Chapter Fifty-Eight: Sour Plum
Luanfu's breakfast is relatively light, but it is some small dishes and porridge.
It's not bad to eat once in a while.
It's just that the rice grains and round rolling rice have been nourished by the five-colored rice, and when they eat this kind of worldly thing without the essence of spiritual energy, they unconsciously frown a little brow. But when he saw Gongliang eating, he had to eat a little. They have a bunch of food in their storage bags, and they are not afraid of going hungry.
These guys are all carnivores, and it's okay to let them eat a meatless breakfast once in a while, and let them eat it every day, and it is estimated that it will make a fuss.
After eating, Qi'er took them to the back garden to see the big peach trees and plum trees at home.
But when he arrived at the place, Gongliang found that the so-called big peach tree was only the size of a hug, and the big plum tree was only the thickness of a thigh.
However, the plums on the plum tree were ripe, Gongliang picked some of them, and took a bite of the yellow and green plums, so sour that his teeth were about to fall off.
Mi Gu saw that Baba was eating, so he also took one and bit it down, and was so sour by the plum that he was shocked, spit out the plum at once, and said with a wrinkled face: "Baba, this fruit is not delicious." ”
"That's the taste of plums, don't eat them if you don't like them. Gongliang said.
"Uh-huh,"
Mi Gu threw away the plum in his hand, took a big spirit fruit from the storage bag and ate it. It's sweet, it's much better than the sour fruit.
Gongliang ate a few, but he couldn't eat any more, it was too sour. It was so delicious that he gave it all the plums he had picked. The round man did not refuse, pulled all the plums into his storage bag, and kept them to eat slowly.
When Qi'er was a soul body, she seemed to have a sense of insecurity, timid, and relatively quiet.
After returning to the body, the child's nature is released, and he becomes lively and has no leisure.
After walking around the garden for a while, Gongliang was too lazy to go any further, so he found a waterfront pavilion to sit down and rest.
Qi'er sat in the pavilion and began to tell Migu and Yuanluo their old stories.
Gongliang squeezed some juice out for them to drink, and poured a glass himself, listening as he drank it.
But most of Qi'er's juice is ordinary juice, only a little bit of spirit fruit.
Her physique is weak, and the surging energy contained in the spirit fruit is not something she can bear, if she drinks too much, those spiritual energy will impact in her body, and something may happen.
Qi'er, this little thing, actually has nothing to talk about, it's just the bits and pieces of life with her mother, it's extremely boring, and she falls asleep on the ground when she listens to it. After listening for a moment, Miya's eyes opened and closed for a while, and his body staggered, as if he was about to fall down at any moment.
But Qi'er didn't notice this, and still said very excitedly.
Her personality is very similar to Yonetani, both of them are self-congratulatory types.
When I tell a story, I never care if others can understand it, but I just want to be happy.
Mei Niang sat in the room for a while, and when she saw that her daughter had not come back, she was worried that something would happen, so she was going out to look for it. At this time, someone came to report that Mo Siyin, the granddaughter of the national teacher, had come to visit.
"Come to the hall for tea, and don't be lazy. ”
Yesterday, when Qi'er was still a soul body, she had already told her, and she was taken care of by Mo Siyin along the way.
With such kindness, how can you be slow. Mei Niang tidied up her clothes and walked out the door. At this time, Luan Wenbo did not return to the court, and she was the master of the family. By the time they arrived in the lobby, Mo Siyin was already sitting in front of the desk drinking tea, and the two maidservants were standing on the left and right, serving diligently.
When Mo Siyin saw Mei Niang coming out, she hurriedly got up and saluted, "Siyin greets Madame." ”
Mei Niang stepped forward to help her up and said, "You're welcome, speaking of which, I would like to thank you for accompanying and taking care of Qi'er on the road!"
"Siyin didn't do anything, it's all Brother Eleven Lang who is helping, I don't know if Sister Qi'er is okay now?"
"Okay, okay, thanks to Xiao Langjun, otherwise Qi'er doesn't know when she will wake up?"
"Ma'am, can I go see Qi'er?" asked Mo Siyin.
"Naturally, Qi'er and his eleven brother were resting in the gazebo, and I was about to call her back, so I happened to go over together. ”
The two of them, accompanied by a group of maidservants, walked to the back garden.
When they arrived at the edge of the pavilion, they saw Gongliang leaning on the pillar of the pavilion and squinting and resting, and Qi'er was very excited and chattering beside him. Whenever Qi'er called "Brother Eleven Lang", he would open his eyes and respond, and then squint again. And Mi Gu had already fallen asleep on Baba's body. Originally, she was not sleepy, but Qi'er's boring words were like hypnotics, which made her groggy, and finally she couldn't resist it, so she fell asleep.
When Qi'er saw that Migu was sleeping, she shifted her position to Gongliang and told him about the family.
Gongliang can't say that he doesn't like to listen to her story, so he can only listen to it with his hair stiff.
But I was really not interested in what she said, listening to it, my head was dizzy and I wanted to sleep, and after she called "Brother Eleven Lang", I made do with it.
Mei Niang and Mo Siyin came to the pavilion, and when they saw Gongliang like this, they couldn't help laughing.
Qi'er heard the laughter, turned her head to see them, and pounced, "Mother, sister Siyin, why are you here?" Qi'er is telling a story to Brother Shiyilang?"
As he spoke, he turned his head to Gongliang and shouted, "Brother Eleven Lang, Sister Siyin is here." ”
When Gongliang heard her scream, he suddenly woke up and said, "Ahhh ”
Mei Niang and Mo Siyin laughed when they saw it.
Qi'er's small mouth suddenly pursed, and she found out that Brother Shiyi Lang didn't listen to her story at all.
Gongliang was still in a daze, but was awakened by their laughter, only to find that Mei Niang and Mo Siyin were here. Seriously, I have to blame Qi'er's hypnotic spell for being too powerful, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to do this. Migu heard the sound, stretched, and woke up.
"Brother Eleven Lang. ”
Mo Siyin grabbed her long skirt and walked up to the gazebo and looked at Gongliang. Somehow, I haven't seen him for one night, and I miss it all the time, and I don't know if it's because I'm used to his existence.
Mei Niang saw that the two had something to say, so she said to her daughter: "Qi'er, didn't you tell your mother not to run around? Let's go back and rest with my mother. ”
"Mother, Qi'er's health is already well. ”
Qi'er didn't believe her mother, and she was still bouncing around there to show her.
"What's good, how can it be so fast. The imperial doctor ordered that he should lie in bed and recuperate for three or five days. Well, go back to rest with your mother, and play later. ”
Under Mei Niang's persuasion, Qi'er had to go back with her mother, turned her head and reluctantly said to Gongliang: "Brother Shishilang, Mi Gu, Qi'er will take a rest and come to play with you." ”
"Go get some rest! You've just woken up, and you really can't play for too long. ”
Hearing Gongliang's words, Qi'er followed her mother and walked to her room.
Gongliang finally breathed a sigh of relief and said to Mo Siyin: "This little guy, since he got up in the morning, he hasn't stopped talking, if he doesn't leave, I will be told to sleep." ”
"Isn't Yoneya always telling stories?" asked Mo Siyin with a wink.
"How can the story she said be the same, the story told by our family Mi Gu is the best, Mi Gu, do you say yes. Gongliang hugged the little guy and said.
"Uh-huh," Mi Gu nodded repeatedly, what was wrong with what Baba said, she liked Baba the most. At that moment, he rubbed his face vigorously.
Mo Siyin laughed as he watched from the side.