Then she waited for a while, but Miao Cuihua didn't wait for the beggar, but waited for the carriage to come.

A small carriage stopped at the mouth of the alley, although it is a simple car, and the common blue coarse cloth is also surrounded by the head, but at a glance, you can know that the people sitting here are not simple.

Nonsense, the casual driver of the car is wearing clothes that ordinary people can't afford to wear, obviously the people in the car want to hide it in a low-key way.

After the carriage stopped, a young man came down from the taxi, although his clothes were not gorgeous, but he knew that it was not an ordinary thing by looking at the clothes, not to mention the texture of the jade pendant to be hung.

Tsk, Sister Lan wanted to talk about the carriage yesterday, I'm afraid it can't be separated from this.

Miao Cuihua looked at the young man with interest.

It looks like he should be between seventeen or eighteen years old, and he doesn't look outstanding, but Sven is delicate, and he is far from being comparable to a peddler and a pawn.

Seeing Miao Cuihua standing at the door, guarding a wooden barrel, the young man was also a little surprised, but he still smiled at Miao Cuihua very politely, and then bypassed Miao Cuihua and entered the door.

Well, rich, good-looking, so polite, and top-class. Smash it, smash it, Miao Cuihua couldn't help but glance inside. Sure enough, the young man walked straight to the house where Sister Lan and Aunt Su lived, and it was obviously not the first time to look at this familiar posture.

I remember that Sister Lan said the word "Wu" the fastest at that time, this son can't be surnamed Wu, right?

Regarding this, Miao Cuihua really guessed correctly, this son is really surnamed Wu, and he is the youngest grandson of Wu Guogong.

Wu Qi walked in the door, and as soon as he entered, he smelled a fragrance, which smelled similar to the porridge in the wooden barrel guarded by the girl in front of the door.

"Lan'er, I haven't seen you for a few days, and you have cooked."

Sister Lan was pouting at the half-pot porridge, and when she heard the voice behind her, a smile immediately appeared on her face: "You're here, I thought you were too busy to come these days." Saying that, she hurriedly took a few steps forward, took Wu Qi's hand to the side and sat down, and said quickly, "I wanted to practice well, and when you came, I showed my hand, but I didn't expect you to come today, but I didn't have any preparation." ”

Aunt Su in the back room heard the movement outside, and hurriedly came out, with a smile on her face: "Wu Gongzi came by coincidence, take a break, I'll go make tea." ”

Wu Qi hurriedly waved his hand: "Don't bother, I'm not thirsty, didn't I say it, you are an elder, we don't have to be so restrained." After speaking, he glanced at Sister Lan with a smile.

Sister Lan glanced at Wu Qi with disgust, and then slowly lowered her head, but the flush on her cheeks was already reflected in Wu Qi's eyes, and her shy and pretty appearance made him not feel itchy.

In this regard, Aunt Su was very interested, walked out with a smile, and said, "That...... Wu Gongzi will sit down first, and I will go out to do some work. It was close to noon, and the meals were ready-made. By the time she said the last few words, she was already out the door.

The room suddenly fell silent, and the aroma of the porridge in the pot echoed warmly, stirring Wu Qi's heart soft.

"You said you hadn't cooked before, why are you cooking now?" Gently holding the pair of white hands, Wu Qi breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, there are no burns and scratches." "Lan'er cooks, I'm afraid it's also for him, how fortunate he is.

"I ......" Sister Lan opened her mouth, swallowed back the words that were about to rush out, withdrew her hand with a smile, and glanced at Wu Qi, "Why do you say I?" In order to cook such a pot of porridge, I tried many times, and finally made it delicious, and it happened that someone happened to follow the taste to find it. You haven't seen how many times I've done it, and I'm reluctant to spoil it, so I have to ask a little girl to help me guard the door, and give it to people when I see the beggars passing by, and save the food wasted. ”

Hearing this, Wu Qi's heart couldn't help but soften, and he couldn't help but praise: "You are too serious, where do you need such trouble, everything that comes from your hands is naturally delicious." "How many of those ladies are willing to wash their hands and make soup, how many are willing to work so hard for him, and how many are willing to be so kind and thrifty? Lan'er is so rare.

"You like to talk about some rhetoric, what delicacies have you never tasted on weekdays? If what I do is not palatable, I may laugh at me. Sister Lan said, her eyes fell on the still steaming pot, and she couldn't help but turn her head and pout.

It's a pity that the pot can't be labeled and barcoded, and it's someone's thing on whose table.

Miao Cuihua couldn't hear the flirting and scolding in other people's houses, and she finally waited for the main owner she was waiting for.

"Thank you, girl, such a half bucket of porridge is enough for us to eat a full meal at one time. The lame beggar brought a few young beggars, watching them pour porridge into a broken jar he brought, he nodded reassuringly, and grinned at Miao Cuihua, "We have all written down the kindness of the girl, and if we can use our place in the future, the girl will open her mouth and order." ”

See, it's always a good idea to get married. Miao Cuihua nodded with a smile: "Don't worry, I will definitely not be polite to you." I'm going to make some food for a living, and now I'm practicing, so I guess I'll often make more leftover porridge and rice in the future. To tell you the truth, don't be angry, I'm going to sell the newly made ones, I can't give them to you, but my brother and I will definitely not be able to eat the rest, and I'm not willing to throw them all away, if you don't dislike it, I'll give it to you. But rest assured, I will never give you dirty and rancid food. ”

Hearing this, several people were overjoyed and said again and again "I don't dislike it".

They run around the streets all day long, hungry and full, do they care if the food in the bowl is freshly made or leftovers?

To be honest, Miao Cuihua was a little uncomfortable, wondering if she was insulting these beggars like this. But when she thought about it, did she want to save the face of the beggars, so even if they froze to death and starved to death, she would also dump the leftovers into the garbage heap.

Shaking the empty barrel, she stretched, and when she went back, she saw Miao Cuifeng sitting on a stool at the door sulking, and couldn't help but ask in surprise: "What's the matter, who provoked you?" Thinking about the fact that she had just asked Miao Cuifeng to send the bean foam to Aunt Su and Sister Lan, she frowned and asked in a low voice, "What, what did Aunt Su say about you?" Or Sister Lan, she said you? ”

Miao Cuifeng looked up at Miao Cuihua, then at the empty bucket, flattened his mouth and didn't say anything.

"What the hell is going on?" Miao Cuihua is a little anxious, Cuifeng is only ten years old, and now is an important period for the cultivation of three views, she can't let this kid have any shadow because of one or two sentences from others.

"It's nothing, it's just that I can't memorize the book, and I'm annoyed that I'm not angry." Miao Cuifeng shook his head, forget it, my sister is kind, and I am tired all morning, so I won't tell my sister about the mess. Hmph, sooner or later, he will have to get it back.

This kid has an unforgettable magic skill, and he works hard, can he endorse and memorize it? Miao Cuihua rolled her eyes and said directly: "If you don't tell me, I'll ask Aunt Su." Seeing that Miao Cuifeng still didn't speak, she immediately got up and wanted to leave.

Seeing this, Miao Cuifeng hurriedly stretched out his hand and grabbed Miao Cuihua, lowered his head and muttered, "It's nothing...... It was Sister Lan who said that we should treat her as a beggar and give her food. ”

Miao Cuihua's face suddenly lengthened, Damn, I won't give you what I did badly, and I gave you the most successful pot of porridge and sent it wrong. Grinding her teeth, she snorted: "She dislikes our food, why didn't she send it back?" ”

"She didn't tell me in person, I only heard her tell her mother when I came out." Miao Cuifeng shook his head, threw himself into Miao Cuihua's arms, and whispered, "Sister, don't be angry, we won't send food to her family in the future." ”

Can Miao Cuihua not be angry, Cuifeng has come out and can still hear Sister Lan talking to Aunt Su, that words were deliberately said to Cuifeng, is it interesting for a child who has no malice to be so yin and yang?

"Our pot is still in her house, isn't it? You eat first, and I'll get our pot. "Meow, the language art master, it's not your patent. Since you don't accept my favor, then I don't need to cultivate a relationship with you in the future.