When Qinghe passed by the mutton soup shop this time, her performance was very different from the last time, and when Xiaojuan was pitiful and annoyed, she touched her gurgling stomach and said, "My stomach is hungry, let's go in and drink a bowl of mutton soup." I feel like it's been a long time since I've been here to drink mutton soup and eat the pancakes here. At this, she felt more saliva secreted from her mouth, and she hurried forward, muttering, "No, let's go in quickly!"

Xiao Juan looked at Qinghe's hurried steps, her mind couldn't turn for a while, and she wondered: "Why doesn't Madame want to vomit this time, but wants to go in and leave after eating? What about the Yufu side? After a while, do you want to go over?" Xiao Juan stood there and was distracted, seeing that the figure of her wife had disappeared at the door, she didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly followed.

There weren't many people in the mutton soup shop, but there weren't many vacant seats, so Qinghe picked up a spot at random and sat down. Xiao Juan sat next to Qinghe, put the things in her hand on the empty chair on the side, and shook her hand unconsciously. These things look inconspicuous pack by pack, but when put together, they are really heavy!

The guy in the store was wearing a towel, and after seeing the Qinghe master and servant sitting down, he hurriedly walked over and greeted with a smile: "What do you want to eat?"

Qinghe smelled the smell of mutton coming from time to time in the house, and felt even more hungry, so he said: "Two bowls of haggis soup, four sesame baked cakes, one roast lamb chops, one shredded mutton, and another drawer of mutton buns, and then ······." Qinghe paused for a moment, and couldn't think of anything else to eat for a while, so he said, "Okay, you can go to these first, and I'll tell you when I think about it later." ”

"You want two bowls of haggis soup, four sesame baked cakes, a roast lamb chops, a shredded mutton, and a drawer of mutton buns, right?" Xiao Er quickly confirmed, and when he saw Qinghe nodding, he nodded and said, "You wait, it'll be fine right away." Turning around and walking to the kitchen, he sang the menu loudly, "Two bowls of haggis soup, four sesame baked cakes, and one roasted lamb chop······"

Xiao Juan frowned slightly and stared nervously at Qinghe, curious about her wife's reaction in the past few days, but also worried that she would suddenly start to feel uncomfortable. This kind of thing is not unheard of when I was in the house before. She remembered that the day when the lady suddenly wanted to eat braised pig's trotters. When the kitchen was ready, the lady ate two pig's trotters in one go. The old man was glad that his wife was able to eat! but, in the blink of an eye, the lady vomited.

Qinghe looked at Xiaojuan's nervous appearance, and said with a smile: "What's the matter, what are you doing looking at me like that?" I'm worried that we order too much and can't eat it? It's okay, if you can't finish eating, you can take it back to the people in the house to eat." ”

"No, slaves are ······" I'm worried that you'll be throwing up again in a moment. When the words came to her mouth, Xiaojuan swallowed them smartly, and quickly changed her words, "The slave maid is thinking, Madame has eaten so many things, and when she arrives at the jade girl in a while, can she still eat it?" Anyway, the slave and maid feel that after these things are eaten, there is no other place. Xiao Juan saw that the smile on Qinghe's face was not up to her eyes, and she wanted to adjust the atmosphere, but she was worried that it would backfire, so she had to give up silently.

"yes, I'll go to the girl's side in a while. Qinghe said in a melancholy tone, "If you can't eat, you can't eat, and it's good to sit with the girl." Xiaojuan carefully found that since her wife saw those purses, her whole person was wrong, and her mood was very low. But as a slave maid, Madame doesn't say it, she has no right to inquire.

In the mutton soup shop, the speed of serving is very fast. After a while, the things ordered by Qinghe were served. Qinghe looked at a large table full of things, and the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously, "It seems, it seems, there are indeed more orders." After muttering, he stopped talking, picked up the spoon next to him, stirred the mutton soup in the bowl, and drank it in small sips.

Qinghe picked up a mutton bun, took a few bites, and then put it on the plate next to it, looking at the white and fat bun that was half missing, and said in a low mood: "Every time Ziyi comes to make mutton soup, I like their mutton buns the most." ”

Xiaojuan chewed the baked cake in her mouth, not knowing what to say for a while. But thinking of Liu's mother's advice, pregnant women are the most taboo to worry too much. quickly swallowed the contents of his mouth and reminded in a low voice: "Madam, this haggis soup should be drunk while it is hot, it has a strong smell when it is cold, and it is not delicious." ”

Ziyi said the same thing at the beginning. Qinghe stirred the soup in the bowl and whispered. Xiao Juan blinked her eyes, not knowing how to answer. Qinghe didn't care, and continued to take care of herself, "The girl is very smart, and by the way, some people often say that those of us who follow the girl are smart. Actually, where is the cleverness? It's all about the girl's training.

Among me, Ziyi, and Dongxiu, I am the stupidest and the one that worries the girl the most. And Ziyi is the smartest person and the most able to figure out the girl's mind. But I didn't expect it, but now it's ······ Alas, what a pity!"

"I don't know, what's the pity?" suddenly someone from behind asked. Qinghe was startled, and with a "snap", the spoon in his hand fell into the soup bowl. Xiao Juan waited dissatisfiedly for the person standing behind her wife, why was this person so rude?

Ziyi snorted contemptuously at Xiao Juan's fire-breathing eyes, turned around and sat next to Qinghe. The aroma of the mutton bun drilled into the nose without money, especially the bun that was placed on the plate and bitten a few times by Qinghe. The delicate meat filling, the white and fat bun skin, the temptation and temptation are even greater than the whole bun, and people can't help but take a few bites.

Ziyi clutched the hand under the sleeve tightly, endured and endured, and finally resisted the urge to pick up a mutton bun and put it in his mouth to take a bite. Now, don't talk about ordering the dishes on this table, you have to think about it if you want to come in and drink a bowl of haggis soup. At the same time, he resented Qinghe in his heart, and there was no reason, he just hated it very much.

Qinghe looked at the person in front of him stupidly, and exclaimed, "Ziyi?!I'm not mistaken, is it really you? Aren't you from Xuzhou? Why did you get here?"

Ziyi lowered his eyes, blocked the resentment in his eyes, and said lightly: "I heard you say it's a pity just now, what is a pity?"