"Good looking. Min Shiqing did not hesitate.

Liu Niang tilted her head to look at him, her eyes were full of smiles: "Am I good-looking or are my clothes good-looking?"

Seeing that she was naughty, Min Shiqing also smiled and scratched her nose with his fingers: "I'm not ashamed." ”

Liuniang just giggled, pulled his sleeve and shook it around, not reluctantly asking him to say which one was good-looking.

Min Shiqing held the messy hand: "The clothes are good-looking, and Bao'er is even better-looking." ”

Liuniang was finally satisfied, and she was secretly happy in her heart, knowing that this beauty was too **-type, isn't this quite sweet-talking?

Min Shiqing is also very satisfied, the hairband he gave is wearing on An Jinbao's head, today's clothes are for the hairband, thinking that the little girl is dressed up for herself, she can't stop the beauty in her heart.

One pretends to be tender, the other is precocious, and a pair of childhood sweethearts with their own thoughts are holding hands and are all happy.

San Lang came out, and Liuniang also happily took him, and shouted sweetly: "Third brother." ”

Facing his sister's bright smile, Saburo couldn't think about it anymore, grinned in response, and said, "Why is it so slow, let's go quickly, the eldest brother and the second brother are in a hurry." ”

The mule carts in the east courtyard have already been prepared, and Min Shiqing rode his pony, and last time An Jinbao looked at it with sparkling eyes, he remembered it.

Ahn also learned to ride and shoot at the academy, which is about the nature of a man, and he also likes horses.

So a few boys went out and watched the horse for a quarter of an hour, and they were not reserved at this time, you and I said it lively, and Liu Niang couldn't squeeze in front of him at all, but he listened to it next to him, and the co-authors were all half-hanging, and he said that he had read two horse classics, and he discussed the same content in the book.

Wulang also turned around to look, but he was not as enthusiastic as them, and quickly returned to Liuniang's side and whispered, "Get in the car, ignore them." ”

He turned his back to his brothers, and the disdain on his face was undisguised.

Liuniang buried her face in his shoulder and smiled, her round and slender shoulders couldn't help shaking, and Gorou hugged her and patted her: "Don't laugh." ”

My sister is soft and tender, because she insists on drinking a bowl of milk every day, and there is a faint milky fragrance on her body, which reminds Gorou of when she was a child when she hugged her sister and slept in the same bed, and the milk fragrance on her sister at that time was much heavier.

Gorou's mood was suddenly very bright, and for a long time, his mother allowed him to accompany his sister for a lunch break, and that time was when he could "monopolize" his sister, and he was happy when he thought about it.

…… At that time, Erlang had already been enlightened and entered school, San Lang was not a peaceful person, Wu was afraid that he would disturb his sister's sleep or make his sister cry, only Wulang was quiet, well-behaved and clever, Wu was particularly relieved to put Wulang and Liuniang together to play.

Min Shiqing had been paying attention to Liuniang, and when he saw that she was going to get into the car with Wulang, he hurriedly said to An Mingren: "Brother Ren ride my horse." ”

An Mingren was polite to him, and hurriedly waved his hand: "No, no, no." ”

Min Shiqing insisted very much: "I'm young, there are many people in Xishi, and I am worried in my heart, if Brother Ren doesn't ride, let me go home first." ”

He rode the horse out to An Jinbao with a hot brain, but if she was sitting in the car with everyone else, he was outside the car, it would be boring.

An Mingren is also itching in his heart, he hasn't ridden a horse in the city yet, this horse is not old enough, and it looks docile, so there should be no problem.

Seeing that Min Shiqing was very sincere, An Mingren no longer shirked.

Two mule carts, San Lang wanted to sit with Min Shiqing, but Min Shiqing took the lead in holding Liu Niang into the car, Liu Niang's round figure, he didn't have enough strength to hug the wheel, embarrassed......

Liuniang blushed, hugged his neck and whispered, "There is a stool, I'll come by myself." ”

Min Shiqing also blushed, put it down, if you are unwilling, will it seem that you are too incompetent? Don't let it go, if you really use the strength to eat milk, it is not that you can't hold it, but you are too ungraceful......

Gorou held his breath, this person came to rob his sister again, hum, he didn't help!

…… He couldn't help either.

Still An Mingren couldn't stand it, so he couldn't help but laugh and took Liuniang and stuffed it into the car, pretending not to see Min Shiqing's embarrassment: "Hurry up and get in the car, it's not too early." ”

He also instructed the coachman: "Be steady, don't be in a hurry." ”

The driver finally seized the opportunity to set up the stool for getting into the car, and bowed down: "Don't worry, the little one understands." ”

This time, a few and a half children were impatient to bring so many people, only An Mingren's scholar Bingbi, Erlang's scholar Songyan, and Min Shiqing's side followed in the spring and autumn.

Min Shiqing and Wulang and Liuniang took a car, all of which were small, and it seemed that no one wanted to change the car, An Mingren left Bingbi, Bingbi was already sixteen, and he was quite steady, and it should not be a big problem to take care of a few small ones.

Chunqiu stood under the car with a sad face of being abandoned, An Dalang rode a horse, only Erlang and San Lang were left in the car, and they also brought their own pine smoke, what did he do with him?

Twisting his face and saying to Songyan: "You go to the car and wait, I'll sit on the wheel." ”

He is a guest, how can Songyan respond in one sip, and hurriedly politely: "How can I let you sit on the wheel." ”

San Lang was impatient: "Sit in the spring and autumn car, and Songyan sits outside." ”

……

Songyan: I'm really just being polite......

It's finally time to go.

Manxiang House is famous, and it is considered a middle-to-upper class restaurant in Kyoto, although the area is lively, but it is not very crowded.

The group arrived along the way, it was still a little early, Xiao Er saw a big one with a group of small ones, knew that he was here to eat, not to feast, so he didn't go to the private room to lead, and looked at the back of a pink girl, and after a meal, he turned to the second floor compartment neatly.

The second floor is divided into several compartments with a screen, there is no extra decoration, and there is a certain amount of **, and several people are quite satisfied.

I ordered a table of eight taels of silver noodles, and braised hooves were necessary.

There are no disposable gloves in this, Liu Niang deeply regretted it, and she didn't know how to say it in front of everyone's eyes, and finally felt how dead she was to make this request......

Min Shiqing has a delicate heart, seeing Liuniang staring at the braised hooves motionless, her little face is tangled, and she can't help but smile when she thinks about it.

Ask Xiao Er to come over, since the hooves are his family's signature dish, he naturally knows how to deal with it. Sure enough, the hooves were stewed softly, and Xiao Er skillfully separated its skin and bones and divided them into small pieces.

Liuniang smiled gratefully at Min Shiqing, and she was no longer polite.

Halfway through the dish, Xiao Er sent a pot of rice wine: "The shop's self-brewed one is not strong, and it is suitable for a few people to drink." ”

The dishes of Manxianglou are fragrant, how big fish and meat, the taste is heavy and greasy, the rice wine is faint, not too sweet, it is greasy, and it is greasy, how can a pot be enough for these half-sized children to drink.

asked for another pot, Liu Niang leaned over with her own cup, but Min Shiqing didn't allow her to drink more: "No matter how light it is, it's wine, too much is not good, Bao'er is good." ”

Liu Niang coquettishly played: "Taste another cup, just one cup." ”

The rice wine is sweet and natural, and there is no modern messy additives, and she likes it tightly.

Wulang watched her make trouble silently, he only poured a small cup just now, like Liuniang, and the other boys in this room drank it all, why should he be treated differently?