Chapter 281: Don't Misunderstand

After dinner, Ling Feng still had to take Mou Lili back to the guesthouse in the county town.

Jin Li let Ling Feng ride his electric scooter, so as to avoid being too tired from riding a bicycle.

However, A Cui suggested, "Why not just have Ali stay at our place? It saves her from running back and forth."

Mou Lili couldn't help but say, "I won't be staying here for long; I might even go back tomorrow."

A Cui was surprised: "If you leave, what will A Feng do? Can he manage so many children all by himself?"

Mou Lili glanced at Ling Feng, and he was looking at her too.

She smiled: "He is different from me. It wouldn't matter if he didn't draw a salary his whole life, but I'm different; I have to go back to earn money to support myself."

A Cui said, "Then marry him, and he will support you."

"Him?" Mou Lili wanted to say she wasn't good enough for him, but if she said that, A Cui would surely say something else to comfort her, so she said, "He and I are just like brothers; it's not suitable for us to get married."

Hearing this from Mou Lili, Ling Feng couldn't help but say, "Bro, get on the bike."

"Alrighty."

Mou Lili got on the back seat of the scooter.

Ling Feng wasn't used to driving an electric scooter; he stepped on the throttle too hard, causing the bike to lunge forward, and he braked immediately, which forced Mou Lili behind him to hug his waist tightly.

Seeing this, A Cui said in confusion, "This is 'brothers'? Impossible, right? Don't think us country folk haven't seen the world."

……

After Ling Feng dropped Mou Lili off at the entrance of the guesthouse, he saw a beef noodle shop nearby was still open, and he couldn't help but say, "How about we go eat a bowl of noodles?"

"Didn't you eat your fill at Jin Shu's house?" Mou Lili asked.

"That was dinner; this is a late-night snack."

Mou Lili thought for a moment and said, "Okay."

Actually, she wanted to eat too.

It wasn't that she hadn't eaten her fill at dinner, but that she had expended a lot of energy in the village today, going up and down the mountain and managing a group of children, which had also left her mentally exhausted.

The people here were honest in their business; the beef noodles were covered with a layer of beef cubes. Ling Feng picked up two pieces for Mou Lili and said, "Thank you for your hard work today. It's a good thing you helped; otherwise, I really couldn't have handled it alone."

"Don't mention it," Mou Lili said.

Then, she looked at him and asked, "How long do you plan to stay here?"

"Until the bridge is repaired and the children have books to read," Ling Feng said.

"About how long will that take?"

"Two or three months, I suppose," Ling Feng said while slurping his beef noodles.

Perhaps because he had stayed here for a while, his way of eating was different from when he was in Beishi; his manner of eating had become much rougher, taking a mouthful of noodles and slurping them right up.

Ling Feng looked at her again: "Then when are you leaving here?"

"Me..." Mou Lili said, "I'll see. Wherever you need help, perhaps I can help you for a while longer."

Ling Feng immediately said, "Great."

He looked like he couldn't wait.

Seeing him like this, Mou Lili couldn't help but smile: "You really are short-handed. What will you do when I leave?"

Ling Feng blurted out, "I can pay you a wage if you stay and work."

Mou Lili paused and looked at him.

He looked at her too.

There was an indescribable emotion lingering in the air.

But Mou Lili soon lowered her head and continued eating her noodles: "It's fine if you pay me a wage, but aren't you tired from picking me up and dropping me off every day?"

"Then I'll find you a room in the village," Ling Feng said.

Mou Lili finished her noodles quickly, slurped up all the soup, and then said, "I'll consider it. I'm done eating; I'm going back to take a shower first. You take your time eating."

After saying that, she couldn't wait to return to the guesthouse.

She was afraid that if she stayed any later, she would misunderstand him.

He had invited her so sincerely, and it seemed as if this invitation held another meaning.

However, once she returned to her room, she shook her head.

How could there be another meaning? He just wanted someone to help him, and he also needed a companion in the village.

She warned herself: Mou Lili, watch your status; don't think about things that don't belong to you.

Ling Feng sat at the beef noodle stall, looked up, and saw the light turn on in the room by the window of the guesthouse; only then did he stand up.

The night view of Baoshan County was quite classical; the lights were soft, the houses had distinct ethnic characteristics, and staying here seemed to make it easier to see one's own heart clearly.

He didn't return to the village immediately, but strolled around the neighborhood, bought some candies and snacks, and a few bottles of drinks, before heading back.

……

Beishi.

Han Yangting was supporting Bai Shuruo as they returned to their room.

She was already eight months pregnant, and the baby was particularly active during this period, always liking to toss and turn in the middle of the night, which caused Bai Shuruo to sleep poorly at night.

After helping Bai Shuruo onto the bed, Han Yangting touched her belly and said, "I never knew that carrying a baby was so hard. Ruoruo, it was my fault before; it must have been very difficult for you when you were pregnant with Xiaofeng, right?"

"Not really, Xiaofeng was much better behaved than the second one," Bai Shuruo said.

Han Yangting then said, "Could it be that this one is a son?"

Bai Shuruo said, "What if it's a daughter? Brother Han, would you want me to have another one?"

"Silly," Han Yangting rubbed her head: "I told you long ago, whether it's a boy or a girl, I will cherish her well. Besides, do I look like a father who favors sons over daughters?"

"Then, if it's a son, how should your assets be divided in the future?" Bai Shuruo asked.

Nowadays, there are many fathers on the internet who say they love their daughters, but when they get old, they leave all their assets to their sons.

Han Yangting smiled and said, "Ruoruo, we shouldn't be thinking about this question right now, lest the children stop striving in the future. We must tell them that if they want something, they must fight for it themselves. It is hard to start a business, and it is just as hard to maintain one. If they don't strive, no matter how much I leave behind for them, they will squander it all."

"I was just joking, look at you, always so serious."

At this moment, the mobile phone Han Yangting had placed on the bedside table flashed, and he hurriedly picked it up to take a look.

It was a video edited by Ling Feng.

Bai Shuruo also leaned in to watch.

She said in surprise, "The place Ling Feng went to is really arduous; I think I've only ever seen this kind of environment on television."

Han Yangting said, "Indeed."

As he spoke, he replied to Ling Feng's message: Can you hold on?

Ling Feng sent a voice message: "Nonsense, I'm not here to play, of course I can hold on."

Han Yangting replied: If you need any help, just say the word.

Ling Feng: "Thanks brother, I don't need material support or help for now, what I need now is spiritual support."

Han Yangting: "Alright, Ruoruo and I support you in spirit, but give me the address, and tomorrow I will arrange for people to send a batch of school supplies to you all. It's not to help you, but to help the children."

Ling Feng: "Thanks brother."

In the village, Ling Feng put away his phone, and a thought suddenly appeared in his mind.

He wanted to help the children in the mountains, and he couldn't just help those who came to school; there were also children like Xiaozhu's younger siblings.