Chapter 123: The Dinner is Like a Killing Field
"Besides, the people of your mercenary group are doing many injustices, and they will kill themselves, if I didn't kill them that day, how did they die themselves, and the world will also know, and the jokes will be even bigger at that time. ”
Xiangmian said that her face relaxed, this is justice God knows, no matter how much she tells others, not many people can understand her despair and helplessness at that time.
The young man got up from the ground, he picked up the woodcutter and said: "My name is Ji Nian, a person who will definitely defeat you in the future, the big temple of the Song family can't accommodate a little person like me, you better let me out!"
Xiangmian turned his back and said with an ugly face: "Ji Nian looks at a thing, please don't make a judgment first, rumors are easy for people to choose to believe, but they will eventually stop in the eyes of the wise." ”
"Hehe, I don't care if it's a rumor or the truth, you Song Heng will always be my enemy, and the Xiaohong mercenary group will one day regain its strength in my hands!" Ji Nian's eyes were burning with desire, and he said ambitiously.
"Since you're going to be a fisheye, I won't mix you with pearls, you can go wherever you like, Qingyuan will no longer have your place!" Xiangmian turned around and said calmly.
So this hurried meeting of the year passed by her in a hurry.
The spring breeze is so gentle, but Xiangmian feels that some people's hearts are so stupid, she believes that the young man who has a good impression as soon as she meets will become her subordinate, and become a benevolent and virtuous hero.
She believed that handsome guys only had good and bad, and there were no stupid ones, but looking at the new guards in the courtyard, she regretted it a little.
Because he and Ji Nian have only met for the first time, they are not old friends who are familiar with each other at all, so they don't know his true character, understand his thoughts, and maybe they are not qualified to scold others behind their backs for being stupid!
The first encounter is the most beautiful, if life is only as the first time we met, what is the autumn wind sad painting fan, Xiangmian came to the front room in a lost mood, and Mu Lang arranged the dishes, chopsticks and spoons in the front room.
As soon as she turned her head, Xiangmian appeared in front of her, and the two accidentally bumped into each other, Mu Lang was almost knocked down, and she helped her in time.
"Young Master......!" After Mu Lang was shyly taken into her arms, he said shyly, and then slowly leaned his head on someone's chest, but it didn't take long for him to slowly move out.
Xiangmian was also startled by her leaning head, and suddenly wanted to go back to the wild mountains, and the murderous mountains were full of unknown mountains.
Here, she wears a man's body, it's not okay to engage in male and female love, it's not okay to engage in homosexuality, and it's even more difficult to engage in lily love, it's really hard to ride a tiger!
The two froze in place, still without a word.
At this time, Song Mu Yan Liyu and Song Father Song Xiu walked over gently, and they looked at this pair of infatuated men and women with smiles.
Mu Lang saw that Mother Song was coming, and then he gave the purse he made to Yan Liyu and said: "Madam, you are here, this is the purse I embroidered for you, the young master went out to practice, you missed him day and night when he came back, and now that the young master is really back, you should be happy." ”
Yan Liyu looked at the purse embroidered with pink impatiens, and smelled that it was really fragrant, so he praised Mu Lang's ingenuity, and asked Mu Lang what the effect of this purse was.
Mu Lang replied happily: "Mrs. Yu's purse contains incense wormwood, notoginseng grass, sandalwood and other herbs to help people sleep, you have been worrying about the young master for too long recently, so you can hang this purse on the bedside to help sleep and rest assured." ”
Yan Liyu looked at Song Heng with tears in his eyes and said: "Heng'er, you are finally back, look at how thin you are now, I heard them say that you also suffered a sneak attack, I am so worried about my mother!"
Then Yan Liyu walked in front of Song Heng, put the purse into her hand, and said with concern: "My child, you have suffered a lot outside! ”
Xiangmian looked at Song's mother and Song's father's concerned expression, so she took the purse, but she would find an opportunity to return the purse to Mu Lang.
The love word is the most hurtful, Mu Lang is a good girl, she still has to find a time to break it, not to be messed up, and in the future, she will find a good husband who is single-minded and will take care of people, so that she can live happily for a lifetime.
After a few brief words, the four of them each found a place and sat down, and the maids brought the dishes one by one.
Plates of dishes are placed on the table by the maid, and there are mandarin duck lobster, king oyster mushrooms, sake lees cabbage head, dragon fish soup and so on.
"Heng'er, don't be in a daze, eat with chopsticks, these are much more delicious than the coarse foods you eat!" Song Shi looked at his son who was in a daze and said, he picked up the chopsticks and put a piece of duck gizzard into his mouth.
"Dad, when did you get rich? Our family's food has reached a new level, and even the maid who serves the dishes has it" Ying Xiangmian asked in disbelief as if she was feeling in a dream.
At this time, outside the living room, an old man's voice came, "Little elf, thank you for your help, I paid for these maids, and I paid for the dishes," the seventh elder touched his gray beard and walked in with a smile.
Behind him was Elder Yu Shuang, and the old man who would come to eat every day.
"Seventh Elder, Master, Grandpa, you are all here!" Ying Xiangmian stood up excitedly and greeted them, and Song Shi and they were also busy getting up and saluting.
After a few pleasantries, the three of them also went to the table, the maid set the dishes and chopsticks, Mu Lang poured wine for them, and everyone was ready to eat.
Ying Xiangmian also asked the maid to add another big bowl for herself, these are senior old foodies! The speed of picking vegetables is fast and ruthless, and she has to add a big bowl to fill the dishes, so as not to dry up all the delicious food.
Sure enough, the dinner was like a killing field, and the old man picked up his chopsticks, took away five crayfish with a pair of chopsticks, and then used iron teeth to bite the lobster shell and swallow it.
The Seventh Elder spooned the soup for Elder Yushuang, and when the soup spoon of Xiangmian was still in the air, the Longli fish in the Longli Fish Soup had already been fished out by his old man.
And Elder Yu Shuang wiped the corners of his mouth with a white handkerchief, his old man seemed to be the most indisputable, but as soon as he made a move, he couldn't change the oyster mushrooms, he only sandwiched this dish, and everyone didn't dare to grab it from him!
Ying Xiangmian was so angry that he gritted his teeth, and wanted to settle for the next best thing, and go to grab a few vegetables to nibble, after all, the taste of the cabbage was also very good, but the Seventh Elder made a mistake and sandwiched half of the cabbage into Elder Yu Shuang's plate, and half into his own plate.
With tears in her eyes, poor Xiangmian took the two bowls in his hand, and there were only a few pieces of beef slices in them to eat.
And the other people at the dinner table were even more pitiful, with only a few coriander and chopped green onions in the bowl.
In order to alleviate the embarrassing atmosphere, Mu Lang directly gave up breakfast and concentrated on pouring wine for the elders, and she hoped to get a few old people drunk and get more good dishes for the young master to eat.
After drinking a few pots of old wine, they still didn't get drunk, but ate the vegetables even more excitedly.
Tears swirled in Xiangmian's eyes, she grew up, where to eat, the speed of picking vegetables could not compare to others, but in everyone, the old men who used the exercises they practiced on weekdays to eat food said that they were completely drunk.
What was even more resentful was that the Seven Elders said something to treat and thank them, but as a result, they doubled the dishes themselves, is there such a person who treats and thanks?
Just when Xiangmian decided to give up breakfast, the Seventh Elder smiled and clapped his hands and said, "The big dish is about to be served." ”