Ai Qiaoqiao didn't expect that Luo Zisong, who was full of guests, would really come to the village to look for her.

followed the wind back to the old house, and Luo Zisong was sitting in the house talking to the Lan family.

Lan was still doing needlework.

"Mother, why did you come out?" Ai Qiaoqiao stepped forward and hugged Lan's arm.

Lan smiled, "This son is here to find your father, your father is not here, you must not accept other people's affairs at will......"

Ai Qiaoqiao smiled bitterly, "I know, mother, go back to the house and rest, I'll go to prepare dinner later." ”

Only then did Lan stand up and hand the robe in his hand to Ai Qiaoqiao, "I have made this garment, it is for ...... Who is it for......

"It's Brother Wu's." Ai Qiaoqiao smiled and took the clothes.

Lan Shi suddenly, "Oh yes, it's for Zhang Wu, you let him put it on and try it on, if it doesn't fit, I'll change it." ”

Ai Qiaoqiao pushed the nagging Lan back to the house, turned around and breathed a sigh of relief.

This time, the Lan family finally didn't treat Luo Gongzi as her father anymore.

Luo Zisong sat on the chair, with a straight posture, and slowly drank tea.

Ai Qiaoqiao peeked at his expression and saw that he didn't pay attention to Lan's nonsense just now.

"If Luo Gongzi has something to send someone to say in advance, why did he come here in person." Ai Qiaoqiao carried the teapot to help him refill the water.

Luo Zisong shook his head and moved the teacup away.

"Countrymen, we don't have the habit of drinking tea, this tea may not suit your taste." Ai Qiaoqiao said with a smile.

Except for the night departure, there is really no one here who is used to drinking tea.

"Don't bother." Luo Zisong smiled slightly, "I came to discuss with you about my grandmother's birthday vegetarian fasting." ”

Ai Qiaoqiao turned her head to look at the sky outside the window.

I tossed around in Lao Ai's house for a while just now, and it was going to be dark.

Luo Gongzi is now here to discuss with her about vegetarian food, isn't it always during the day to discuss things? Look at what he means...... Do you want to stay in Xiaofang Village at night......

"Young Master Luo, you haven't had dinner yet, have you?" Ai Qiaoqiao asked tentatively.

"Does Miss Qiaoqiao want to keep me here for dinner?" Luo Zisong pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled lightly.

"Uh......" Ai Qiaoqiao felt as if she had set herself a trick on herself, and she didn't ask if she knew her.

Those who come are guests, and she can't kick them out.

"If Luo Gongzi doesn't dislike it, he will stay here for dinner." Ai Qiaoqiao had no choice but to go down the slope to the donkey.

Luo Zisong nodded.

Ai Qiaoqiao went to the kitchen.

There are guests there, and she can no longer make a home-cooked meal of steamed porridge.

After cutting some pork, she chopped the pork into minced meat, then added rice wine, various spices, and finally added some homemade batter.

"Is this making minced meat?" A male voice suddenly came from behind her, startling her.

Turning his head, he saw Luo Zisong standing at the door with his shoulders crossed, staring at her seriously.

"If Luo Gongzi is bored, he can go around." Ai Qiaoqiao said apologetically.

There were guests at home, but the Lan family couldn't entertain them, and she was a person who left the night to listen to the wind and rain, so she couldn't tell them to do things.

"It's okay, you're busy." Luo Zisong had no intention of leaving.

Ai Qiaoqiao could only continue to be busy with the work at hand.

She made the meat filling into balls, added some oil to the pot, fried it until golden brown and took it out, cut the cucumber and carrot into slices, put them in boiling water and picked them up, and began to fry the chopped green onion and ginger.

Luo Zisong watched Ai Qiaoqiao's skillful movements, and his brows gradually relaxed.

Although this kind of woman does not add incense to her red sleeves and burn incense to paint, she can make delicious food in her hands.

He thought about the words that his father told him before he came, and he felt that if he married such a country girl, he would inevitably feel a little wronged, but now it seems that it is not a big problem.

Luo Zisong quietly set his eyes on Ai Qiaoqiao's face.

Ai Qiaoqiao's appearance followed Lan's, her teeth were white and her lips were red, Luo Zisong looked at it for a while, and it happened that Ai Qiaoqiao turned around, and the two of them met with each other.

Luo Zisong was a little embarrassed, but Ai Qiaoqiao smiled at him indifferently, and continued to be busy putting the meatballs into the pot, adding carrots and cucumber slices and stir-frying.

Luo Zisong's expression stiffened slightly.

It's always women who are embarrassed when this happens.

Why can't he see any uneasiness or shyness in Ai Qiaoqiao's body at all?

Ai Qiaoqiao poured the mixed slurry into the pot and thickened it out of the pot.

The thick meatballs are wrapped in a thick broth, and just smelling them makes your appetite warm.

"It's a pity that I don't know what flavor Luo Gongzi likes, and I can make vinegar balls." As long as she stands in front of the pot, Ai Qiaoqiao is extremely confident.

She picked up a ball with chopsticks, "Do you want to taste it?" ”

As soon as she raised her hand, she suddenly froze there.

The raised hand fell again, and handed the chopsticks to Luo Zisong.

Luo Zisong took the chopsticks in surprise.

Seeing Ai Qiaoqiao like that just now, she obviously wanted to give him the food to taste, but in a blink of an eye, she became reserved again.

Ai Qiaoqiao took some tofu from the water tank, sprinkled the batter on it, and oiled the tofu to make scorched tofu.

At dinner, I listened to the wind and rain and came to help and put the table.

Luo Zisong thought that Ai Qiaoqiao was the only one here, her and the Lan family, but he didn't expect to find out that there was a middle-aged man dressed as a groom at the same table.

"He's the Night God Doctor, and he's a groom left here." Ai Qiaoqiao explained, "If the son is not used to it, it is better to go to the upper room to eat, and I will send you a separate one." ”

The implication is to let him eat alone.

Luo Zisong shook his head, "No need, just be here." ”

Everyone sat around, and Ai Qiaoqiao helped Lan's with vegetables from time to time.

Listen to the wind and rain, hold the bowl and talk non-stop.

Luo Zisong had never eaten in such an environment, so noisy...... There are no rules at all.

It seems that if you really marry her, you will have to train more in the future.

Luo Zisong thought so in his heart, and a pair of chopsticks suddenly appeared in front of him, "Luo Gongzi taste this." Ai Qiaoqiao put half a boiled egg into his bowl.

Luo Zisong was stunned.

This egg looks ...... It's really ...... It's so unappetizing.

Dark brown eggs, as if they had fallen into a soy sauce bowl and soaked.

"It's a boiled egg." Ai Qiaoqiao said, "I made it myself." ”

Luo Zisong wanted to throw the half egg out of the bowl, but everyone around him looked up at him.

"Master Luo, you eat."

"The braised eggs made by Miss Qiaoqiao are very delicious."

Luo Zisong picked up the braised egg with chopsticks with difficulty and put it in his mouth.

The slightly salty taste, with a thick sauce aroma, the eggs are still very chewy, and the yolk is very fragrant.

Seeing Luo Zisong's eyes wide open and his surprised expression, everyone laughed.

"It's delicious."

"Yes, that's the expression, I listened to the rain like this when I heard it......"

"I didn't!" Listen to the rain unwillingly scream.

"Yes, your eyeballs almost fell into the bowl." Listen to the wind and laugh.

Luo Zisong slowly sent the food to his mouth, for no reason, he actually felt that it would be good if there was such a lively scene in the back house.