Qiuqiu took out the other things in the Qiankun bag very dogged, honored his parents and flattered his younger siblings.

If these are pick-up things, then Qiuqiu will definitely feel uneasy when they use them. But this is my own heritage, and there is no psychological burden at all to use it.

What kind of psychological burden does it take to use your own things?

Among them, there are good teas, and if you want to put aside the tea leaves of ordinary people, let alone more than a hundred years, even if you put it for more than a year, the taste is far worse than fresh tea. But this tea is placed in a Qiankun bag, and it has been a lifetime, and it is still fragrant when you take it out.

Qiuqiu made a pot of good tea for Xiucai, and brought it to Xiucai.

She stood at the door of the study and called, "Dad." ”

Xiucai glanced up at her, nodded, and Qiuqiu walked into the house.

"Lord Baifeng is gone?"

"Well, it's gone."

It's one thing to have a place to live at home, but more importantly, it's not polite to stay at home like this.

"Dad, try the tea I made."

She put down the tea tray, and the people also took advantage of the situation.

"Dad, what do you think about this?"

When she said this, Qiuqiu suddenly remembered the famous saying: Yuanfang, what do you think?

Xiucai picked up the tea and smelled the tea first, and then took a shallow sip, it seemed that he was not affected by today's events, and was still as calm and relaxed as before.

"Dad, you're talking."

Xiucai glanced at her: "Are you trying to ask me if I hate him?" ”

Qiuqiu nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

"It doesn't matter what I think of him, what matters is how you think of him."

Xiucai only said this sentence and ignored her again.

Qiuqiu pestered for a long time without results, so she could only leave unhappy.

The younger brother probed at the door of the house and whispered, "Sister, eldest sister." ”

Qiuqiu turned her head to look at him: "What are you doing?" ”

"Come here."

Qiuqiu walked over, and the younger brother dragged her into the house and closed the door.

"Come, let's have supper."

Qiuqiu saw that there were already two bowls on the table, and they were covered with small plates to keep warm.

"Where did it come from?"

"I did."

"You?" In Qiuqiu's impression, where will the little brother cook food? There's no man in the kitchen these days.

"Sometimes I just get hungry at night." The younger brother is also a little aggrieved, he is either gluttonous, or he has been hungry for the past two years. After eating breakfast, I was hungry, so hungry that I couldn't read a book. At night, too, after a short time of dinner, he was hungry again before he went to bed, and he couldn't sleep when he was hungry, so he had to look for something to eat.

There are leftovers at home, and it's okay when it's a snack, and you can always fill your stomach. When he didn't, he didn't want to let the talented lady go to the trouble of making food for him. At the beginning, it was to burn a bud rice, bake a steamed bun and the like, and then gradually there were more things to make, which is called practice makes perfect.

Qiuqiu is also a person from the past, when the younger brother is growing up now, he has a lot of mental energy to study all day long, and a candle burns at both ends, and if he doesn't replenish it, of course he can't bear it.

"What did you do?" Qiuqiu smiled and said, "I didn't expect that I would be able to eat my brother's cooking today." ”

"I make noodles." The younger brother said, "There is leftover minced meat and pickled cabbage in it." ”

He lifted the plate on the top of the bowl, and the color of the noodles was liking, the minced meat was red, the noodles were wheat pink, and the pickled cabbage and small greens were spread on the top, red, green and white, and it was not something that a novice could make.

There is the aroma of minced meat in the noodles, and the sour and fragrant smell of pickled cabbage, although Qiuqiu is not hungry, he is also aroused.

The color and fragrance are there, Qiuqiu tasted a bite of noodles, and the taste was unexpectedly good, sour and delicious, and the noodles were also chewy.

"You rolled the noodles too?"

"No, sister, you forgot, you used to make that kind of noodles that were not rolled out when you were at home, and when they were ready, they were dried and put away, and when you wanted to eat them, you just took them out and cooked them."

Qiuqiu really forgot.

At that time, she saw that every time she wanted to eat noodles, she had to roll out the noodles and cut them into shreds, which was too troublesome, and if she could give the instant noodles to the butterflies, it would save a lot of effort.

I didn't get instant noodles, but I can still have dry noodles. Do more at a time, dry and store it properly, and sometimes take it out and cook it in the morning.

After she left, Xiucai Niangzi still often made some of these noodles for preparation, and the younger brother is cooking such noodles now.

The siblings met and ate noodles.

The pickled cabbage is sour and spicy, and it makes people sweat on their heads.

Qiuqiu was about to get up and pour water to drink, when the door rang and the little sister came.

"Okay, you two secretly eat good things and don't call me."

The younger brother is not afraid of this second sister: "Second sister, didn't you say last time that you were going to Bigu?" Then what kind of fireworks do you enjoy? ”

The little sister's face was flat: "Okay, you, is there anything else?" Serve me a bowl. ”

"Yes, yes." The younger brother obediently went to serve her a bowl of noodles, and poured some balsamic vinegar soaked in garlic paste and brought it over.

So now it's three people secretly eating noodles.

Qiuqiu turned her head to look at her sister on the left, and then at her brother on the right.

The three of them sat and ate together as if the separation had never happened.

This is the time to eat, and as for other troubles and complicated things, I'll leave them until tomorrow.

As soon as the stomach is full, the volume of the stomach becomes larger, as if the troubles are squeezed into smaller and disappearing. Qiuqiu rubbed her stomach, she hadn't eaten so full for a long time, not to mention that the pickled cabbage was so spicy, the corners of her mouth were hot, and her head was full of sweat.

The little sister is the same, her lips and little face are red, her eyes are watery, and she is also wiping her sweat and mouth with a handkerchief.

Someone once said that chili peppers are like love, which makes people love and hate...... People who eat chili peppers also look like people in love, their lips are swollen like kisses, their faces are blushing, and there are tears in their eyes.

Qiuqiu's thoughts ran wildly all the way astray, and the eight horses couldn't pull back.

I didn't serve pickled cabbage on the dinner table today, otherwise, Shi'er would have been able to taste their secret spicy pickled cabbage.

I wonder if he will be so hot that his eyes are full of tears and his cheeks are red...... Belch......

Why don't you give him a bowl of pickled cabbage to eat?

Qiuqiu used to live in the same room with her little sister when she was at home, but when her little sister left, she lived in this house alone. As a result, after a few years of separation, the two sisters slept in the same bed again.

The sisters were originally estranged, but after eating noodles together, the relationship unconsciously became much more harmonious.

The sisters lay down and blew out the light, the bed was not too narrow, and each of them had a pillow. The pillow was embroidered with pale pink lotus flowers, and the moonlight shone on the window paper, reflecting a little white glow.

None of them were asleep.

"Sister."

"Huh?"

"I think you were right last time." Xiaomei said softly: "In the past, when I was practicing, Master always asked me to abandon my thoughts, and usually always told me not to think about the people at home, saying that being amorous and thinking would affect my entry. The last time we separated, after I went back, I didn't deliberately forget everything and didn't think about it, as Master said, I also thought about it, and from time to time I thought of my family and my relatives. But what I found was not much affected by the entry, or even ...... It's bigger and faster than moving forward. ”

Qiuqiu turned her head: "Really? ”

"Yes." The little sister nodded, with a little doubt on her face: "Recently, I have started to learn the same set of swordsmanship as my senior sister, and the master once told me that my understanding is stronger than that of my senior sister." But I'm very strange in my heart, I've been secretly deserting recently, and Master hasn't found out? In the past, Master didn't say that my understanding was better than that of Senior Sister, so why is it that now I can suddenly be compared to Senior Sister? ”

Qiuqiu thinks that this thing of understanding is really mysterious and mysterious. Others always say that she has understanding, but Qiuqiu herself doesn't think so.

"I don't understand understanding, but I think that people have to go with the flow of things, if you don't like something in your heart, you don't want to, but because of other people's requirements you have to do that, I think such people can't go far."

"Well," the little sister thought for a moment and whispered, "I think so too." ”

After being quiet for a while, the little sister turned over, gently pulled Qiuqiu's hair with her fingers, and whispered to her: "Sister." ”

"Huh? What the? ”

"Do you also like Lord Baifeng?"

Qiuqiu was stunned for a moment.

People often speak more directly at night than during the day, and have fewer scruples than during the day.

If it was daytime, Xiaomei might not ask like this, and Qiuqiu would not answer this question positively.

She said quietly, "Well, I like him. When you see him, you feel happy, and when you don't see him, you think about him...... I guess that's what I like. ”

Xiaomei wrapped her hair around her fingers a few times: "I'm afraid that you will be awkward in your own heart, since you also like him, it will be much better." Lord Bai Feng is a very remarkable person, sister, you will definitely have a good life in the future. ”

"I'm not sure." Qiuqiu turned her head, and the sisters faced each other: "I can't remember the past, it's like a beautiful house, but it has no foundation, and when the wind blows, the house may collapse completely." ”

"Sister, don't worry about it, you just told me, let it be, whatever you think in your heart, you will do it. Do what you want, even if the house will collapse in the future, but you won't regret it. ”

Qiuqiu looked at her little sister, and she suddenly remembered what Xiucai had told her when she was in the study.

Xiucai said that her own opinion is the most important.

What Xiaomei said, although the statement is different, but the meaning is similar.

The two of them didn't have much chance to discuss together, so they must have their own opinions. Xiaomei doesn't have much scheming, she can say whatever comes to her mind. My father has a rich and profound wisdom in life, so two completely different people say the same thing.

And what about herself?

She herself is in the game, but she can't see it as clearly as her father and sister? RS

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