Quick Wear: Salted Fish anchor always eats melons on the scene

In February, the grass is green and the birds are singing.

The tender grass stretches in the wind, and occasionally bees and butterflies fly by leisurely, dotted with tiny mountain flowers.

The valley is quiet, with the only sound coming from the gurgling brook.

Looking along the stream, there is a small thatched house located on the hillside.

A girl in plain clothes skipped down from the top of the mountain, holding a bamboo basket with some fresh mountain fruits in it.

The bright red fruits sparkle like rubies in the sun.

Shi Li walked briskly to the thatched cottage, raised her head and shouted, "Dad, I'm back!"

The door opened and a middle-aged man dressed as a scholar looked at her with a smile on his face.

"Nannan is back. We have a guest at home today."

guest?

Shi Li blinked, a hint of surprise showing on her face.

It has been almost a year since she traveled to this world.

The Yong Dynasty was in turmoil, and wars were spreading everywhere. The original owner's father, who was a doctor, brought her to live in seclusion here. It had been so long, and this was the first time a guest had visited.

【!!! The main story is finally about to begin! 】

【Quickly guess, quick guess, who is coming???】

[Don't hold out too much hope. It's still a few years away from that chaotic era where heroes rise up~]

The barrage of comments about spending a year in the countryside with Shi Li was excited first.

Shi Li's mission this time was to take them to see the end of the Yong Dynasty when heroes competed for glory.

Take a look at some of the most amazing and talented people in history books.

Out of curiosity, Shi Li followed Shi's father into the thatched cottage where they lived.

The moment she stepped over the threshold, Shi Li saw a little guest.

The original owner had just turned eleven years old, and this little guest looked to be about twelve or thirteen years old, a young boy with starry eyes and sword-like brows.

However, this young boy was dressed in plain clothes and had a sad look on his face.

Shi Li hesitated as she walked in, and was a little afraid to approach.

Father Shi did not doubt him. He looked at the boy and introduced him enthusiastically, "This is my daughter. Nannan, this is Yizhou, he will live with us from now on."

Yizhou?

Lu Yizhou, the greatest gentleman in the late Yongzheng period, later known as "Mr. Qingfeng"?

This familiar yet unfamiliar name almost caused Shi Li to sprain her ankle.

When he finally reacted, he saw Lu Yizhou's eyes, as cold as stars, falling on him.

Even though he was only twelve years old, Shi Li had the illusion that he was seen through.

"Nannan, call Yizhou brother."

Shi's father had no idea what his daughter was thinking, he just lowered his head and smiled at her lovingly.

He and Lu Yizhou's father have been old friends for many years.

Now that Lu's father has passed away, he has the responsibility to take care of his only son.

After all, Shi Li was not a real eleven-year-old girl, so it was somewhat embarrassing for her to call the twelve-year-old Lu Yizhou "brother".

But Shi's father and Lu Yizhou were both looking at her, and she couldn't find any reason to refuse. She could only lower her eyelids and shamelessly called out "Brother Yizhou".

The little girl's sweet voice reached Lu Yizhou's ears.

His eyes flickered slightly and he responded with a "Nannan".

Shi Li: ...

If I remember correctly, "Nannan" is usually what parents and elders call their own daughters. What does Lu Yizhou mean by this?

Treat her as a daughter???

"Yizhou, my daughter has a name, Shili."

Fortunately, Shi's father also realized something was wrong and quickly introduced him again.

Lu Yizhou followed suit, his eyes swept across Shi Li's face, which could hardly hide her surprise and slight anger, and changed his words to call out "Li Li".

The twelve-year-old boy's voice has not yet changed. Even if he behaves maturely, his voice still has a hint of childishness.

Now he is not Mr. Qingfeng who has made every possible plan, but just a young boy who has just lost his father.

Shi Li was no longer angry in an instant.

To show her friendliness, she picked out the freshest and most reddest fruit from the bamboo basket, handed it to Lu Yizhou with both hands, and looked at him sincerely.

"Try it, it's delicious."

Lu Yizhou looked at the wild fruits that were unexpectedly handed to him, and his eyes slowly moved to Shi Li's face.

The pretty girl's eyes are full of sincerity and hope, making it hard to refuse.

What's more, this scene gave him a vague sense of familiarity.

It was as if he had met her before and she had once given him red mountain fruit.

[Why do I feel this scene is so familiar? ]

[I think it looks familiar too? 】

[It should be said that our Mr. Qingfeng has been beautiful since he was a child~~~I love you~~~]

Xiao was a man of great intelligence, Lu Yizhou, but he still couldn't figure out the reason. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Shi's father looking at him and Shi Li with satisfaction, so he silently reached out and took the fruit.

No one knew that he was born with severe mysophobia and hated things that had been touched by others.

Holding this bright red fruit is like holding a hot potato.