The sky was still at the junction of dusk, and after a simple grooming, Qishi found rice in the stove, crushed it, and began to boil rice porridge.

This series of movements completely follows the body's natural response, and Kiyo begins to try to let go of the body's memory to do something.

For example, the life skills of the ancients, she couldn't figure it out at all, thanks to the help of the subconscious.

After Zheng Suo took over last night, she went back to her room to rest, but she didn't rest well. Mengrong shared a room with her, and had a nightmare in the middle of the night, but let Qishi be comforted from time to time before she could sleep peacefully.

By the time the rice fragrance wafted out of the crockpot, Sun Shao had already returned from morning exercise.

He saw Qishi's gray face, and the tips of his hair were still stained with morning dew, but he frowned and said, "Do you really only boil rice porridge and don't even mix a side dish?" ”

Qi Shi was expressionless, and said: "Childe, I said something last night, if Childe thinks the food is vulgar, then please ask Mengrong to be responsible." ”

"No, it's still you." Sun Shao dropped this sentence and went to fetch water to wash.

What kind of attitude is this? Qi Shi was angry, and casually added two more firewood to the stove.

Wait for the porridge to be slightly cool, and the sky is slightly bright.

The bamboo curtain in the front hall had been rolled up, and Qi Shi knelt beside the dining table, serving porridge for Sun Shao with a wooden spoon.

"Tsk! Can scorch the white porridge, are you really here to be a maid? ”

Don't look at Sun Shao's long legs and long body, but the action of drinking porridge is extremely gentle. He held the bowl, blew the hot air gently, and ate it carefully.

Qi Shi didn't agree, saw a bowl of residual wine on the desk, moved over, and was about to take it and splash it.

"Don't move, I haven't tasted it yet."

"Huh?"

"Do you know this wine?"

Qishi lowered his head and smelled it, the residual wine was shallow, and the aftertaste was still there. There is a ...... The fragrance of peach blossoms is mixed with a hint of sweetness.

"This wine is called Taolixiang, and there is a winery in Huiji County, called Thirteen and a Half Miles, which specializes in producing this kind of sweet wine with shallow strength. When I went with my father when I was a child, I secretly tasted it. “

Sun Shao put down the bowl, took out a small wine bottle from his side, and put it on top of the rice table.

Qishi was distracted, and only felt that the smell of wine was intoxicating, which must be related to some of his good memories.

Seeing that Qishi was puzzled, Sun Shao hurriedly said: "Let you prepare breakfast, in fact, I have something to ask you." You can't get drunk with this kind of wine, and you poured it under the peach tree yesterday, and this bottle of wine was thrown next to you, have you forgotten it? ”

"Huh?"

"You didn't have a heartbeat then, because you drank poisoned wine! So you have to tell me what happened up to that point! ”

The situation that Qi Shi feared the most still appeared, her memory was not only fragmented, but also a large blank space.

But the more she recalled, the more confusing the memory became, and Kiyo felt a severe headache. The bowl fell to the straw mat, and her body staggered, almost suffocating.

Between the lightning and flint, Sun Shao held her. Qi Shi grabbed Sun Shao's sleeve with his hand, gasping for breath, sweat flowing from his forehead and seeping into his eyes.

"Well, you can step aside." Sun Shao said disappointedly, he stood up and returned to his place.

Qi Shi wiped the sweat with his cuffs, stood up with difficulty, and walked out lightly. She knew that she must be embarrassed at the moment, and she began to hate this state.

"Alas, you're too much like a person, too much like you." Behind the scenes, Sun Shao sent this sentence.

Qi Shi has no intention of guessing the meaning of this sentence, who am I like? I don't even know who it is.

"Ashi, are you feeling unwell?" Mengrong carefully cleaned her face, scattered her hair, and was combing it with a grate.

Qishi nodded, scooped out a scoop of water from the bucket, and washed his face indifferently. After coming out of the antechamber, she met Mengrong who got up next to the well.

It is undeniable that Mengrong is a beauty. She was born with a beautiful appearance, beautiful eyes with charm, and a slim posture, at this time, like a hibiscus out of the water, even more beautiful.

Mengrong looked at Qishi and saw that her face was pale and her spirit was sluggish, and she couldn't help but put her mind at ease.

She already had the intention of competing for favor, and she was like a great enemy yesterday. Looking at it now, it is absolutely impossible for Childe to love Qishi.

Although she is a concubine, she has also enjoyed a few years of wealth. I know a little bit about this qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, and I also know everything about female celebrity cooking.

At first glance, this Qishi is from a small family, how can it be compared with her?

After washing, Zheng Chunniang beckoned them to change their dresses. The people of Sun Mansion are not happy, but it doesn't mean that there are no scenes to deal with.

Mengrong picked it first, wearing a light pink silk brocade dress, and then a silver crested hairpin. She was originally from a large family, and at this time, she washed all the dust, and Fang Xian was bright and moving, which was extremely standard.

Zheng Chunniang is also bright-eyed, she regards her son as her own, and the so-called equipping with maids is paving the way for future marriage. When she saw Mengrong's demeanor, she was happy in her heart, and she was more sure of her choice.

Qishi wore plain clothes, touched a silver flute with his hand, and inserted it in his hair, but it was also beautiful and beautiful, and his temperament was refined.

For some reason, Zheng Chunniang suddenly sighed from the bottom of her heart. On the day of his daughter's gift, he complained that he made her dress too plain. At that time, the family lived in the Huiji Mountains with their son, and there was nowhere to raise fashionable clothes.

Zheng Chunniang learned that Gongzi only ate rice porridge in the morning, so she said: "Ah Shi, there is a basket on the table in the outhouse, and there are some copper coins in it, you go and buy some green vegetables, and then buy a chicken." ”

Qishi nodded silently and was about to go out. Zheng Chunniang called out to her: "I just made rice cakes, and they are on the stove, you cut them and bring them." Don't be stupid, you will be cheated when you buy groceries! ”

Jian'an County is located in the south of Huiji County, which has been harassed by Shanyue in recent years, and Jiangdong has continuously sent important ministers to encircle and suppress.

After the situation stabilized, the surrounding mountain people came to this Jian'an County to trade, and exchanged mountain goods such as fungus and mushrooms for cloth, salt and sugar and other daily necessities.

Today coincides with the big gathering in Jian'an County, which is bustling and lively.

Qishi cheered up, looked at the variety, picked the quality, and killed the price when buying, and did it handily. When the green vegetables fill the bamboo basket, there is still some surplus copper coins.

Suddenly, in the shuttle crowd, Qishi felt anxious about being watched. Her heart was gripped with tension, and she couldn't tell where the gaze was coming from.

A soft hand took her, and a sweet and familiar voice said in her ear: "Ah Shi, come with me." ”

The woman exhaled and stirred the sideburns in her ears, making her earlobes itch.

Soon, she was dragged into a hidden alley.

The woman in front of her has a pair of charming eyes, and her eye waves seem to have infinite style, with a graceful posture, exuding a mature temperament that is completely different from Mengrong.

Seeing this face, Qi Shi accurately searched for a person from the memory fragments: the foot trainer, who was taken in by the division with her and grew up with her partner.

There are still ...... in memory A young man who was called Mr. by himself and by his trainer. His appearance is no longer clear, but he only remembers his daily clothes.

Heroic, lupine scarf, talking and laughing......