Then he went downstairs to the kitchen and personally cooked ten packs of seafood noodles in a basin to take to Run Sheng.
Run Sheng was still working through the night, forging iron. Seeing the big basin of noodles topped with two sticks of coarse incense, he was so happy that the corners of his mouth almost reached the sky.
After reminding him once again to rest early, Li Zhiyuan went upstairs to take a bath and sleep.
When he woke up, Li Zhiyuan stretched lazily and then turned his head.
He saw a girl sitting at the door on a chair, holding a bowl of medicine in her hands.
In this appearance, she unexpectedly seemed delicate and adorable.
Alii stood up, carried the medicine to Li Zhiyuan's bedside, sat down, and slowly moved the bowl towards the boy's mouth.
He knew, she was imitating how family elders had treated her before, feeding him medicine.
Li Zhiyuan gladly accepted it.
Then,
early in the morning, Li Zhiyuan washed his hair.
