Zhang Feili is not Niu Fugui, people who read a lot also have a little more observation, Li Yuanhao showed his hand in front of Niu Fugui, which stimulated Niu Fugui's blood, and smashed it with a fist, Zhang Feili knew that he was advancing and retreating, and he couldn't beat it, and was asked by the other party, he changed his face and flipped the book, and raised the kitchen knife in his hand: "Hehe, I just saw you peeling apples, I was afraid that the knife would not be happy, so I specially sharpened the kitchen knife and sent it to you, you see, it is still shining." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Picking up an apple by himself, sitting next to weaving and dyeing, Zhang Feili peeled the apple.

"Childe, Miss Li......" Weaving and dyeing slammed suddenly, she knew the identity of Li Yuanhao's daughter, and promised to help Li Yuanhao hide her identity, and hurriedly changed her words: "Li Gongzi's knife dance is beautiful, right?"

"So-so, so-so. Zhang Feili said with a contemptuous face: "Compared with my son, the difference is not half a point." ”

Weaving and dyeing smiled, and suddenly put down the needle and thread in his hand, "Childe, Weaving and dyeing has been staying in Sister Feng's rouge shop recently, Childe is not angry, right?"

After speaking, she "stared" at the distance not far in front of her and listened carefully, hoping to hear Zhang Feili's true thoughts from the tone of her son.

"No, no life at all. Zhang Feili pretended to be generous and said, and the intensity of peeling the kitchen knife in his hand unconsciously increased by three points.

"That's good. Weaving and dyeing smiled, and picked up the needle and thread again: "It's really as Li Gongzi said, Gongzi is full of poetry and books, open-minded and generous, and can pretend to be the world's affairs. ”

Zhang Feili was speechless, he wanted to say to the weaving and dyeing, in fact, Gongzi is not generous at all, he is about to go crazy, you and I go home, we will never see Li Qingyuan again in the future, but the words came to his mouth: "Gongzi is naturally a generous person, and he doesn't need him Li Qingyuan to say this." Weaving and dyeing, as long as you like it, don't talk about it recently, you can do it every day in Sister Feng's rouge stall in the future. ”

After watching Li Yuanhao's grandstanding for another afternoon, when the sun set on the mountain, the students who stayed at the bottom of the mountain for a whole day began to climb the mountain, and they began to climb the mountain from the new to the busy schoolwork, and in two days it was the time for the new students to register, and the town will become more and more lively these days, and there will be more and more people, and they are busy on and off the mountain.

Niu Fugui set up a table in Niu's stall, personally made two side dishes, and under Li Yuanhao's reminder, he cooked a pot of hot and sour noodles, and specially took her the largest bowl, filled a full bowl, chili peppers and coriander flew together, with a layer of oil flowers floating on it, piled up into a hill.

Li Yuanhao has a habit of cleanliness, and used to see that the Niu family's stall was oily and unclean, and he was quite speechful, but since she personally tasted the tofu brain and hot and sour noodles of the Niu family's stall, she thinks that the oily and dirty façade is a different kind of publicity and arrogance, which is the first truth in the world with Liu Baitong, no matter how sloppy the old naughty boy is, Nervous, no one in the world can stand up and say that he will win steadily, so the Niu family's stall is dirty and oily, which is not an unacceptable thing, but has a sense of historical vicissitudes, which is the heritage of historical precipitation and the traces left by time, which is a medal of glory.

This is the logic of His Majesty the Emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty, gluttony and gluttony must precede obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Three women, Feng Xiaochai, weaving and dyeing and Li Yuanhao sat down, Zhang Feili saw the stitches, sat in the middle of Li Yuanhao and weaving and dyeing, and devoted himself to weaving and dyeing.

Niu Fugui finished serving the last dish, took off his apron, beat the dust on his body, raised his head and drank a sip of strong tea, removed the fireworks on his body, sat down happily, and sandwiched a piece of pork belly to Feng Xiaochai: "Xiaochai, this is the pork belly you like to eat, you eat more." ”

Feng Xiaochai snorted, everyone picked up the dishes and chopsticks and ate, Zhang Feili ate the most happy, the chopsticks were like long eyes, piercing the meat in the plate, which was all used to all kinds of problems in the weaving and dyeing on weekdays, and it was not obvious in the academy, in front of the weaving and dyeing, his character was exposed to the child's heart, and he was a little unconsciously obedient and coquettish.

Feng Xiaochai picked up the tender and juicy pork belly and stuffed it into Li Yuanhao's bowl: "Qingyuan, eat more." ”

Although she knew that Li Yuanhao was a daughter, she still unconsciously regarded her as a man's own brother, when she was a child, Feng Xiaochai wanted to have a younger brother, and this wish was all used on Li Yuanhao.

"Thank you, Sister Feng. Li Yuanhao's mouth was stuffed with hot and sour noodles, and he didn't forget to put the pork belly in his mouth.

"Brother Da Niu is really generous, Sister Feng and Li Qingyuan are so close in front of Brother Da Niu, Brother Da Niu is not angry at all, he is quite happy, it seems that I have to learn more, I can't see that weaving and dyeing and Li Qingyuan are a little close, I can't help but get angry and angry, a confident man with a mind and responsibility should not be like this. Zhang Feili thought so, he suddenly saw that Li Yuanhao also sandwiched a piece of pork belly for weaving and dyeing, and he was extremely concerned about helping weaving and dyeing wipe the rice grains from the corners of his mouth.

Niu Fugui and Feng Xiaochai felt that it was normal, and they were a little embarrassed to weave and dye, but they also knew Li Yuanhao's character and did not refuse.

A loud bang exploded in Zhang Feili's heart, and magma rose into the sky, Huo stood up with a bang, and Zhang Feili shouted: "Li Qingyuan, I'll fight with you!"

Waving his fist and rushing up, Li Yuanhao was stunned, he ate well, why did he suddenly jump like thunder, a slight sideways, Zhang Feili's fist missed, turned around and hit again, Li Yuanhao was like a swimming fish, and slid over against Zhang Feili's body.

Zhang Feili didn't give up, punched and kicked, tossed for a long time, panting, and Li Yuanhao stood not far away as if he was fine.

Zhang Feili, who was embarrassed and angry, looked left and right, only to see a pot of hot and sour noodles in front of him, and smashed it towards Li Yuanhao.

"Don't!" Li Yuanhao felt sorry for the bowl of delicious hot and sour noodles, but he couldn't stop Zhang Feili's movements.

Hot and sour noodles are poured all over the ground, what a pity!

Li Yuanhao was also annoyed suddenly, and leaned forward, the knife at his waist was unsheathed, dazzling, and accurately slashed across Zhang Feili's clothes, and in a moment, Zhang Feili stood in the center of the hall in rags, with strips of cloth on his body, looking ridiculous.

Zhang Feili was even more annoyed, grabbed a stool, waved it and rushed forward.

Li Yuanhao snorted coldly, the knife flashed, and there were only two stool legs left on the stool in Zhang Feili's hand, and he raised a foot and pointed it on Zhang Feili's chest.

Dare to sprinkle my hot and sour noodles, you are impatient, Li Yuanhao glanced at Zhang Feili's back, an old thing came to mind, and not only frowned: "Zhang Feili, what is your surname?!"

Niu Fugui and Feng Xiaochai looked at each other, isn't Zhang Feili surnamed Zhang?

Before the doubt was gone, a cold light suddenly shot out from the weaving sleeve, piercing Li Yuanhao's face.