In the early morning of midsummer, the sky is bright, the clouds in the sky seem to be very close to the world, the sun shines from behind the clouds, inlaid with gold edges to the clouds, and piles are arranged in clusters, unlike the wisps of light clouds floating in the blue sky, as if they are plated with gold-edged porcelain, which has a dignified and gorgeous demeanor. The clouds are clearly there, and they seem to have been going through centuries, so they have a deep maturity.

The cool breeze blows in the air full of morning light, which makes people's hearts feel very comfortable. The green grass grows vigorously under the root of the wall, and the morning dew on its body is crystal clear, like pearls shining in the sun. The lotus flowers in the lotus pond also stretched their leaves, swaying in the breeze. The quiet morning is like a fairyland on earth, magnificent and strange.

In the beautiful courtyard of Jichunzhai, Su Yan held his cheeks with both hands, and stared directly at Su Chan, who was practicing one-finger meditation at the root of the wall with a pair of watery eyes, and after a while, he hummed and said:

"Third sister, don't you practice anymore, okay, a girl's family is always like this, how can you marry in the future!"

"Shut up!" After a while, Su Chan spat out two hard words from her upside-down lips.

Su Yan touched her nose in a daze, the third sister was ridiculed by the neighbors because she refused to listen to his persuasion and insisted on going her own way, saying that she was an "old girl who couldn't get married", and she didn't care at all. There is also the eldest sister, the lace news of her entanglement with King Wen has spread all over Suzhou City, and anyone who knows King Wen does not know the eldest sister, people say that they see that there is an "ugly and shameless vixen" around King Wen, and even he was ridiculed by some classmates who looked at him unpleasantly because of this. He didn't mind that someone would laugh at him, but it wasn't good for the eldest sister to do this in his opinion, and it was too unreliable to climb the noble prince with a civilian woman who had left. He hopes that the eldest sister can find an honest and reliable man in peace, and live the rest of her life peacefully, without worrying about food and clothing, peace and joy. It is possible to have a relationship with His Royal Highness King Wen without worrying about food and clothing, but peace and joy are absolutely impossible. However, the eldest sister didn't think so, her thoughts couldn't be understood by his head, and he sighed helplessly. Lying on the stone table in annoyance. There is also the second sister, the second sister has an injured hand, and even her temperament has become weird. He couldn't say it, but he always felt that as the King Chef Competition came to an end, the second sister's mood became cloudy, and she was no longer as happy and confident as before. It became anxious and dull. Occasionally, there would be a hint of confusion in those eyes, which made him very worried.

His heart became sullen, and he leaned down on the table, and let out a long sigh.

"You're annoyed." Su Chan hated to hear others sigh the most, so she rolled over and came down from the wall, wiped her forehead with a dry cloth, and said unhappily.

"Third sister," Su Yan skimmed a pair of handsome eyebrows into a figure of eight. Grunted and said, "Aren't you worried about the second sister at all?" ”

"Worried about what?" Su Chan straddled the stone bench with a golden sword. poured a cup of herbal tea, poured it in one gulp, and looked at Su Yan with a simple and rude posture.

"The second sister is in a bad mood."

"Who can be in a good mood all their lives."

"But......" Su Yan stopped talking, tilting his head to say something, but he didn't know what to say, frowning and stuck.

"Why did you come back early in the morning?" Su Chan stared at his face and asked a rare question.

"I'll be back when I'm done." Su Yan said confidently that the test papers were distributed together during the exam, and whoever finished answering first could hand in the papers and go home first, he was worried about the second sister's competition, and came back after answering the test papers in a hurry, and at this time the clerk and Ning Le were still in the examination room.

"If you're as casual as you, can you really get in?"

"Yes." Su Yan nodded.

"......" Su Chan didn't know what to say.

"It's not difficult to pass the exam, but what is difficult is what to do after the exam." Su Yan said, the more he spoke, the quieter his voice became, and then he lay on the stone table, shrunk into a rabbit, puffed out his cheeks, and had a blank expression on his face.

Su Chan looked at him with the teacup for a while and didn't speak.

Just then, a sky-blue robe came in from the backyard, passed in front of them, and walked forward without saying a word.

"Nasty ghost, my second sister's hands are injured, what can she do on stage alone, you won't stop her!" Su Yan pursed his lips and said.

Aftertaste turned his head, glanced at him, and replied stiffly: "I'll take care of her!" He twisted his head and strode away.

The corners of Su Chan and Su Yan's mouths twitched fiercely, and they looked at him in the distance dumbfounded, and after a while, Su Yan muttered in a rather incredible tone and asked:

"What's going on?"

"Let's quarrel." Su Chan raised her delicate eyebrows and said.

Su Yan thought for a while, was in a happy mood, and said heavily: "Great! "He's a typical type of trouble that his sister doesn't get married and he worries about, and he finds very annoying when he has a fixed partner.

Su Chan looked at him gloating and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

In the room, Su Xian applied a thick ointment on Su Miao's unhealed right hand, and wrapped it layer by layer with waterproof cloth, she said:

"Why bother, you must compete for the top, Pinxian Building is the old man's industry, and it is not yours, you now have Su Ji, you should no longer stubbornly remember the old man's past glory, just do what you want to do."

"It's not because of this," Su Miao was silent for a while, and said with a chuckle, "The obstacles that were not broken before suddenly stopped in front of me again, and I felt a little unwilling not to break them, as if I had escaped." ”

"It doesn't matter if you escape or break through, in the final analysis, it's still the most important thing to be happy, even if it's an escape, you can go back to live happily as usual, so what's wrong with escaping, why make yourself so tired, and quarrel with your brother because you're in a bad mood."

"How can I quarrel with him?" Su Miao asked inexplicably.

"He doesn't even want to pay attention to you, and you still say you didn't quarrel with him!" Su Xian glanced at her and said with disdain.

"I swear, I didn't quarrel with him!" Su Miao raised a hand to clarify.

Su Xian glanced at her again, too lazy to pay attention to her again. He picked up an aqua blue dress from the back of the chair and put it on her, ironed the knot, and placed a stability charm in her inner pocket, as was customary.

Su Miao walked to the dresser and sat down. Su Xian stood behind her, picked up a peach wood comb and pulled her beautiful long hair into a high bun with three or two strokes, and fixed it with a silver hairpin.

Su Miao sat in front of the dressing table, carefully observing herself in the mirror, no different from usual, but still a little different, she could feel the difference but couldn't say it. She stared intently at herself in the mirror, and she couldn't help but tilt her head. The person in the mirror also tilted his head, and at first he didn't feel anything wrong with this scene, but after a long time, he felt a trace of weirdness and wonder.

Su Xian stood behind the mirror and looked at her for a while. Suddenly he stretched out his hand. Impatiently pinched her earlobe.

Su Miao was in pain, came back to her senses from herself in the mirror, and screamed in pain.

"Let's go, it's not too early." Su Xian said angrily.

"Oh." Su Miao responded, stood up, dragged a hand that had become a little clumsy because of the thick medicine cloth, and followed her out.

The colorful summer is like a vigorous teenager, walking in a hot sun. The trees spread their verdant arms to shield themselves from the hot summer sun. Sprinkle a green shade, where the summer sun goes, there is a scorching heat, a scorching sun.

On the square in the west of the city, the colorful flags fluttered, and the spectators gathered under the stage were obviously much smaller than before, and the shouting and betting on the teahouses on both sides of the stage was not as loud as before, the reason was that Su Miao, a high-profile player in this tournament, was too unstable in her performance, and there were too many draws to make the spectators start to feel tired. Even the spectators who were just sitting felt tired, not to mention other people, although the final was short, but these soft results spread in people's hearts, and people had a sense of longevity, which indirectly led to a decline in the enthusiasm of the spectators, and the number of people who came to watch the game naturally became much less.

As soon as they came to the arena, Su Xian, Su Chan and others went directly into the audience, and when they sat down on the chair, Su Xian glanced at the aftertaste of the seat that had already been seated, and asked:

"Why did you come here by yourself?"

The aftertaste does not speak.

"What the hell are you two arguing about?" Su Xian couldn't stand it and asked.

"There was no quarrel." Aftertaste hard Bangbang briefly said.

"What's going on?" The corners of Su Xian's eyebrows twitched fiercely, and she asked more and more speechlessly.

"It's fine." The aftertaste tone is flat like a marble floor, and he said stiffly.

At that end, after Su Miao walked in from outside the fence gate, she walked straight to the stage alone, and only took two steps, a dazzling lake blue came into view, and a pool of lake water was sparkling and pleasant.

Aftertaste just glanced at it and snorted heavily from his nose.

Su Xian glanced at it, and the corners of her eyebrows twitched even more.

Tong Ran, who was like Zhi Rulan, stood in front of Su Miao, with a smile in her willow eyes, glanced at Su Miao's tightly wrapped arm that was obviously thicker than her normal arm, and asked with a smile:

"Miss Su, is the injury better?"

"It's fine." Su Miao replied briefly with two words.

Tong Ran was unimpressed by her cold attitude, and continued to ask with a smile:

"My right hand is injured, how can I play today, with my left hand?"

"yes." Su Miao replied lightly, took a step, bypassed him, and walked towards the stage.

Tong Ran smiled, turned around, looked at her back as she left, and was not in a hurry to follow, the folding fan shook gently, he looked at her calm figure, and smiled softly.

"What is Miss Su going to cook today, can she already hold a knife in her hand?" On the VIP seat, Su Xian, Su Chan, Su Yan, and Aftertaste sat in a row, collectively silent, and at this moment, a disturbing inquiry suddenly came from behind the head, because the voice was too sudden, and the pure lady who was divining the winner or loser with flowers was so frightened that she screamed and almost jumped up.

Several people looked back, Tong Changsheng and Hui Gan appeared behind them at some point, sitting quietly in the back row, both with smiling expressions.

"You two, are you here to see the fun?" Looking back on today's bad mood, and because I heard too many unfair public opinions about Su Miao along the way, my mood became even more gloomy, and when I saw these two people smiling and watching a good show, I became more and more unhappy, with a black face, and asked coldly.

"Aren't they all here to see the excitement?" Tong Changsheng and Hui Gan asked in unison, with the same expression of lack of beating.

"Chunniang, what the hell are you doing?" Lin Yanhu asked suspiciously, the pure mother who was babbling in her mouth while pulling the petals.

"I'm divining whether Sister Miao will win, Sister Miao will win, Sister Miao won't win, Sister Miao will win, Sister Miao won't win, Sister Miao will win......" At the end of the count, she blinked in surprise and stared at the last remaining petal.

Lin Yan was speechless.

"It's okay, don't worry, I still have one!" Chun Niang said, took out another flower from her pocket, and continued to tear the petals for divination.

This is simply self-deception.

The corners of Lin Yan's mouth twitched fiercely.

"Can Miss Su already hold a knife in her hand?" Tong Changsheng saw that no one paid attention to him, he was already a cheeky person, and he didn't care, and continued to ask with a smile.

"No, no, even the best Sekkisyu skin cream isn't that fast." Hui Gan waved his hand and replied with a grin.

"The injury to her right hand has not healed, even if Miss Su is on stage today, what can she do?" Tong Changsheng continued to ask with a grin.

Aftertaste stares at him coldly, but the beauty of this life looks cheap, which always makes people feel the urge to beat him.

"You can cook soup, and you don't need any knife work to cook soup, just put it in water and boil it." Hui Gan replied with a smile.

"After cooking three soups in a row, the audience has long been tired of it, you see, the number of people who came to watch the game today is half less than the previous ones."

"It's also said that if Xiao Miao'er really cooks soup in the finals, she will definitely lose." Hui Gan nodded in agreement.

"Why are you so annoying, you are all a person who has a kid, can't you be quiet?" Su Xian glanced over and slapped the knife in her eyes, and said unhappily.

Hui Gan smiled.

"Isn't there any special judging for this competition?" Chun Niang pulled the petals and suddenly remembered something and asked.

"Yes." Hui Gan replied with a smile.

"Huh?" Chun Niang opened her mouth wide in shock, she has now been psychologically shadowed by the special judges, after all, the special judges in the first three games did not wait to see Sister Miao.

"There are a lot of special judges today." Hui Gan said with a smile.

As soon as the words fell, the fence door separating the arena and the spectator seats was opened, and the twelve judges entered with serious expressions, followed by fifty people, men, women and children, dressed in different costumes, of different ages, and people from different fields gathered together, the scene was very strange. (To be continued.) )