readx; "Daddy!" Hu Shijiu ran forward quickly, "What's wrong with you!" ”

Confusion and confusion followed. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Shen Ling still smiled and said nothing.

Qingque looked at the anxious appearance of their master and servant, and hurriedly made a look, and when Hu Shijiu saw it, he followed her and walked a few steps towards the left side of the courtyard.

"Miss, don't blame Qingque......" she looked at Shen Ling who was sitting on the stone bench and whispered.

Could it be?

Hu Shijiu's expression immediately became nervous, she pulled Qingque, turned around and pointed at Shen Ling, and stammered: "I, what's wrong with my father?" ”

Qingque showed an embarrassed smile, but with a bit of narrowness: "As soon as the master knew that the young lady was coming back, he happily ran outside a few times while we were not paying attention......

Hu Shijiu gasped, Shen Ling's mind was like a three-year-old child, if he went out alone like this, who would he meet and what kind of chaos would he cause, Hu Shijiu was just thinking about it, and he felt frightened.

In her ears, she only heard Qingque continue: "So, I thought of a way, I told the master, if he keeps running out, you won't come back." As she spoke, she was about to kneel, "Miss, don't dislike the green sparrow's mouth." ”

"No, no, no!" Hu Jiujiu hurriedly picked up Qingque, she probably understood at this moment that it must be the ghost girl Qingque who used some strategy to allow Shen Ling to sit peacefully in front of the stone table.

"So, Qingque lied to the old man that as long as he sat at the stone table and patiently counted to a hundred, the young lady would come back!"

Hu Shijiu was stunned, looked back at Shen Ling, and sure enough, Shen Ling had words in his mouth, but he didn't notice his subtle movements just now.

She smiled and shook her head, "You are such a ghost girl, how can you come up with this method." ”

Hu Nineteen paused again, a hundred? A hundred should have been counted a long time ago!

Why is Shen Ling still sitting at the table?

The possibility that Shi just thought of hit his heart again, and Hu Shijiu hurriedly walked towards Shen Ling, but was gently pulled by Qingque.

"Miss, you forgot. The master can't count from one to hundred......" Qingque shook his hand and whispered.

At the same time, Shen Ling, who was only listening, shouted: "One hundred! ”

He jerked to his feet, but his legs were numb from sitting for too long. He fell to the ground with another thud.

Confused and hurriedly hugged Shen Ling, and then glared at Qingque and shook his head, with his excellent hearing, he had already heard the words of Qingque and Hu Nineteen clearly.

No wonder the master is so quiet today, even drinking porridge just now has a word!

He didn't have time to think about it. But I saw Shen Ling rushing to Hu Nineteen, looking Hu Nineteen up and down, frowning and saying, "Nineteen, how have you lost weight!" Is their meal not confused with the smell of cooking? ”

As soon as Shen Ling's words came out, he couldn't help laughing with the same Qingque. Hu Shijiu nodded vigorously: "The food everywhere is not as fragrant as at home!" ”

Yes, the food is not as fragrant as at home, and the well water is not as sweet as at home!

Even the unknown wildflower in the corner of the yard, in Hu Shijiu's eyes, is much more lovely than the strange flowers and plants in Qinglu Garden!

Perhaps, the meaning of home. That is, no matter what you encounter outside or what happens, you can leave your tired self here with peace of mind, enjoy the warmth and comfort brought to you by "home", repair the tiredness of thousands of holes, and then be full of fighting spirit, work hard and struggle for the people who love you......

Early the next morning, I hurried to the kitchen to light a fire and cook, "Who! ”

In the kitchen. There's still one person!

Confused and coldly startled, when he saw the person clearly, he let out a sigh of relief and said, "Miss, you are going to scare the old slave to death!" ”

Hu Shijiu smiled and raised the spoon: "What are you afraid of." Are you afraid that my pot of porridge is not good enough, or are you afraid that my steamed buns are not cooked enough? ”

Confused and fixed, it was not, the kitchen was steaming, and in the pot, there was fragrant and sticky millet porridge. In the cage drawer, there are big white steamed buns!

He said happily and worriedly: "Miss Nineteen, I can't help it! ”

"Why can't you do it?" Hu Shijiu put down the spoon and pushed the puzzle out of the kitchen, "You, just wake them up for me, it's been a long time since our family sat down to have a meal!" ”

Confused and pushed all the way out by Hu Shijiu, he sighed and smiled with satisfaction: "This is really, this is really ......"

When the helpless Qingque, the mixed confusion, and the childlike Shen Ling sat at the stone table, Hu Shijiu served the last side dish, raised the bamboo chopstick with a smile and said, "Come, try my craft!" ”

The dishes are naturally not sumptuous, and Hu 19 is a human being, and there is also no commendable cooking skills. However, looking at the dishes on the stone table, Qingque nodded again and again: "It's delicious!" ”

And Shen Ling, who has always been in a fog, couldn't stop saying loudly: "It's delicious!" ”

"I'll make it for you every day!" Hu Shijiu was ambitious, and said with a smile while holding a steamed bun.

"This can't be helped!" Confused and hurriedly said.

"Uncle Shen," Hu Shijiu smiled like a flower, "Can you put it another way, I'm tired of hearing it!" ”

Qingque was about to open his mouth timidly, but Hu Shijiu glanced at him, and hurriedly lowered his head and took a bite of the steamed bun.

Hu Shijiu looked at them contentedly, and raised the steamed bun to put it in his mouth.

"Miss!" Qingque was confused and exclaimed, "I can't help it!" ”

"Why can't you do it?" Hu Shijiu shook his head and looked at Qingque, and then pointed at the puzzle and said: "Don't talk so much about learning from Uncle Shen, you have to learn more......" She looked at Shen Ling, who was immersed in hard work, and smiled: "Learn more from my father!" ”

As she spoke, she took a bite of a steamed bun.

"This ......" Hu Shijiu's expression instantly became rich, and he also put down the bamboo chopstick, and Qingque was even more bold and hurriedly snatched the steamed bun in Shen Ling's hand.

"What does this smell like?" Hu Jiu drank a pot of water before straightening his astringent tongue.

"Why didn't you tell me sooner!" She watched Shen Ling secretly take another steamed bun from the plate, and hurriedly picked up the plate, "Dad, don't eat it!" ”

It turned out that Hu Shijiu had a whim that it would be better to put sugar in the steamed buns, however, she mistakenly put the salt as sugar. And in order to make the steamed buns more sweet, she also poured in a small half bottle of salt at once!

Now, you can imagine what Hu Shijiu's steamed buns taste......

"You stupid!" Hu Shijiu looked at the steamed buns that had already been eaten, and anxiously pointed at the green finch and scolded with confusion.

Qingque's face was red, and he said with a low smile: "Actually, if you drink more water, you should eat vegetables......

"Not bad!" Confused and approving, he glanced at Qingque, no wonder Miss likes this girl so much, he hurriedly echoed: "With so much salt, it can be steamed like a steamed bun, Miss is really not simple!" (To be continued.) )