Uncle Chen smelled the aroma of food as soon as he entered the door.
He put down the medicine bag he grabbed from the barefoot doctor, walked through the courtyard, and saw a rare three dishes and one soup on the table in the main room, all delicious and delicious.
He turned around to look for someone.
Lou Shuitian happened to come back from picking garlic seedlings from the vegetable patch in the courtyard. When he saw Uncle Chen, he smiled and said, "Uncle Chen, it's time to eat."
"Okay." Uncle Chen responded with a normal expression. He moved a stool and sat down, taking the bowls and chopsticks from Lou Shuitian.
The two of them kept talking while eating, but they were all talking about household matters such as the lettuce growing taller in the vegetable field, weaving bamboo baskets, and a few unsold ones.
Finally, Uncle Chen finished the bowl of soup, put down the pottery bowl, and said in a very natural tone, "Xiaolou, how are you packing your things?"
Lou Shuitian paused while picking up the food.
"Aren't you leaving?" Uncle Chen looked at her.
One sentence broke the illusion that the two of them had worked hard just now.
Lou Shuitian also put down his bowl and chopsticks, twitched his lips and said, "How do you know?"
"Don't think I'm old. I've been traveling around for so many years. It's still useful enough to see your thoughts clearly." Uncle Chen smiled, "You are a very thoughtful person, and you don't want to cause trouble in life. Now something like this happened , it is not easy to live a peaceful and stable life anymore. So you will choose to leave."
"I still can't hide it from you."
Lou Shuitian lowered his eyes and said softly:
"Uncle Chen, I'm sorry for causing you trouble."
"I can't say I'm sorry. Even in the Duhu Mansion, the people there didn't treat me well. They still had three meals a day without missing a meal." Uncle Chen waved his hands, looking indifferent.
When he was "invited" to the Annan Protectorate, he was really scared at first. Later, I learned about the whole thing from someone else's words, and I understood it. He had always known that Lou Shuitian was not a simple person. Since he had decided to keep her by his side, he couldn't just ask her to do work for him.
Seeing that Lou Shuitian still looked apologetic, Uncle Chen said, "In all the years I have taken you in, I have never inquired about where you are from or what you will do in the future, just because I believe you are kind-hearted and will not Do bad things.”
Hearing this, Lou Shuitian's fingertips trembled, and his heart was complicated.
Good.
She heard this word from Jiang Jingtan not long ago.
When Jiang Jingtan said this to her, she was indifferent, because in their eyes, it was just a cold adjective. For people like them who have gone through life and death struggles, they have long forgotten what simple human emotions are.
But Uncle Chen is different. He didn't know about Lou Shuitian's past with blood on her hands, but based on these daily interactions, he sincerely felt that she had a good nature.
She felt touched and guilty.
Uncle Chen didn't know what she was thinking, so he stood up and supported the table, and said calmly: "The world is vast, and you are not suitable for hiding in this small place. If you want to leave, just leave. I have to go to the ground to water vegetables, so I won’t send it to you anymore.”
He held the door frame and crossed the threshold. Lou Shuitian stood up, looked at his back, and said solemnly: "Uncle Chen, thank you."
She didn't know what to say except apologize and be grateful.
Uncle Chen waved his hand, seemed to laugh, and continued to move forward.
Lou Shuitian stood there, watching him walk away, and said goodbye in his heart.
She hasn't met many sincere people in her life, and Uncle Chen is one of them.
