The kitchen is small and neatly sorted. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoOn one side, there is a wooden frame for storing ingredients, and on the other side is a stove and processing table for processing ingredients. Ingredients, ingredient boxes, utensils, etc. are all placed one by one, and this kitchen is small but not dirty.

Even on the stovetop, it was wiped clean. Of course, this will not be Sun Dao's diligence, but the two sisters that Sun Dao bought back with five thousand taels of silver.

The master has become a kitchen handyman under someone else, and there is no reason why they can be let go by Sun Dao, the translator who is in a bad mood. And as the person responsible for cleaning up the kitchen after the day it was occupied, the two little beauties also worked hard, in short, it was better than being bullied by the master. Although they are constantly watched by guards on their sides. However, in fact, when Sun Dao was in the kitchen, he was not alone, and they couldn't complain about anything in their eyes.

This level is not enough, the ingredients here are all for one day, and the next day they are immediately replaced with new ones, and the remaining ingredients will never be used again. The situation had just been adjusted, and another thing confused them.

It's the little bag of millet on the wooden shelf.

It was used only once, but it was left in the corner of the wooden frame for two days.

What made Sun Dao secretly pay attention to the kitchen was this small bag of millet rice. Coincidentally, from the diagonal slit, the bag of millet can be taken into the eye.

At this moment, if the girl is willing to deign to take a look at Sun Dao's angle, she can find an absolute abnormality.

The kitchen was heavy, and a pigeon flew in!

There is no doubt that after waiting for so many days, Sun Dao went to the white dove that entered the set randomly.

Directly pulled over the guard in front of the door and closed the door again, Sun Dao pointed to the pigeon that was frightened and fluttered in the air, "Don't hurt it, get it down"

As he spoke, the ordered guard looked around, then turned around and leaped, almost leaving a shallow footprint on the wall, and the man was already in mid-air. When it fell again, there was an extra pigeon fluttering with wings in its hand.

"Thank you" took the pigeon that was still nostalgic for millet rice, Sun Dao nodded, grabbed a handful of millet and walked out.

When he reappeared, Sun Dao was in his room.

After spilling the millet in his hand on the ground and taking the small brocade cloth from the pigeon's leg, Sun Dao let go of it.

When the news arrived, he lay back on his bed.

Silence in the darkness alone.

After thinking about a lot of messy things, Sun Dao took the brocade cloth that he was holding tightly in his palm.

Sweeping it in front of his eyes, he casually threw away the brocade cloth in his palm that he had waited for a long time. Lying on the bed, his eyes blinked, and after a long time, he suddenly burst out laughing.

"You're playing with eggs!"

It is a traditional Chinese character, so that others can recognize what is written on the brocade strip.

Walking to the table, he picked up the pen and remembered why she didn't use rice paper. I found a piece, but I wrote the same words in stick script: "You're finished!" ”

In order to make it impossible for others to recognize what was written on the brocade cloth, the message was stopped and did not care.

Squatting down to catch the greedy white pigeon on the ground, and tying the brocade cloth carefully and carefully, Sun Dao began to help it find the grains of millet grains. It must be full, otherwise it will be attracted by other people's millet on the way, and it may become a pot of soul pigeon soup. The little guy is not afraid of being greedy, but Sun Dao can't.

A handful of millet is about the same, at least it won't be hungry again. After jumping around and failing to find any more food in the cracks, the white dove flew around the room in circles, as if to announce to Sun Dao that it was going home.

The window was opened, and Sun Dao sent the white messenger home......

The words were divided into two ends, on this side Sun Dao took the little messenger back to the house, and on the other side, the girl who was unable to refute after being taught by Sun Dao opened the top rolled up paper.

It was the old man who was the first to enter the door to redress his grievances.

Read it seriously, and then the girl's face became serious. First, his pupils were extremely constricted, he put down the complaint in his hand and picked up another one, and after a hurried sweep, the face that had just been covered with haze was again a touch of iron blue this time. Pull out a copy from the bottom that I wrote down today, and after sweeping my eyes, replace it with the next one. One sweep, another one. In this way, a few copies were flipped out of it.

After putting down the last one that she had taken casually, the girl's breathing was obviously a little disordered, her chest rose and fell violently, and her eyes were fixed on the place where Sun Dao had existed before. The unrest in her heart was obvious, but it was worth mentioning that with the girl's angry eyes at this time, a momentum of not being angry but threatening erupted in an instant.

After a moment, the girl's eyes moved to the window. A cool breeze blows, and strands of hair sway from side to side along the well-defined edges. The girl's mood is a little complicated, but at this moment there is already a trace of calm.

Whatever Sun Dao meant otherwise, at least in the current situation, he was right.

If you open the book again in a few days, it will be an inevitable shame, and it will be in public. It was hard for the girl to imagine what kind of expression she would have had at that time. Even, she couldn't imagine how she would face the Lee Chengdao who let go of her with peace of mind.

Without him, she was mercilessly teased by her opponent - on top of every complaint, she couldn't do without the word "Lu Shiren", and she couldn't do without that, and she didn't know where she found the name in the first place!

"Lu Shiren" is a "person", and the opponent uses it ruthlessly enough.

No wonder the opponent did not move, and no wonder the people who came to redress their grievances were not excited, it turned out that the opponent had already taken countermeasures, and it turned out that everyone had a ghost in their hearts.

Now, then, the focus of the problem has shifted.

What is the reason for allowing so many dozens or hundreds of so-called victims to be at their mercy? If they're all actors, why don't they behave more realistically? What is the reason why no one in the huge city dares to stand up? Obviously, the Zheng family's business empire is not from the right source; Obviously, the phenomenon of selling women here is not normal.

All of this boils down to one question: which lifeblood of all the people in the city is held by the actual masters of the whole city.

Basic necessities of life? Daily necessities of life? Wife and children? With thousands of thoughts in her head, the girl stood in front of the windowsill, the same streets in her eyes, high and low buildings, faint mountains in the distance, and the warm sun hanging in the sky, gradually moving away from her eyes. The breeze was gentle, and the strands of hair scattered on her forehead covered the girl's slightly dazed eyes.

Unable to find a clue to guide the way, the girl stayed in front of the window; The air was completely silent around her, and the breeze was invisible. She pursed her lips and thought for a long time.

She thought she had calmed down, but she wasn't sure if she was sane or not. The most obvious point is that in the girl's heart, there is a faint sense of unhappiness, a sense of unhappiness for the silence of the people in this city.

Inner peace is not enough to dispel that kind of complaining irrationality.

This irrationality comes from incomprehension.

In the dark aisle, the girl becomes a quiet silhouette; The figure looked lonely and confused, black hair and light green clothes fluttering in the cool breeze. When Sun Dao walked out of the room and reappeared in the corridor, he was greeted by such a scene.

picked up the complaint that was opened next to him, and with just a glance, the corners of Sun Dao's mouth hooked a faint laugh.

"Are you thinking about life?"

"Sun Gongzi, this is sarcasm?" The silhouette is like a beautiful statue.

"Shouldn't it?" Sun Dao shrugged his shoulders and leaned against the corner, "As a teammate, if you pull your hind legs and make trouble for you, you will inevitably be treated as an idiot and fool." But now that my opponent has helped me slap you hard, can't I gloat a little at this time? ”

"Yes" In Sun Dao's field of vision, the girl with her back to him suddenly stretched her waist, her light green clothes gathered her figure that was beginning to appear, and when she turned around, she was already smiling naturally and charming, soft and elegant, "As Sun Gongzi likes, Wu Zhao doesn't mind, as long as Sun Gongzi is happy"

"We are also acquaintances with each other, and I probably want to make you happy, but it hasn't reached the point where I'm willing to put it into practice with all my might." In the palace of Chang'an City, Sun Dao once used such words to attack the girl. Now, the girl's attitude is obviously a counterattack to that time. Moreover, it sounds much more generous than Zhisun Dao.

"If I am happy, the little lady of the martial arts family is not enough to sacrifice this little bit" Sun Dao accepted it magnificently, "jump to find a cave, worship a reclusive peerless master as a teacher, and be my bodyguard after returning from school, and kill gods and ghosts when I meet gods." Being able to help me overcome difficulties, that's the minimum."

"Sun Gongzi means that his own situation ......" Before the girl's words were finished, a cold look from Sun Dao on the opposite side shot straight in, "I heard that the little lady of the martial arts family wants to lose weight these days, so she only drinks the southeast wind, and she has to be nosy?" ”

Sun Dao's faint smile succeeded in making the girl stop.

Both sides know very well that there are some things that should not be said indiscriminately, no matter what kind of situation they are......

When the sun begins to set, the time has not yet completely passed. It was still afternoon, but the people in front of the inn were persuaded to go back, using the almighty reason that something was wrong here. Of course, leave the address of the residence, although they may be extras.

It seems to be flawless, and naturally it does not arouse too much suspicion among the onlookers, and the two young men with red lips and white teeth who "occasionally" pass by here have different opinions.

People are not stupid, and by this time, it is almost time to discover their teasing.

Hmph, anyone who wants to bully our men will teach her a lesson!

"Let's go, let's go!" forcibly pulled his sister and pretty son from the teahouse to the other side, and the younger sister snorted, "Where did you come from, aunt, the little lady won't be the beautiful little lady who fell in love with others!" ”

It's really possible, after releasing the pigeons in the afternoon, they came here, and then stared at the bewitching girl for a long time! Originally, I said that I would take myself to peep at my uncle, but now it seems that it is this bewitching baby! Thinking of the fact that there are also a few ladies in the family who are good at this, my sister Xiaowu suddenly shuddered.

In other words, although the female doll is quite attractive, it can't be eaten as a meal. Hmph, no, let's tell the uncle, let the uncle stop the little lady!

"The little guy is talking nonsense, you'll know when you go back, we're not lying!" Without explanation, my sister and son trotted away after her.

That guy, there's a charming goblin next to him, I heard that there is a soft girl in the palace who likes him, right? The awkward sister in the palace doesn't need to be mentioned again, and she just got back the two immature sister flowers a few days ago. Messing with flowers everywhere, it looks like he's really going to be finished!

Thinking wildly to pass the time, when they came back to their senses, they had already returned to the courtyard where they were temporarily staying.

"Look, the white dove has flown back!" In the yard, the white dove stood quietly on the loft.

"Humph! I don't know yet, do you? Xiaoying hasn't lost yet! He trotted over and took it off the leg of the well-behaved pigeon, which was obviously a brocade of a different color.

My sister quickly snatched the brocade cloth strip and said, "Haha, that guy, you're finished......"

The sunset is incomprehensible and affectionate. The orange-red glow dyes the city with a pleasing beauty.

At this time, outside the inn under the sunset, there was an uninvited guest.

Reading the first book of the novel