Soon Tao Yao slowly got used to the role of Abi, her life was in an orderly manner, and she also deeply realized that her crossing was so ordinary that it was fake, and other people's crossings were not all about harming the country and achieving a career?

However, as a crossing girl, although she doesn't have the aura of the protagonist, she can still deal with some people around her. It didn't take long for her to get acquainted with the little master, Xiaohong, and even Aunt Zhang in the kitchen.

On this day, after the little milk dog He Jing finished lunch, he was reviewing the articles taught by Mr. Taoyao had to sigh, this child is really well-behaved and diligent, but such a cutie, how can there be a frightening father, she really can't think of it.

She prepared the tea very skillfully, stood aside and watched him read, watching him sit at the desk and shake his little head seriously to read, she was stunned, and for some reason felt that this scene was a bit familiar.

"Abi." Xiao He Jing suddenly called her, and she came back to her senses.

"Young Master, what's wrong?" She really doesn't know if this reflex is good or bad.

"Abi, tell me a story." I saw him put down the book in his hand, his big eyes blinking, and he had a very expectant expression.

Ever since she had lulled him to sleep and told him the story of Little Red Riding Hood, he had been pestering her. Although he is well-behaved and cute, he is still a child's heart after all, Tao Yao sighed in his heart, and told him the story of the three little pigs.

Xiao He Jing tilted his head and listened carefully, his interest was very good, and after listening to it, he looked unsatisfied, he pulled her sleeve: "Abi, will you tell the story of Journey to the West?" ”

When Tao Yao heard this, she couldn't help but chuckle in her heart, there can't be a story of Journey to the West in this era, right? Could it be that she is not the only one who has traveled through this time and space?

"How did the little young master know about Journey to the West?" She wanted to ask him why.

"When I was still in Yun'an before, my father invited me a gentleman, surnamed Tao, I called him Mr. Tao, and the story he told was as interesting as yours, and he told me the story of three dozen white bone spirits before!" The little milk dog replied very honestly.

As soon as these words came out, Tao Yao was really excited, connoisseur, she was obedient, it seems that she is really not the only one who has crossed the shrimp in this time and space, to be honest, she really can't wait to meet this fairy.

"Oh? May I ask where is Mr. Tao now, young master? ”

"Mr. Tao is no longer my companion, and my father said that he has returned to his hometown, and I miss him very much."

When Tao Yao heard this, her brows twisted, so unfortunate?

"Homecoming? Then little master, do you know where Mr. Tao's hometown is? ”

I saw that the little young master shook his head, and there was a rare trace of sadness on his always cheerful face.

She knew that she couldn't ask anything, but seeing his bitter face, Xu was born with the brilliance of motherhood, Tao Yao was a little distressed when she saw it, and touched his little head and comforted: "It's okay, parting is human nature, and there is no feast in the world." ”

The little young master nodded, Tao Yao really thought that this child was sensible and cherished, so she weighed to tell him another story about the red child.

The little young master still listened to her story very seriously, but the child's energy was limited, and before he finished a story, his eyelids fought, and when he finally fell asleep, Tao Yao carried him back to the bed.

After folding the quilt for the little master, Tao Yao couldn't help but shake her head, what is this familiar feeling?

Usually the work she is responsible for is also easy, that is, she and Xiaohong take turns to take care of the little master, and when the little master rests, she can also do what she wants to do.

After the young master rests on weekdays, Tao Yao's favorite thing is to go to the back kitchen. Whether in modern times or after time-travel, she is a complete foodie, and there is nothing more important than eating, drinking, and sleeping well.

The craftsmanship of Aunt Zhang, the kitchen of the He family, is really very good, and after a period of flattery, Aunt Zhang treats her very well. Every time Tao Yao came to the back kitchen, Aunt Zhang understood that she was naturally here to beg for food.

Well, Tao Yao also knows that her behavior of bending her waist for the sake of food is really sad, but at the moment of food, what's wrong with bending down?

Today is the same, after the little young master entered the afternoon nap, Tao Yao consciously turned to the back kitchen, Aunt Zhang was sitting there and the others were breaking their mouths, seeing Tao Yao coming, she pulled away her smile and said very enthusiastically: "Ah Bi, you came here just in time, I just left some osmanthus cake and was worried that there was nowhere to send it, just waiting for you to come." ”

Tao Yao smiled and thanked very politely: "That's really thank you, auntie." ”

The other people chatting with the eldest lady couldn't help but feel sour: "Yo, auntie, why don't you send us away!" ”

"Go, go, stay in this back kitchen all day and eat less!" The character of this aunt is also really cute.

After taking the pastry, Tao Yao returned to her residence, Xiaohong was not there, she was eating the pastry, and she thought that she was really used to the life of a maid.

Aunt Zhang's craftsmanship is very good, but after a plate of osmanthus cakes, Tao Yao is a little empty. It doesn't seem to be a familiar feeling, or what should it be? She really couldn't remember, and she wondered if she had lost some part of her memory because of the time travel.

However, she shook her head, thinking nonsense, she must have read too much through the novel.

She was staring at the windowsill in a daze, and Xiaohong suddenly slapped her on the back, which really startled her.

"In a daze again, I said you, can you change your expression! It's a dead end! ”

"......" was speechless, and she didn't know what expression she should reply to.

Her speechlessness was exchanged for a little red white eye: "If I didn't know that you weren't stupid, I really thought you were the same kind of little black pig as the second young master." ”

...... "Okay, Tao Yao admitted, she's a little hot, who is like a pig?" If others have a bad heart, they will definitely scold them back, you are like a pig, and your whole family is like a pig. However, who she is, her temperament is not ordinarily good.

She burped: "It's so full." ”

"Dead girl, let's beg for food with my aunt again, why don't you leave me some!" As she spoke, she was going to scratch her, although Xiaohong spoke very directly, but after getting along these days, Tao Yao felt that her nature was still good.

Tao Yao smiled flatteringly, and said very sincerely: "I'll leave it for you next time." ”

However, in exchange for Xiaohong's big white eyes: "Come on, you said this more than once or twice." ”

Tao Yao scratched the back of her head and smiled happily. She admits that she is really unkind, but she is not willing to share food with others, and she is a selfish person in front of food.

The days are unhurried, accompanying the young master every day, eating and sleeping, even Tao Yao herself has to feel that her life is going to go on like this, however, how can everything be so simple?