In Su Qingyao's cooking room, she ignored her salivating and glowing eyes.

Qingluo put all the pot of tofu and fish soup into the soup pot and quickly fried a green vegetable.

The pickles made before were steamed and warmed, skillfully put them into the basket, and finally filled a large bowl of rice.

Holding the basket tightly, he walked out of the kitchen without squinting, ignoring the whispers of the people behind him.

"It smells so good!"

As soon as Su Qingyun came out of the wing, he shrugged his nose vigorously and said with some expectation:

"Is there any good food for noon? In the past two days, I have eaten pickles and pickles with sorghum, and I am almost throwing up!

Milk, she can finally let everyone have a good meal! ”

Su Qingyun touched his flat belly and said spiritually.

The door of the wing room adjacent to her was pushed open from the inside, and Su Qinglian's face was full of gloom.

"Stop dreaming! Take a closer look at where the smell is coming from!

It came from the basket of the broom star eating alone, the white-eyed wolf!

What we're waiting for us to eat later, it's those pickles and whole grains that will make you vomit! ”

Su Qingyun was stunned for a moment, wanted to cry without tears and looked at the smell, then tiptoed to look at the kitchen, his shoulders collapsed, and he moved back to the house in frustration.

Qingluo walked to the edge of the wing, and Su Qinglian was a few steps away from him.

"Some people just eat alone, and they don't have the upbringing of respecting the old and loving the young!

Her elders and old people all eat some coarse grains, and she has a lot of fish and meat every day, and she is not afraid that if she eats too much, the whole person will die! ”

Qingluo took out the key from her sleeve, even if she was in the house, she had to close the window and lock the door after she had been out of the house for a long time.

These other people went out to lock the house because they wanted to guard against thieves outside, but there were more than a few thieves in Su's house, so they had to guard against it.

Qingluo looked at it with a smile and said slowly: "You can say that you can laugh, if you eat some big fish and meat, you will be strangled, then you can't die eight hundred years earlier, and there is grass as tall as you in front of the grave."

How can I make it after a few meals now?

If you really die, it's you who eat too coarsely every day and are malnourished. ”

Su Qinglian was dumbfounded at first, and then she was so angry that her head was about to smoke.

Qingluo's voice was still not salty, but his beautiful face said with a sense of sincerity:

"Don't worry, if you die early, and people die like lights going out, I will not hold grudges at that time, and I will bury you well in the ground.

There can't be a coffin, but a mat is still indispensable.

I really feel like I can't live anymore one day, don't be afraid, there won't be no one to collect your body after death. ”

"Sue! Cheonnak!! ”

Qingluo lifted the slightly heavy basket full of food upwards.

"Oh, I won't tell you more, when the time comes, my umami fish soup, refreshing greens and glutinous sweet white rice will be cold!

I have to eat well, after all, your family has the same food, and if you don't live alone one day, you will go together as a family.

At that time, I was tired, and I had to take good care of my body, after all, I was thinking about you. ”

With a click, the lock was taken up, Qingluo pushed open the door, and when he entered the door, the door was closed as if he had done it thousands of times, his feet touched, and finally the door bolt was inserted.

Outside the house, Su Qinglian's angry roar was partially blocked.

Take a spoon from the cupboard and serve half a bowl of steaming fish broth.

After waiting patiently for a long time, Qingluo sat on the round stool, his chest against the table, holding the clay bowl with both hands, and taking small sips of soup.

The fish soup is umami, some fish, and then there is a smooth and tender tofu minced mixed together.

Take a breath of hot air and pick up a green vegetable, which is crisp and refreshing.

One meat and one vegetable, Qingluo ate alone, and when he heard the faint wailing sound from the courtyard, and Mrs. Su scolded her for whether she likes to eat or not, and picks and chooses.

Qingluo is even more delicious to eat.

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Leaning against the wooden box in the bedroom, there is another wooden box on the wooden box, which is divided into two layers.

On one floor, there are boxes of rouge, and on the next layer are bottles of porcelain essential oils.

Qingluo picked up his index finger, opened the wooden box, and his fingertips clicked on the upper and lower layers, and finally took out a small bottle of essential oil.

"At present, there is only this kind of peppermint essential oil, the question is whether I should contact the Li family scholar?

Or this Su family doesn't know how to be a person, borrowed the old house for half a month, and now that the owner is back, he doesn't want to say thank you.

I went, did the Su family bring in the gifts of thanks and apologies?

Isn't that my loss? ”

Qingluo shook his head, his little face full of confusion.

Glancing at the round stool next to him, Qingluo sat down slowly, his long skirt falling on the clean ground.

Qingluo held his cheek with one hand, and put the other hand on the wooden box, playing with the slightly cool porcelain bottle that was no longer than his finger.

In a moment she sat up straight and slapped her palm on the wooden box.

"The essential oil is two or three bottles, and at present, these flowers and plants don't need money, and it is not difficult to make this essential oil, that is, half a drop of spiritual spring water in it is precious.

Since this is the case, then go to the door to apologize, and then apologize for damaging people's tables.

Give this to him, and the matter will be completely overturned, and he will not owe the scholar in the future! ”

Qingluo hooked his lips and smiled, and sighed: "I am really such a good girl with clear grievances!" ”

"It's just this time, it is estimated that the Su family will be included together, but it's really a loss!"

A small murmur of dissatisfaction slowly dissipated, and the owner of the room had pushed the door open.

Holding the small porcelain vase in his hand, he left the house and strolled along the village road covered with sand and stones.

Qingluo noticed that there seemed to be more people walking around the village road, especially the young girl's house.

Even some of the little daughters-in-law had a little excitement on their faces, and their eyes glanced over the house on this village road from time to time.

"That book grew up well, and it has the reputation of being a child, but it just attracts a group of little daughters-in-law and big girls."

Qingluo looked at the girls who were all shy and shy, and commented with a smile.

But this also reminded him that this Li Tongsheng was noticed by the people in the village.

I just went to the door of the girl's house alone and gave things out in front of people, but it didn't become a "private gift".

Or go into someone's house to give things and cut off the eyes, but the gossip behind the scenes is even more powerful and inappropriate.

Qingluo doesn't care about the public's discussions, and she doesn't take the innocence of what everyone says is extremely important.

But it's not going to be idle to find something to do.

He immediately turned around and left, walked out of the village road, and reached the end of the village.

Originally, the people around the Su family's house would often gather together to chat.

But the ladies of the Su family never joined the crowd, and some even said that they were happy, and their voices were extremely loud.

The Su family would push open the door without speaking, just walked out, looking at them expressionlessly, and after doing so several times, it became more and more deserted here.

Most of the people gathered under the sun and chatted in groups.

Passing through the village road, it was lively on one side and deserted on the other.

Qingluo shook his head and sighed again that the Su family was a bit of a failure.

And then commented on himself, saying so, it's not a failure to be a man.

After all, it's been a few months, and there is no companion to talk to.

There was only one Su Qingyao in the same courtyard, and she could occasionally say a few words.

When I met with other people, whether it was those young people, elders, or girls, they all hated each other.

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