Chapter 22: Taste

Yuan Niang handed over the lotus leaf cake with meat, and the ghost face Qingyi ate it, but he was not as full of praise as Huang Zhuo.

Yuan Niang wondered, "Obviously, Huang Gongzi is a man of few words and cold, why are you, a talkative person, silent at this time?" Am I wronged you too much for this meal? ”

While eating, Huang Zhuo said expressionlessly, "Leave him alone, he has always been very picky." You don't know, he has eaten in restaurants in the capital and even in the whole of Daqi, but I haven't seen him nod his head a few times! ”

Oh? Turned out to be a veteran foodie? Uh, so our lotus leaf cake can't get into other people's eyes?

That, here Yuan Niang looks at this mask that exposes the parts below the mouth in addition to the eyes, no wonder a mask is designed like this, it turns out that it is for the convenience of foodies.

Ghost-faced Qingyi seemed to be in a daze, Huang Zhuo frowned, and kicked him with his foot underneath. What's going on? Huang Zhuo rarely saw Qingyi so distracted.

"The taste, hehe, is really good! It's like a cake made by my mother when I was a child. ”

Yuan Niang was surprised, Qingyi actually said her mother, does this title in ancient times mean that the mother he said also came through time? "Mom? You mean your mother? Oh my God, where is your mother now? ”

Qingyi secretly raised his eyebrows, although he mentioned something he didn't want to mention, but he was even more surprised by Yuan Niang's reaction at this time. Most people don't know what their mother is called, why can this little village girl understand what she calls her mother?

"Hehe, my mom has long gone! I went when I was little! ”

I still remember that my mother was sick in bed, and her thin arm reached over and stroked her forehead, "Child, don't be afraid, my mother just went to another world." It's the same place there, there's food, drink, and fun. In the future, our Qingyi will also have her favorite girl, hehe, maybe she will make delicious food for you like her mother! ”

Mom, I've traveled to so many places, but I haven't found anything that tastes the same as the food you made, but I found it in this small mountain village when I had already given up!

Maybe Yuan Niang is not as delicious as the palace kitchen, but people's taste is a strange thing, when you grow up in a family and adapt to this taste, other people's food is either disgusted with the taste or disgusted with no taste!

Yuan Niang was also interested, and said with a little embarrassment, "Uh, I'm sorry, let's hurry up and eat." ”

Saying this, Yuan Niang quickly gave Huang Zhuo a bowl of porridge and handed it over.

Huang Zhuo stretched out his hand and just wanted to take the rice bowl, but accidentally touched a soft little hand.

In an instant, Huang Zhuo's originally cold and resolute face had a suspicious red. has been a noble man for so long, and he has always turned away those women, and his great cause has not been accomplished, so it is not good for men and women to have a long relationship, and he doesn't want to be used as a beauty!

However, why did this little village girl continue to serve rice without embarrassment? Huang Zhuo's face suddenly turned ugly, could it be the reason why he didn't go through a woman? Such a small village girl can actually let herself have a strange feeling? Damn it!

After tidying up the house, Huang Zhuo and Ghost Face Qingyi will now lie down on the original kang.

Yuan Niang clapped her hands, looked at the two pillows side by side on the kang and raised her eyebrows, and smiled maliciously.

It's full of emotion! It's a pity, Uncle Zhao, you became a light bulb!

Uh, anyway, doesn't that Qingyi take off his mask when he sleeps at night?

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