Hongqing saw Fuchayue again on an afternoon about a month later.

Thinking back to Hongqing, who was in the scene that day, he doesn't really remember what kind of weather it was that day. Because for Hongqing at that time, in fact, every day was almost the same, and there was nothing that made him remember anything or anything in particular.

But... Later, according to Fuchayue's words, it was a cool afternoon. The capital, which had been hot for many days, was much cooler in the afternoon of that day. The clouds are a little thick, but they don't look like they're going to rain.

Fuchayue was carrying a snack in her hand and was coming over to find Fucha Fu Qing. Although the Fucha family's tutor is strict, the girl's family can still go out once or twice a month. Especially when it comes to picking up my brother, it's actually okay, it's nothing.

"Hongqing?" Fuchayue had seen Hongqing once, and at this time he naturally recognized it at once, looked around, and didn't see Fucha Fu Qing's figure, so he asked, "Where is my brother?" It's time to go down. ”

Fucha Fu Qing is really not a very diligent person. In the past, although he did things seriously when he should have worked, as long as it was time to go down, he basically wouldn't stay longer.

Of course, Fucha Fu Qing is not a fool. The things that should be done every day are naturally done.

"I don't know, I was still here just now, I said I was going to get something and walked away, but I haven't come back yet." Hongqing glanced at it, pointed to the chair in front of him, and said, "You sit down, he should be back soon." ”

Fucha Yue saw that there were no more people around, so he simply sat down. It seemed to be his brother's desk, with something a little cluttered on it. There were also some official documents, which his brother had handled, and they were neatly set aside.

"Hongqing, aren't you going back?" Fu Chayue glanced at the sky outside the window and said, "At this hour, I can almost go back and have dinner." My brother always complains that the food here is not delicious, and he goes back early every day to eat. ”

"He's a glutton!" Hongqing commented on this, and added: "However, the things in the household department are really not delicious. ”

Not to mention that it is compared with the chefs in the Prince's Mansion, even the ordinary wine shops outside are inferior. Hongqing eats here at noon every day, can't it all taste the same as chewing wax!

"It's really..."When Fu Chayue heard this, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "I still want to bring food to my brother." It's a pity that the family is strictly controlled, and you can't go out at any time. ”

"Do you still make food?" Hongqing was a little surprised, so she looked up at Fu Chayue and said, "I don't know how to do it, she only makes dim sum , but the dim sum she makes is extremely delicious, and I like it very much." ”

"I just make simple side dishes." Fuchayue said: "That's just sometimes when I'm bored. I don't want to just embroider or something every day, how boring it is. ”

"Everybody comes here like this, but I don't want to live this kind of routine life. Although it is said that everyone is not good at cooking, but in fact... I like it, it's something I'm interested in, and I'm willing to do it. ”

Hongqing listened to Fu Chayue's words, but he was happy all of a sudden. That's right, it's really boring to live a step-by-step life. Sometimes, it's interesting to have a little more innovation in life. Fire Book Bar

Hongqing, who looked at the official document for a while, felt that his eyes were a little tired. When I looked at it in a blink of an eye, I found that when Fuchayue came, he was still carrying a small wooden box in his hand.

This kind of wooden box is too familiar to Hongqing, isn't it just the ordinary kind of food box? In the past, in the palace, his mother liked to use this kind of box to hold freshly made snacks for their children.

"This is a snack for Fu Qing?" Hongqing was also hungry at the moment, thinking that it would take some time to go back, so she licked her face and asked, "Can I eat some too?" That guy doesn't know when he'll be back. ”

"Maybe when I went out, I saw something delicious somewhere, and I bought it and ate it. In order not to waste..."

When Fu Chayue heard this, he couldn't help but want to roll his eyes at Hongqing, and said, "Even if my brother eats, after seeing that I brought something to him, he will definitely still eat!" ”

This Hongqing, who looks smart and serious, how can he find a reason for eating dim sum, which makes people sound so... Uncomfortable?

"Yes, yes, you're right." Hongqing shook her head, feeling that the girl's family was really the same as she thought, why did she suddenly get angry, it was really hard to figure out.

"That..."Hongqing thought about it again and again, but decided to carry on the cheekiness she had always had since she was a child, and asked, "Then can I eat it?" You gave me a snack, can I take you to the garden to play? ”

Hongqing said, pointed outside, and said, "I raised a cricket, but it's amazing, let it perform for you later?" ”

Fu Chayue's face was still tense, but at this time, it was a little tense. Hongqing is really the same person as my brother said, it's a mess...

"Okay, okay." Fu Chayue smiled, opened the food box, and there were two plates of very delicate dim sum in it, and said: "This is osmanthus, this is milky." It's all sweet, and I don't know about you..."

Before he finished speaking, Hongqing had already taken a piece of milky white cake and stuffed it into his mouth. In the mouth, it has a rich milk flavor, but it is not very greasy. In the past, most of the dim sum made by Wanwan was also sweet.

"Not bad." Hongqing was very pleading and said, "Your skills in making dim sum are good. If my mother is here, the two of you will definitely have a lot of common topics, and she is also very good at making snacks. ”

After listening to it, Fu Chayue couldn't help but imagine what it would be like for a moment to stand with Hongqing's Eniang and discuss making dim sum. Then, Hongqing was on the sidelines, waiting for a snack.

Such a picture, I don't know why, no matter how Fu Chayue thinks, how does he feel that something is weird, and there is a very disobedient feeling. She... It's not like you can go to the prince's mansion casually...

Hongqing didn't eat too many snacks. I'm going to go back to dinner later, and I don't know if I made braised pork tonight. He still has to keep his stomach, it's okay if he doesn't make braised pork, or if he makes roast chicken.

"Didn't you say you wanted to show me that cricket you raised? Where? Fucha Yue saw that Hongqing was "full of wine and food", and couldn't help but start urging.