"Hmm...."

With a thud, Jinse's eyelashes moved, and then he slowly opened his eyes.

Maybe he wasn't quite awake yet, and yawned. He frowned, then closed his eyes again.

Breakfast is simple, steamed porridge.

It's not too difficult to make steamed buns, and the chef in the house can do it very well, plus I was tired all night yesterday. Jin Se is going to sleep in here today, and Childe doesn't care about it anyway. I simply went capricious today.

Jinse rolled over and leaned over the bed.

"Hmm...... Well? What is it? ”

What's so scary? Who stuffed the "rolling pin" into the quilt? It must be those two little naughty ones.

Jin Se didn't open his eyes, just touched his waist backwards, grabbed and pulled.

Didn't drag?

I tugged hard again.

"Hiss ......."

Jin Se's whole person was stunned for a moment.

Someone else in bed!

When I turned my head, I saw Chen Bodhi's funny appearance with bared teeth.

Only then did Jin Se react, this was not the small bed outside of him, this was Childe's bed. No wonder I always feel that something is wrong, and here's why. However, isn't he taking care of his son? How can I still take care of myself in bed? Although as the only "age-appropriate" big girl in the house, Jin Se didn't think that there would be such a day. But I didn't expect it to come so quickly, and I was completely unprepared.

Jin Se was completely stunned.

And Jinse has a problem, that is, he can't be in a hurry. In a hurry, he habitually grabbed the corner of his clothes, and Jin Se was nervous again.

"Let go, let go...... Auntie and grandmother. ”

Jin Se was awakened by Chen Bodhi's low voice, and then followed Chen Bodhi's eyes and looked down. Only then did I realize that what I caught was not a "rolling pin" at all, but a ...... Then he let go in a panic, and then the whole person shrank into the quilt. I was so ashamed that my ears were red. 、

In fact, this matter is not to blame Jinse, if you want to blame Chen Bodhi. Who made him unable to control his brother. But then again, men, they all wake up like bears in the morning. In any case, Chen Bodhi is also a healthy "Sao Year", so it is reasonable to raise the flag and salute such a reaction. What's more, there is such a beautiful woman lying beside her.

In other words, it can also be habitual, embarrassing and polite.

......

Breakfast is steamed porridge.

A family of five, plus Hachiko, a descendant of the White Wolf King, ate around a round table.

The round table and chairs were played by Chen Bodhi and the crazy old man in the past few days of vacation. In the Tang Dynasty, you had to kneel when you had a meal, and it was a separate meal system. I knelt for a long time, and my legs were numb. In addition, Chen Bodhi likes the atmosphere of sitting around the family to eat together, so he is not afraid of trouble. Not to mention, this crazy old man's good carpentry, this exquisite Taishi chair and carved large round table, Chen Bodhi is also moving.

As usual, as long as there is something to eat, the little guy and Xiao Jiu don't care about anything else.

The two villains were holding a fist-sized bun and eating all over their faces. I was in a hurry to eat, and I didn't forget to send it with goat's milk in the bowl. At this time, it is difficult to find newly produced cows. Fortunately, goat milk is also nutritious.

Relatively speaking, Xiao Wu is also a big girl in this era. So the eating phase is more than the two small Sven.

The steamed buns stuffed with leeks and eggs are Chen Bodhi's favorite. With a pot of porridge and fist-sized buns, Chen Bodhi can eat seven or eight. If you can mix it with some noodles, it would be perfect. It's a pity that the potatoes were still in the land of the South American Indian savages in this era. I don't know if I can eat it in my lifetime.

The atmosphere at today's dinner table is very weird, at least that's what Xiao Wu thinks.

If this is placed in normal times, my sister is either busy serving food and handing chopsticks to everyone, or she will serve the two little ones. But today is different, it's a little abnormal. This boy doesn't say anything about serving his own meals, and he doesn't even care about these two little ones. Xiao Jiu didn't care if he was choked by the bun just now, and he didn't care, but the son pinched his nose and gave him a mouthful of goat's milk. Again, my sister usually doesn't eat leeks, and she thinks leeks taste big. But after a while, I ate two leek-stuffed buns, and I didn't see the meat buns on the side.

Moreover, take a bite of the bun and take a look at the childe. It seems that Childe can eat, yes. Also, can you eat this bun and get on it? This blushing face, don't steal the wine of the crazy old man.

It's not normal, it's definitely not normal, there's definitely something.

When "Sherlock Holm Five" was still reasoning there, Chen Bodhi had already poured a plate of steamed buns and a pot of porridge into his stomach. Get up, wipe your mouth and pat your stomach.

"Well, you eat first, I'll go to the front yard to see our guests."

"Oh....."

Chen Bodhi said this to Jin Se, but Jin Se simply replied with an "oh", indicating that he knew, and then there was no follow-up. Even in response to Childe's words, he didn't look up, and continued to eat steamed buns with his head down. It seems that the temptation of buns is greater than that of Chen Bodhi, but the roots of these ears are becoming more and more red.

Front yard

When Chen Bodhi passed, the crazy old man, Sun Simiao, and the little monk had just finished breakfast, and the motor was busy cleaning up the table.

Although I didn't eat with Chen Bodhi, I ate the same things. That's it, the crazy old man said back and forth several times, saying that there is a difference between master and servant, and that the subordinate eats and dresses the same as the master, and that the master is going to be laughed at, not to mention that this subordinate can't stand such a great blessing. However, under Chen Bodhi's repeated insistence, he gave up. However, it is absolutely unacceptable to eat at the same table.

Sun Simiao arrived in the early hours of this morning, and the motor personally took the car to the Taoist temple to pick him up. I didn't go back in the morning, and after dinner, I began to talk about medical theory with the little monk.

Chen Bodhi didn't mind, found an empty chair and sat down. casually gossiped with the crazy old man, while waiting for the two of them to finish talking.

Halfway through, Jin Se also came over for tea, although he was still shy. It's much better than before breakfast, but he still doesn't dare to face this boy who is several years younger than himself.

"Jinse, this female doll is really good, and she has a good hand of tea. Speaking of which, except for one time in Luoyang when I was young, I have never drunk such a good tea. Approaching old age and still having this oral mouth, it is not in vain. “

The crazy old man pouted while praising Jin Se's craftsmanship. Drinking a cup of tea, shaking his head, Ba Shi is very good.

This sencha can be regarded as the quintessence of the Tang Dynasty. Sencha is made of raw tea cakes, which are ground and boiled in a kettle, and then after the tea soup is boiled, various spices such as nutmeg, fennel, star anise, lard, etc. are added...... It is very different from the black tea, green tea, and oolong tea of later generations.

Anyway, Chen Bodhi's first taste made this sencha refresh the three views, and he didn't dare to try it again. I'd rather drink plain water than try tea soup again. This made Jin Se a little depressed.

After three rounds of tea, the discussion between Sun Simiao and the little monk finally ended.