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"Absolutely." The black-faced guard didn't even dare to take another step, and stood by the door and said cautiously.

"He's damned." After half a ring, Judd said slowly.

The black-faced guard hesitated, not knowing how to answer.

"That's it, you go back first!" The old monster suddenly opened his eyes, and the black-faced guard couldn't help but shudder.

"That little thing is really getting more and more interesting......" Jia Dequan smiled, as if it was not Wu Houde who had been cultivated for many years who died, his mind had already begun with the wine fighting conference, and had gradually shifted to Hu Shijiu's body.

Soon, it was only a few days before the birthday of the "old ancestor" of the Han Mansion, and Hu Shijiu arranged the wine and food that Qingyang Lou would send that day, and waited for Han Mochen to come over, planning to confirm the menu of the day with him again.

I still remember that when I was in the Han Mansion in my previous life, the "old ancestor" was sympathetic to everyone, and every time I had a big birthday, the Han Mansion was almost "celebrated by the whole world", but only I, the young lady of the Han Mansion, was more difficult than the maids and miscellaneous servants in the house because of Han Mochen......

Who would have thought that going around and around would be that in this life, he still has to face the birthday of that "ancestor".

Hu Shijiu shook his head and smiled bitterly, fate always coincides amazingly.

"What are you thinking?" In my ears, I remembered a familiar voice.

Hu Shijiu turned his head, and in front of him, it was Han Mochen with clear eyebrows, such a man, even if he didn't have the identity of a general, but just stood there casually, like a dazzling sun.

Hu Shijiu handed over a well-written menu in his hand to Han Mochen: "This is the list I have prepared, can you take a look at it?" ”

Han Mochen smiled and took the list, but as his eyes looked at the names of the dishes written on the list, his smile turned into exclamation: "How do you know that grandmother loves to eat this!" ”

He pointed to the "Qingfeng Rice" on the list and said.

At that time, the luxury families of Chen Guo regarded it as a great pleasure to be able to eat a "breeze rice" that is said to have been handed down from the palace in the middle of summer.

And the "old ancestor" of the Han Mansion not only has a strong temperament, but even his taste is different from ordinary people. However, after the beginning of autumn, the "Qingfeng Rice" mixed with glutinous rice, longan powder, and borneol powder and milk is eaten by name, and it is said that this "Qingfeng Rice" is not very complicated to make. It's just that in the last step, this "please wind rice" should be placed in the depths of the ice well to take its coolness, so as to make a clear and delicious freezing point to dispel the heat.

Hu Shijiu was inadvertently when he was checking the menu. Thinking of the old lady of Hanfu's preference, she added this snack with her hand.

Looking at Han Mochen's surprised appearance, Hu Shijiu smiled lightly: "The old lady likes it, that's really good." This is a signature dish of our Qingyang Building. ”

"Oh......" Han Mochen nodded clearly, his tone seemed a little lost. I don't know why, at that moment just now, he suddenly hoped that Hu Shijiu had specially prepared this dessert to honor his grandmother.

For a moment, the atmosphere between the two was a little subtlely awkward.

"Thank you." Hu Shijiu said softly.

Han Mochen was looking at the menu, and after pausing for a moment, he said lightly: "It's nothing." ”

He didn't want to talk too much about what happened that night in Qingyang Tower.

For such a villain. Han Mochen didn't want to use the bone fan. Therefore, he chose a more accurate and convenient way to end Wu Houde's life.

Of course, it is not a pity for the other party to die, but the scene of Hu Shijiu in a coma on Qingyang Tower made Han Mochen's heart feel a little pity.

"In a few days, you'll be here too, right?" According to the custom, on the birthday of the old lady of Hanfu, the previous restaurant shopkeeper will come to congratulate her birthday.

Han Mochen asked. It's just that he wants to change the topic, he hopes that when he is by Hu Shijiu's side, this girl can gradually forget the shadow of the day.

Hu Shijiu did not respond as heartily as before. She kept her head down. I didn't know what she was thinking, but it wasn't until a while later that she raised her head and smiled at Han Mochen and said, "Yes." ”

Her hesitation puzzled Han Mochen. However, since she personally agreed, she must not regret it.

Han Mochen turned his head a little childishly: "That day." You ......"

"Me?" Hu Shijiu had never seen Han Mochen like this, "I will go to congratulate the old lady on her birthday that day." ”

She mistakenly thought that Han Mochen was still making the final decision on whether she would go to the Han Mansion that day.

"No," Han Mochen turned around and handed the "menu" back to Hu Shijiu, "On that day, you should dress up the same as the day you opened!" ”

On the day of the opening?

Hu Shijiu was a little confused, these days, she is almost dizzy with her busyness, how do you dress up on the opening day? She couldn't think of it for a while, so she could only smile perfunctorily.

"It's a deal." Han Mochen also smiled, and Hu Shijiu found that the two dimples on his face that had not been seen for a long time actually flashed on his cheeks.

This made Hu Shijiu's heart soften suddenly, unless Han Mochen was very happy, otherwise, these two deep dimples ......

Just like the best wine in the Drunken Building, it is always stored in the wine cellar, but Han Mochen's smile is sleeping in the memory of Hu Shijiu's previous life......

In his previous life, why did he laugh like this......

Hu Shijiu thought about it, thinking about it, and an unconscious smile appeared on his face......

As the saying goes: "The wine persuasion is very golden, and the dance urges the three stacks of jade Wanting." ”

Within a few days, the birthday of the old lady of the Han Mansion came in a lively scene.

Although there were still a few hours before the old lady's birthday banquet, the back garden was already full of all kinds of maidservants at this time.

"Chunlan! You've stepped on my skirt! Under the shade of the tree, a delicate-looking maid with pink eyes and cheeks complained.

"Evening Sakura, what are you talking nonsense!" Over there, a maid wearing a light blue half-arm and a dark blue high-waisted dress replied unexpectedly, "It's obvious that Sister Xia He from the old lady just walked past you!" Don't you dare to talk about her, so you come to provoke me? ”

The girl named "Evening Sakura" heard Chunlan say something on her mind, and said "hum" Don't turn her head.

"Oh, I said aunts and grandmothers, you all hurry up!" Han Yi held a plate of grapes and waved at them, and at the same time shouted at the two family members who were climbing on the tree, "The glass lamp hits high, high!" ”

"Evening Sakura" pursed her lips disdainfully: "Just with Han Yi, a monkey, can you control us?" ”

"That's not what I said." On the ground, the two mothers-in-law who were doing the chores smiled flatteringly at the evening cherry blossoms, "You are the maid in the eldest son's room......"

The late cherry blossom pursed her lips and smiled. (To be continued.) )