Xiang Zhu thought about Yan Qi's amount of food, and felt that the small cup of sweet soup was not enough for him to stuff his teeth, and said, "The girl said that she wanted to eat the chicken soup and small wontons you made." Said with a shy smile: "Qingyu and I also want to eat a bowl." ”

Aunt Pear has nothing to do, and she chops the stuffing with her hands and feet.

Xiang Zhu consciously stayed and burned the fire.

Here, Jiang Lingran took out a box from the kang table and put it on the table.

Yan Qi knew what was in this box, and he smiled at her.

Just now, he looked like he was going to starve to death, and he couldn't bear it now?

It's really duplicitous.

Jiang Lingran looked at him and smiled, and he was about to take away the box.

Yan Qi hurriedly snatched it back, didn't dare to tease her anymore, pinched a piece of mung bean cake and chewed it a few times, and said, "Put nectar?" ”

Jiang Lingran nodded.

In addition to making snacks for Jiang Yanle, the house will put more frosting, and the rest of the time it is mostly mixed with a small amount of frosting with most of the nectar, and the taste of the snacks made is a little light, but it is not greasy.

Yan Qi has two mouthfuls of one.

After eating a lot of dim sum, he still felt that this place was the most appetizing.

Even the palace and the life events are not as good as those in the palace.

Seeing that he had eaten most of the box of dim sum, he was a little embarrassed and said, "I'll send you a few jars of nectar another day, and they will be moldy in my house." ”

Again? Jiang Lingran was stunned, what did he mean by this that he had sent nectar before?

Yan Qi looked at her eyes and wondered, "You didn't receive it?" ”

Could it be that it was sent to the wrong place and sent to the Jiang family's big house?

No, his men aren't that stupid.

Jiang Lingran's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the corners of his lips pursed a soft smile: "I got it, I forgot if Childe didn't mention it, thank you." ”

Yan Qi looked at her silently for a moment, and said in a low voice, "Have you eaten?" ”

Jiang Lingran realized that his dullness made him suspicious, afraid that he would ask more details, and said, "After receiving it, I will send it directly to the kitchen." ”

Yan Qi's eyes sank, and he opened his mouth to say something, but he swallowed hesitantly.

The sound of rain outside the window became denser.

The candle on the lampstand in the corner of the table thundered, and the room was silent.

Jiang Lingran looked down at the tea soup, rubbed the wall of the cup slowly with his fingertips, and said: "The son acts uprightly and is willing to give, but there are some things that are not just done by ourselves, and we can't control the tongue of the world." ”

"I've experienced the most difficult days, and I don't want to repeat the mistakes of the past, I want to live innocently."

She paused as she spoke, took a sip of tea, eased the dryness in her throat and eyes, and then said: "I didn't joke with my son just now, don't come back in the future, if you are caught, you and I can't explain." ”

This was her most direct exhortation, or rejection.

The nectar must have been delivered, and if it was confiscated in the backyard, it must have been collected in the front yard.

The brother hid it from her, for what reason, she understood.

Her tone was very soft, almost murmuring, almost muffled by the raging rain, but Yan Qi could still hear it clearly.

There was a sigh in my heart, something sank.

His spine stiffened, his roar tightened, and his fingers pinching the snack lost their weight, and the mung bean cake that he had bitten half of was crushed.

Crumbs leaked through his fingers and spilled on the table.

He stared at her for a few moments, speechless.

"You." As soon as he opened his mouth, he found that his voice was astringent as if a stone mill had been rolled, he grabbed the teacup and poured a sip of tea, calmed down, and said, "You have a little confidence in me, okay?" ”

This time, Jiang Lingran was speechless.

What confidence? Was it the confidence that he would never be found when he climbed over the wall, or something else?

She didn't dare to ask deeply.

Pretending not to hear, he slowly sipped his tea.

Yan Qi saw that she didn't respond, and the slowly sinking thing in her heart sank unobstructedly, and her heart hurt.

He slowly twisted the icing on his fingertips, and his voice was soft, gentle and almost seductive: "I won't let you get hurt, you believe me, okay?" ”

Jiang Lingran looked up at him, his tone changed to light, cold and hard: "It's still the same sentence, don't come back in the future." ”

Yan Qi's focused eyes suddenly dispersed.

The heart was suffocated, and the feeling of squeezing hit all over the limbs.

He seemed to be in a little pain, but he couldn't tell what it was.

It was hard to be looked at by her gentle eyes.

Afraid that she would say something more resolute and indifferent, he stood up with some hasty hands and said, "That, I suddenly thought of something else, so I left first." ”

Before he could finish, the door was pushed open.

Xiang Zhu walked in with a food box and said with a smile: "Let Aunt Pear make chicken soup and small wontons." As he spoke, he came to the table and brought out a large basin of white glazed blue and white water from the food box.

Yan Qi wanted to say that he was not hungry, but he heard Jiang Lingran say: "There is no hurry to do things at this moment, the son will eat and then leave." ”

Xiang Zhu sensed that the atmosphere was wrong, and she was puzzled, but she didn't dare to speak with Jiang Lingran's condensed and forbearant look.

From the second floor of the food box, a small basket made of bamboo strips was brought out, and two green onion oil cakes were placed inside.

At the bottom of the food box, two plates of refreshing side dishes were served.

When the food was put on the table, she took the food box and respectfully withdrew.

Yan Qi said: "It's raining lightly now. I'm not going to stay. ”

He left the table, took two steps and paused.

He thought that if she kept him, he would not leave.

I won't leave in the future.

Jiang Lingran didn't move for a while.

Yan Qi's back became more and more stiff, and he rubbed his feet up, but he suddenly heard the sound of the clashing of dishes and chopsticks, and then the fragrance of chicken soup overflowed between his noses.

Jiang Lingran filled a bowl of wontons, pushed it to the opposite side, and said, "It's ready, son, use it and then leave." ”

Yan Qi turned around and looked at her.

Jiang Lingran was seriously setting up a pair of chopsticks.

How could Yan Qi not understand what she meant.

Her words were far more tactful than Sui Feng's, but they were more lethal than his.

When Sui Feng said it, he had 10,000 words in his head to argue with it, and he could also quickly raise the battle flag after he was sad.

He thought he would always be so strong.

It turned out that it wasn't.

Her words were enough to make him lose all his thoughts.

But now she stopped him.

Yan Qi gently hooked the corners of his lips, walked to the table, supported the table with his palms, looked at the food, and chuckled: "I have a small amount of food, I will definitely not be able to eat so much, do you want to use some more?" ”

Jiang Lingran thought about the amount of food he ate and said sincerely: "Don't be modest, childe. ”

Yan Qi: ""

I have to say that Aunt Pear's craftsmanship is good.

The wonton skin is firm and smooth, the wonton filling is springy and fragrant, and the chicken soup has a rich taste, so he drank a bowl in one go.

The oil cake had just been baked, and it was still hot, he tore a piece, his hot fingers hurt, and he quickly ate half of it with his teeth wrapped in side dishes.

In less than two quarters of an hour, the dish was dry and clean.

Jiang Lingran watched him gobble up, and wanted to ask him where he ate every day?

With his meal, he shouldn't be so thin, right?

Isn't it that you don't have three meals a day and are hungry?

But when he opened his mouth, he remembered the conversation just now, pursed his lips, and swallowed.