Quick travel: The poor little thing in the period novel strikes back

"Knock, knock, knock, knock..." There was a knock on the door. Shi Yan thought that Fu Sheng was worried about her, so she quickly put on a faint smile and went to open the door.

When Shi Yan saw Fu Jin with a stern face outside the door, she subconsciously took two steps back. She was not afraid of Fu Jin, but she felt that he was familiar and dangerous.

"It's Tremella soup. I came up to get something and brought it up to you."

Shi Yan wanted to take the small bowl from his hand, but unexpectedly Fu Jin avoided her outstretched hand and walked around her into the house.

Putting the small bowl of Tremella soup on the table, Fu Jin naturally sat down on the stool in front of the table.

Shi Yan stood at the door without moving. In case Fu Jin really wanted to do something, leaving the door open would make it convenient for her to escape.

"Come in, I have something to tell you."

Seeing the little girl still standing there motionless, her hand still tightly holding the door handle, as if she were some kind of monster, Fu Jin chuckled rarely.

Shi Yan saw the expressionless man suddenly smile. She originally thought Fu Sheng was good-looking enough, but she didn't expect that as the male protagonist's brother, Fu Jin had a rather cold appearance, but when he smiled, he added some bewitching evil spirit.

What a monster!

"I have a friend who works in the ENT department of the Capital Hospital. I heard from Ah Sheng that you have been unable to speak since childhood. I have time tomorrow and will take you to see him."

Shi Yan was stunned after hearing Fu Jin's words. After coming to this world, she has been learning, thinking about how to become an excellent person like the male protagonist. Although she is a little distressed about not being able to speak, she has always been thinking about not being ooc, so she has never tried to speak.

After listening to Fu Jin's suggestion, it seemed that she might still be able to speak in the future.

"Come here, the Tremella soup will get cold in a while."

If Shi Yan wanted to have a chance to speak to Fu Jin in the future and ask for something from Fu Jin, she could only obediently walk back to Fu Jin.

"sit down."

"drink."

Fu Jinduan picked up the bowl and spoon, originally wanting to let the little girl eat by herself, but he saw that the little girl put her hands on her knees, sat on the edge of the bed with her back straight, and stared at him with her bright eyes, like a little pet waiting to be fed.

Suddenly I had the idea of ​​feeding the little girl myself.

Fu Jin scooped a small spoonful of Tremella soup with a spoon, blew on it patiently, and then handed it to the little girl's mouth, and Shi Yan also subconsciously cooperated by opening her mouth.

As the sweet, fragrant and smooth Tremella soup took a sip, Shi Yan squinted her eyes in enjoyment. For someone who had experienced the end of the world, it was such a blessing to be able to live a life without worries about food and clothing.

The two people who were obviously not familiar with each other maintained the harmonious action of one feeding the other until they finished the bowl of Tremella soup.

"Go to bed early. I'll wait for you downstairs tomorrow morning."

Fu Jin returned to his room with an empty bowl in his hand. He found the document he wanted on the table and went downstairs again.

"Ajin, what took you so long to come down? Is Xiaohua asleep?"

When Fu's mother saw her eldest son coming down, she asked a casual question and then turned around to talk to the relatives who came to have the New Year dinner.

"Dad, Mom, I'm going back to work first and will be back tomorrow morning."

Fu Jin answered the question irrelevantly.

"Okay, let's go."

Fu's parents were very relieved about their eldest son and let him go without asking any further questions.

As for Fu Jin, after getting in the car, he realized that he was still holding the empty bowl that the little girl had used to drink the Tremella fuciformis soup.

He curled the corners of his mouth in self-mockery, but he didn't think about going back to the house. He put the empty bowl and the documents on the passenger seat and drove to the armed forces department.