Bai He woke up and it was already dawn. She was shocked and got up to get her cell phone. She felt a little annoyed. How could she miss the alarm ring? She wanted to send her child to school.

There was a note under my phone, which was Qin Xiaojin's message: I'm sending my child to school and breakfast is in the kitchen.

Bai He was in a happy mood and found a pen and wrote a comment on the message: Classmate, your handwriting is very beautiful. Put the note under the pen, wash and change clothes, and go downstairs happily.

Qin Xiaojin's love breakfast was not as good as Chang Su, nor the taste of Chang Su. However, the guzheng player's hands cooked for her, and Bai He still felt that after eating this breakfast, she would probably have a life-long life.

The thoughts that came out of my mind just happened to Chang Su, and Chang Su arrived.

Bai He heard the knock on the door and opened the door. Chang Su stood outside the door. Bai He immediately asked Chang Su into the room: "Chang Su, why did you come suddenly? Are you here to get things? Something else was left at Lanhuawu? And, when will you and Xiang Qing get married? Is the wedding day set?"

Bai He has 100,000 questions to ask, and it is hard to hide his excitement.

Chang Su's smile was warm, like a kind little brother next door.

He said: "I came to Ye Zhiqiu to get sour plum sauce. Xiang Qing likes to eat Ye Zhiqiu's sour plum sauce."

I see.

So, Bai He accompanied Chang Su to find Ye Zhiqiu.

After a night of heavy rain, the morning sun was particularly bright, and the scenery of the Blue Flower Dock was illuminated. However, most of the flowers of the Jacaranda were knocked down, and the ground was filled with blue-purple falling flowers, wet, soft and sticky, which made people feel regretful when they saw it.

The two were walking along Jacaranda Road towards Ye Zhiqiu's home.

A jacaranda tree was blown by the wind and rain last night, and the branch was about to fall before it fell. It broke when Baihe and Chang Su passed by. Fortunately, Chang Su quickly grabbed the branch in time.

When Bai He came to his senses, Chang Su had already thrown the branches of the bowl to the side of the road. Bai He was shocked to realize what had just happened. She looked up at the broken mouth of the jacaranda branches, and couldn't help but touch her neck with fear. A branch that was so thick and big hit, either bleeding from the head or moving the neck.

"Thanks to you, Chang Su." Bai He thanked Chang Su from the bottom of his heart.

Chang Su clapped his hands, looking calm and gentle. What he gave Bai He was the smile of a kind little brother next door.

Bai He couldn't help but ask curiously: "Chang Su, how did you think of going to Shaolin to be a lay disciple since you were a child?"

"My family is poor, going to Shaolin is a way out." There was no trace of the bumps of time on Chang Su's smiling face.

Bai He nodded: "Indeed, it's not difficult for you to find a good job with all your skills, let alone a good cooking skill."

In Shaolin, others may have learned a lot of martial arts, and Chang Su has learned a lot of cooking skills. I can only say that he is talented.

"You said you are so outstanding, why did you serve as a living assistant for Qin Xiaojin?" Bai He looked at Chang Su, feeling that Qin Xiaojin wasted his talents, but Chang Su said, "Mr., he is my life-savior!"

Bai He was shocked. The weak scholar Qin Xiaojin only knew how to play the guzheng. How could he be Chang Su's life-saving benefactor?

"How could it be? Don't you have real skills?" Bai He looked at Chang Su incredibly. With this skill and this face, he could become a popular star in the entertainment industry, right? How could it be that Qin Xiaojin saved his life?

That's right, if it weren't for life-saving grace, how could Chang Su be willing to be a small life assistant for Qin Xiaojin?

Bai He was so curious. This is simply a huge amount of writing material to dig into!
Chapter completed!