Wang Dong, a chef who has been in the Song family for 30 years, is full of embarrassment: "It's easy to make a good meal." It's unpalatable ......"

Song Tiandao said: "What's so difficult about this, if you put less oil and salt, it will naturally be unpalatable." ”

Ye Xiaotian glanced at him, is this really Song Xiaoyu's own brother?

Ye Xiaotian said: "Chef Wang, I just want you to make it a vegetarian dish, you don't have to deliberately make it unpalatable." ”

Chef Wang said happily: "Are you just cooking vegetarian dishes?" Don't need to be deliberately unpalatable? ”

Ye Xiaotian bowed his head and said, "That's right! ”

He explained to Song Tiandao: "You want her to really experience the life she is going to live." If she deliberately embarrasses her, she will only think that all this is not what she is going to experience, how to make her change her mind? ”

Ye Xiaotian smiled and said, "Habits are difficult to change. It's hard to change suddenly. If it's just a habit that suddenly changes, or it can still be tolerated, what really makes people uncomfortable is that all habits change overnight! ”

……

Song Xiaoyu looked at everything around her, wanting to cry without tears.

Wearing coarse cloth clothes, eating coarse tea and light rice, rouge gouache is gone, her favorite jewelry is gone, even the mirror is gone, she doesn't know what she looks like now. The well water was too deep, and it was difficult for her to see her appearance clearly.

It's a vegetarian dish every day, not to mention, the vegetarian dish is very delicious, and when she eats it with rice for the first time, she thinks that this point will not bother her at all. She had also eaten in the nunnery, but it was not as delicious as Chef Wang's.

But after three days, she couldn't stand it anymore. Miss Xiaoyu actually loves meat, she doesn't eat it for a day or two, she is calm. After three days of not seeing a single piece of meat foam, even if she had just finished eating, she would feel that her stomach was empty, and she was hungry for meat.

The scariest thing is loneliness. That's right, Ye Xiaotian didn't deliberately close her life. She was not treated like a prisoner. The native soldiers who patrolled around the courtyard would also answer politely if Miss Xiaoyu spoke to them.

It's just that these people speak simply, their expressions are blank, and their tone is gentle, like a group of half-dead people, what does Song Xiaoyu have to talk about with them? By her side, even the books of words that she had to relieve her boredom were copied, and only a few volumes of Buddhist scriptures were left for her.

Song Xiaoyu held the scroll. Sitting under the tree, listening to the wind and birds, I felt like I was going crazy. This is not a day that a girl under the age of ten can endure.

Ye Xiaotian has been thinking about whether to tell Song Xiaoyu the news that Tian Binfei is not dead. Tian Binfei has become crippled, and his face is ruined, even if Miss Song is still willing to accept him, the Song family will not marry their daughter to him.

However, Song Xiaoyu moved the idea of becoming a monk, although it was not because of her longing for Tian Binfei. But it was because of him. What happened between the two of them, should there be a result?

Ye Xiaotian sent someone to rush to Sizhou.

Tian Binfei did his best to assist his younger sister Tian Miaowen in Sizhou, the new head of the Tian family. Only a few core members of the Tian family knew his true identity.

Tian Binfei has become like this, and it is impossible to become the representative of the Tian family again. So the new head of the family doesn't have to worry about him taking away his position at all, so the two cooperate very tacitly.

If the four prefectures of Sizhou go their own way, it will not be a good thing for Ye Xiaotian. Unified by the Tian family, the Tian family in order to secure their rule. To re-establish the Tian clan's power, it is necessary to rely on Woniuling, which is now on it in terms of strength and fame, and the two sides can establish a good cooperative relationship.

Tian Binfei didn't care about losing his position as the head of the family. The greatest wish in his heart has always been the re-emergence of his family. Although today's Tian clan is not as brilliant as the Tian clan more than a hundred years ago, it is countless times stronger than the previous nameless.

He was very happy, willing to stay behind the scenes, and did his best to assist his cousin Tian Jiaxin until the messenger sent by Ye Xiaotian arrived.

"Song Xiaoyu?"

Tian Binfei was stunned for a moment, he was so focused on rebuilding the Tian family's foundation that he never thought of the girl who had a marriage contract with him.

At this time, the messenger talked about it, thinking of Song Xiaoyu's sackcloth and filial piety to avenge him, and thinking of the fact that this girl who is not yet in her teens is going to become a monk, and she can't help but feel a little moved in her heart.

Tian Binfei thought for a long time before he said to the messenger: "Tian is already a waste!" In Miss Song's eyes, Tian has already died, let her always think that I am dead, if you don't see each other, why should I bother her again? ”

Tian Binfei said to the messenger: "Tell Ye Tusi that there is no Tian Binfei in the world!" ”

The messenger left, and Tian Jiaxin quietly turned out behind the curtain.

Tian Jiaxin sighed softly, and just thought about the matter between Tian Binfei and Song Xiaoyu, feeling sorry for him, Tian Binfei turned his head and saw him, and immediately said with great interest: "Fourteenth brother, I have already thought of how to deal with Pingxiwei and Qinglangwei!" ”

He pushed the wheelchair, came to the sand table, and said, "You see, although Pingxiwei and Qinglangwei are set up in my Sizhou, these two guards belong to Huguang. ”

Tian Binfei said excitedly: "This is the biggest problem! The government and the guard are separated and belong to the two provinces, how do they meddle in the affairs of my state? As long as we use a little trick to create a little trouble between the governor of Guizhou and the governor of Huguang, these two guards will be useless! ”

Tian Binfei talked about his idea with great interest, and the girl who had done a lot for him never had any place in his heart. Or, only the ripple that sparked by chance when Fang had just heard about it.

……

Song Xiaoyu was tortured by Ye Xiaotian and was about to collapse.

"You call Ye Xiaotian to me, right away!"

Miss Song almost rushed out of the courtyard, one foot stepped out of the threshold, and before the danger landed, she suddenly woke up again and quickly put her foot back. Ye Xiaotian said that as long as she got out of this courtyard, she would lose.

Ye Xiaotian is here, and he will come as soon as he is called.

Song Xiaoyu, a girl who is not very good at combing her own hair, has two bun-shaped loose buns on her head, a plain face with clear soup and noodles, and dark circles under her eyes that are not well rested because of "hunger" and rough and simple pillow quilts, staring at Ye Xiaotian.

"Miss Song, is there something wrong?"

Ye Xiaotian smiled and asked like no one else.

Song Xiaoyu crossed his hands on his hips, like a teapot, and said angrily: "How long are you going to torture me?" ”

Ye Xiaotian said in surprise: "How can I call torturing you?" I'm just letting you experience the life you want, huh? ”

Ye Xiaotian raised his chin with an intoxicated face, and said in a moan-like voice: "Zen is the freedom of life, Zen is the chic of life, and Zen is the ethereal of the mind!" Attaining liberation in selflessness, purifying the body, mouth, and mind, seeking nothing, wanting nothing, having no self, nothing but nothing, emptying the mind, emptyness, and emptiness not hindering the mind, life...... That's it! ”

"Ye Xiaotian!"

Song Xiaoyu's face turned red, gritted her teeth, and said angrily: "The surname is Ye, we can settle this Liangzi!" I'll never die with you! ”

: At the beginning of the month, I sincerely ask for monthly passes and recommended tickets!.

(To be continued.) )