

Qing Huan sneered, "The most you have said to me is that you are sorry, sorry, sorry. Can you treat it as food? Or can it be used as money? What did you tell me in the past? My kindness will be remembered. This is the gratitude you gave me for my kindness?"

Rongge raised his eyes and looked at her. He wasn't as furious as he had imagined. Instead, he was surprisingly calm. He lowered his head again and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."

The current situation was not very bad. Rongge knew many ways to reduce her anger. However, there was a voice in his heart telling him that he couldn't. He could not use those hypocritical methods on this kind woman. He was not qualified.

He could only helplessly use his guilty golden hair to face her criticism.

"I won't eat the breakfast you made." Qing Huan warned him in a deep voice, "Don't touch my kitchen again."