After Qinghe entered the room, he subconsciously glanced at his son on the small bed, and saw that his son was sleeping sweetly, and unconsciously curled the corners of his mouth. He sat down on the circle chair next to the table, picked up his teacup and poured two cups of tea before stopping. Raising his arm, he wiped the water marks on his mouth with his sleeve without any image, bared his teeth, and said in a smug voice: "I only knew today, it turns out that it feels so good to be a wicked person!"

Lan Xin smiled faintly at the corner of his mouth, and glanced at Qinghe's hand on the table, trembling, not knowing whether he was nervous or excited. It should be a little more nervous, right?! After all, this is the first time she has experienced such a scene. Lan Xin's face was not obvious, she lifted the teapot, refilled a cup of tea for Qinghe, and said with a smile: "The shop is a big bully, and the slave is a big bully!"

Qinghe took the tea for a moment, blinked his eyes, and brought the cup to his mouth. Putting down the teacup, he nodded and said, "Yes! If people like Mrs. Song are allowed to continue to run rampant, what will Xiaobao look like when he grows crooked?" Thinking of his hard-earned baby son, who was raised crooked by others because of his own negligence, this heart is really scratching my heart and feeling remorseful.

Lan Xin looked at Qinghe's frowning brow, knowing that she had figured it out, but she didn't want her to get into the horns herself. He comforted him loudly: "Okay, didn't things happen? What are you doing to worry about the sky like this? In the future, everything will be snacked, and there will be no today's situation." "Qinghe is not smart, it's just that she is too lazy to care about this.

"Yes, that's what the girl said. Qinghe nodded and said. I used to feel that there was a girl, and she wasn't afraid of the sky falling. Right now, the girl is going to sea, and if she still can't stand up like this. I can't even understand the affairs of my own house, so how can I take care of the Yu family for the girl?

Lan Xin knew that Qinghe had figured it out, and he didn't want to continue to dwell on this topic, so he leaned back on the back of the chair and joked with a smile: "What are we going to eat at noon today?"

Qinghe took care of Aunt Liu, who was in charge of the kitchen, and there was no manpower in the kitchen for a while. Lan Xin asked, and Qinghe didn't feel embarrassed. She smiled and said, "Why don't you ask the man from the mutton soup shop to bring some things? His haggis soup and roast leg of lamb are pretty good." Now Xiaobao is asleep, and we can't go over. It's not far from here, let them send it, it won't be cold. ”

"Okay!" Lan Xin didn't have an opinion, the things in the mutton soup shop were really delicious, as Qinghe said, it was close, and it wouldn't be cold when he came over, "I think the mutton fried buns made by their family are very good, why don't you have two servings." There is also shredded mutton, and I will have a portion. ”

"Okay, I'll let Xiao Ju go over and tell them now. "Anyway, the girl came to see her, but she encountered such a mess, and Qinghe's heart was always upset. Qinghe knew that the girl wouldn't mind. However, when he heard Lan Xin take the initiative to order, he not only breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but also gushed out a warm current.

Lan Xin looked at Qinghe's obviously much more relaxed back and laughed silently. Qinghe looked at the usual grinning, but in fact, the most delicate mind.

When the mutton soup shop knew that Qinghe was going to feast Lan Xin at home, he didn't directly send the finished things over. Instead, they rushed over with the ingredients. The shopkeeper of the shop personally brought the chef and his men to the store. The shopkeeper smiled and said, "Miss Yu and Mrs. Xue can afford the small shop, which is the honor of the small shop. There weren't many customers at the restaurant today, so I took the liberty of bringing the ingredients and the cook. I wonder if Mrs. Xue minds if we borrow your kitchen?"

Qinghe peeked at Lan Xin, this person who invited someone to come to the house to cook things, he had never encountered it in the Yu family before. So, she never thought about this stubble. Seeing that people and things were coming, she didn't know what to do with it for a while.

Lan Xin had a warm smile on his lips and said with a smile: "The two of us chatted, chatting and chatting about the mutton in your shop." Xiaobao is asleep, and it is not convenient to come to your shop. That's why I came up with this method. It's just that I didn't expect that the shopkeeper was more thoughtful than us. In that case, it's a matter of trouble for the shopkeeper. ”

When the shopkeeper heard Lan Xin agree, he smiled toothlessly. said with a smile: "Then since this is the case, please ask Mrs. Xue and Miss Yu to chat first." Let's go down and prepare. Seeing Qinghe get up, he hurriedly waved his hand to stop him, "Mrs. Xue doesn't need to get up, you can find a little girl to show us the way." ”

Qinghe looked at Lan Xin a little helplessly, and always felt that it was a little inappropriate for her to sit here and drink tea as the master of letting others be busy in the kitchen. Lan Xin smiled comfortingly at Qinghe, pointed at Xiao Ju and said, "I don't think I will bother the two masters, so let Xiao Ju pass." As he spoke, Lan Xin's fingers unconsciously tapped on the tabletop. The ice in the shadows crept into the kitchen.

"Girl, is this good?" Qinghe asked with a little anxiety as he stretched his neck to look at the backs of several people, sat on a chair, and sat on a chair.

Lan Xin picked up an orange, put it under his nose, sniffed his nose, and sniffed the fruity aroma of the orange vigorously. He sighed, "Well, it's so fragrant! Among the many fruits, I like to smell the aroma of oranges the most." Bai Nen's fingers gently peeled off the orange peel, looked at Qinghe's anxious appearance, and smiled and said with relief, "You don't have to worry, it's okay." If you drive people away today, you'll make a fuss. ”

Of course I understand that. Just ······" Qinghe's brows were still frowned.

Lan Xin divided the orange in his hand into two parts, and put one into Qinghe's hand. He tore a petal from another orange, put it in his mouth and gently bit it open, a stream of honey filled his mouth, and the sweetness was faintly sour, which was the taste that Lan Xin liked. She swallowed the orange slowly, and said with a smile, "You don't want it." When Xiaobao held the three banquets, the people in the house were busy, didn't they go to the drunken immortal house and invite the cook to come and help? This is also a reason. When you leave, in addition to the silver of the ingredients, you can wrap an extra red envelope for the shopkeeper and the cook. ”

Looking at Lan Xin's understatement, Qinghe's hanging heart slowly let go. I don't dwell on this matter anymore. She nodded and said, "Well, I listen to the girl." Then, she ate the oranges that Lan Xin peeled for her and chatted with Lan Xin.