Chapter 81: Godfather Sent to the Door

Mochizuki recognized Meng Qianxiu, who was as big as Ah Yao at that time, hiding behind the mahogany fan, poking out her little head and looking curiously at the front hall. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The blessing of the Ru kiln plum bottle on both sides of the fan was not discovered by her father and guests. At that time, I don't know what the guest said to his father, his father was furious, pointed to his nose and scolded, and the latter words were taken away by the nurse before he heard clearly, but with the idea that "the person that his father hates must be a bad person", Xiao Mochizuki wrote down his face.

The carefree childhood, which seemed to come to an abrupt end after that conversation.

The stars are always there, the green mountains are still the same, and it has changed to the surname of the person sitting on the dragon chair, and the dynasty has changed, and their family has been implicated.

The raging karmic fire burned the memories of the past, the guest stood between the sea of fire, when he turned around, his face overlapped with Meng Qianxiu in front of him, they were the same person, even if he had gone through vicissitudes, the years and months left traces on his eyebrows and sideburns, Mochizuki never forgot it.

The handsome young man was becoming more and more mature, and he could get a glimpse of the little girl beside him, she peeked at him, and her admiration and dependence were intertwined.

"Tonight's Chinese New Year's Eve dinner should be the best I've eaten in so many years, you have a heart, Xiao Sui." Mrs. Meng said, and Xiao Sui brought a tray with red seals and sachets.

Mrs. Meng continued: "One by one, you have all worked hard tonight. ”

Feng Hong gave Mochizuki, and Ah Yao and Bird's Nest each accepted the sachet. Ah Yao's smile was almost in her ears, the sachet was not light, her hand fell on her wrist, and her fingers gently pinched the sachet, I don't know what it contained, it seemed to be beans one after another, was it a golden bean or a dumpling candy?

Bird's nest received the sachet into the sleeve, well-behaved and quiet, compared with her, A-Yao is more in line with the image of a lively and curious child, the small action of pinching the sachet can't hide a few people at the table, Xue Nianzhi pouted in his eyes, a sachet is happy like this, it is really not as good as the girl next to her.

Mochizuki took the red seal and retreated, inadvertently blocking Meng Qianxiu's gaze at A-Yao.

After receiving the reward, Meng Qianxiu smiled and asked about the ingredients and methods of the dishes on Ah Yao's Chinese New Year's Eve dinner.

Ah Yao briefly described one or two, and spoke in a clear manner, Meng Qianxiu seemed to like it more and more, and finally put forward a proposal that shocked everyone: "Your name is Yao Zhu, right, do you still have parents at home? I have the intention to recognize you as my goddaughter, what do you think?"

Ah Yao was speechless in surprise.

"Goddaughter, sir, why did you choose her!" It was Xue Nianzhi who reacted the most, and called out out on the spot, but because she was still a child, and everyone's eyes were focused on Meng Qianxiu, they didn't pay attention to her.

After Mrs. Meng was stunned, she immediately thought of another thing, "Aren't you planning to marry a wife and have children in the future?"

Otherwise, why do you want to recognize a little girl who will be a chef in the future as a goddaughter?

Meng Qianxiu seemed to have something unspeakable, and smiled bitterly: "Godmother, I'll explain it to you when I go back." Yao Zhu, would you like to recognize me as a godfather?" he turned around and asked Yao Zhu's opinion.

Mrs. Meng is widowed, but she is a low-key rich businessman with a lot of wealth, otherwise she would not have invited Master Mochizuki on the important day of Chinese New Year's Eve, and it would be three or four days. Meng Qianxiu is her righteous son, more or less favored by her, to put it mildly, Mrs. Meng seems to have a general relationship with her mother's family, if she drives west for a hundred years, this property will fall into the hands of Meng Qianxiu to a great extent.

Being his righteous daughter will also follow the light, and the cook will become a daughter, flying on the branches and becoming a phoenix, which sounds like a pie in the sky and money on the ground.

On the contrary, Ah Yao did not show ecstasy, Meng Qianxiu's sudden proposal had no reason and foreshadowing, which made her vigilant, there was no free lunch in the world, and they hurriedly wanted to take down the person as a righteous daughter in less than a quarter of an hour after they met, and there must be something greasy among them!

Ah Yao was worried about how to say the words of the push beautifully and tactfully, so as not to offend people, but she remembered that she was just an ordinary little girl now, and what she said could be regarded as a child's words.

This is her greatest strength!

So, she shook her head like a rattle, and refused bluntly: "Don't, I hope that Master Yue is enough, and I don't need a godfather!"

She hid behind Mochizuki, and she didn't pick up any of the big cakes that Meng Qianxiu painted for her.

Meng Qianxiu secretly breathed, this girl can grind, keep a warm smile and guide step by step: "Yao Zhu, the first time I saw you, I thought you were well-behaved and clever, I will not treat you badly for food and clothing, you are my daughter, I will give you the best, you will be like the princess in the palace, the stars are arching, and you are radiant." ”

He was so anxious that he dared to say something like a princess.

"Sir!" Xue Nianzhi exclaimed, the face of the beautiful girl who was growing was distorted, staring at Ah Yao deadly, her eyes were burning with jealousy, her fists were clenched tightly in the real red and wearing the flower Shu brocade skirt, the phoenix butterfly embroidered on the skirt was about to be rubbed by her, she hated it so much! Why did this little cook take away Meng Qianxiu's attention as soon as she came, and he also said that he wanted to accept her as a goddaughter, and to treat her like a princess, she should not have agreed to stay in the first place, she would rather settle, even if she ate white porridge and pickles, Meng Qianxiu would come to Xue Mansion to spend Chinese New Year's Eve with her because of sympathy.

The gentleman is hers, and she can only be alone......

"Besides, be cautious, do you want me to send a white-haired person to a black-haired person?" Mrs. Meng slapped the chopsticks on the table, her expression was serious, Mochizuki was still standing here, today's words were going to be spread, and if someone with a heart made a big fuss, the disaster of imprisonment could not be avoided.

Meng Qianxiu knew that he was speechless: "Yes, the child knows his mistake." ”

At the moment, there were only three people who looked at the moon master and apprentice, and Meng Qianxiu and Mrs. Meng looked at them together.

"Master, is the princess like us, stir-frying in the kitchen every day?" Ah Yao tugged at the corners of Mochizuki's skirt, innocent and ignorant, thinking that she was soft, but in fact, anyone could hear it, Mochizuki stared at her, A-Yao blinked even more innocently, Mochizuki sneered, and made a muffled sound from her throat, A-Yao suddenly realized, and hugged Mochizuki's arm, "I follow Master and Master, I don't go anywhere, anyway, I cook in the kitchen, why should I be someone else's goddaughter, so I can't receive sachets?"

It's really a dirt bun with an eye for money. Xue Nianzhi sneered in his heart, and quietly let go of his hands to smooth the wrinkles of his skirt.

"Hahaha, the old woman won't short your sachet. Old Madam Meng laughed heartily, and when she saw that Mochizuki didn't mention the stubble, Meng Qianxiu's gaffe was lifted.

Keeping a childish smile back to the room, A-Yao threw herself on the bed and rolled around with the futon, just now she was really scared to death, but fortunately, she had an idea, remembering the two farmers she had seen before and fantasized that the emperor was also a high-ranking farmer, and fooled her goddaughter.

The little girl's eyes on the table flew knives, and she dared to agree and cut her alive. (To be continued.) )