Farmhouse Fubao has space

"Tell me, if my daughter does this, will An Yi be in a hurry?" Tong Zhengyang fidgeted back and forth, and Ning Qingqiu's eyes followed him, and his head was about to faint.

"Can you just sit down for a while? Don't worry about An Yi's affairs. With An Nian here, let her take good care of An Yi. I think it's a good thing."

Ning Qingqiu looked helplessly at Tong Zhengyang, who was sitting in front of Ning Qingqiu.

"But An Yi knelt for such a long time, her knee must have been injured, but my daughter said she wouldn't let me see." Tong Zhengyang sighed weakly.

"Then you don't want to go. With An Nian here, what are you worried about?" Ning Qingqiu frowned and looked at Tong Zhengyang. Tong Zhengyang immediately fell silent after being yelled at by Ning Qingqiu.

During dinner, Tong Anyi didn't come out, not because he didn't want to come out, but because his knee was too painful to come out.

Tong Zhengyang wanted to bring him something to eat, but Tong Annian cut him off.

Tong Annian knocked on the door with the food, but didn't hear any movement inside, so she pushed the door open and walked in.

Tong Anyi was sitting there, seeing Tong Anian coming in, she was so frightened that she hurriedly got up.

"Sit down." Tong An Nian said lightly, Tong An Yi couldn't help swallowing.

"Are you hungry? Come and eat first." Tong Anian didn't care whether Tong Anyi sat down, put the food on the table, and looked at him.

He hesitated for a moment, then limped over and sat down at the table.

Today, he didn't eat all day, he was very hungry, but when he saw that Tong Annian brought him the food, he didn't want to eat it.

"You hate me." Tong Anian handed him the chopsticks.

"No, no." Tong Anyi shook his head violently.

He didn't dare to say that he hated Tong An Nian, if Tong An Nian got angry and made him kneel for a long time, he absolutely believed that no one would help him.

"Since then, let's eat. After eating, let's have a good chat." Tong Anian looked at Tong Anyi, and Tong Anyi's hand that took the chopsticks trembled.

They haven't seen each other for so many years, what's there to talk about?
Tong Annian saw Tong Anyi's resistance, so he didn't say much, took out a book and sat there to read it quietly.

Tong Anyi ate every bite, and looked up at Tong Annian from time to time.

But Tong An Nian didn't seem to notice it, he was still reading, Tong An Yi couldn't help but speed up his eating.

Just as he put down his chopsticks and hiccupped, Jin Yi came in, calmly cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks, and then looked at Tong Annian.

"A Jin, you go back to rest first, I will go back after chatting with An Yi for a while." Tong An Nian said softly to Jin Yi, Jin Yi nodded, took the bowls and chopsticks away, and brought them a pot of tea.

Tong Annian put down the book in his hand, and after pouring two glasses of water, he looked up at Tong Anyi.

"I heard from Yunyou that you like writing books." Tong Anian said softly.

"No, no, I'm just writing for fun, and I haven't written for a long time." Hearing Tong Anian's question, Tong Anyi was extremely nervous.

"Okay, why don't you write?"

"Ah?" Tong An Yi raised her head and looked at Tong An Nian in confusion, not quite understanding what Tong An Nian meant.

He thought that if he admitted that he likes to write books, he would be told by Tong Anian that he was not doing his job properly, so he dared not admit it. Unexpectedly, Tong Anian just asked him why he didn't write.

This, how should he answer?
I can’t say, I can’t write anything of value, so, do you want to give up?