Mr. Rong Chuan made a mistake himself, so he had to give up arguing with Song Yao, otherwise he would be angry and have no appetite to eat.

Tonight's dishes are all prepared by everyone, including the Buddha jumping over the wall without Chef Song Yao, and the specialty dishes of everyone.

Of course, most of them were learned by Song Yao's side, mainly based on Song Yao's taste.

There are also some hometown dishes that belong to their memories, and they are not sure whether the taste is still as good as when they were children.

A large table full of dishes with three layers of chiffon cake in the middle.

Song Yao stood in front of the table, looking at the dishes carefully prepared by everyone, her heart was warm, especially the calligraphy and paintings on the cake, at a glance, she knew that the top was from Song Yuanbao's hand, and the middle was He Liansheng's handwriting.

"Can anyone tell me who this drunken old man is still fishing? Aren't you afraid of falling into the river and drowning? Song Yao's beautiful eyes rolled, and she had already guessed whose masterpiece it was, so she asked deliberately.

Although it is a painting made of jam, it is not difficult to see that the person who painted has a ravine, and a few strokes will be a vivid picture of fishing in the cold river.

Song Yao is ashamed of herself!

"Hurry up and eat, just think about those useless ones if you have nothing to do, and don't be afraid to teach bad boys!" Mr. Rong Chuan said, picked up Song Yuanbao, asked him to sit down next to him, and educated: "Your mother is unreliable, follow the old man more in the future, and the old man will teach you the truth of life." ”

"Don't, I want to protect my mother!" Song Yuanbao struggled and shouted: "Otherwise, Uncle Meiren'er will bully his mother!" ”

Song Yao's old face flushed, and then he understood what Helian Sheng meant when he closed the door in the warehouse, and couldn't help glaring at him.

Do you need to be watched by others when kissing?

Especially in this ancient period, it seems even more inappropriate, right?

Everyone pushed the cup and asked for the cup, and for the first time in front of Helian Sheng, there was no distinction between master and servant, and they drank happily.

Only Song Yuanbao, the villain, did not touch the wine, and even the silver made an exception to drink a glass of rice wine, and the little face was red at a glance and knew that he was a little drunk.

Although this is a newly bought house, it stands to reason that it should not have been moved in before the housewarming.

But Song Yao is not a person who talks about rules, and the people around her naturally don't like to be bound by rules.

Especially Song Yao has already won the title of the god of cooking, and everyone will not pay attention to those taboos, otherwise they will not use the kitchen to make so many dishes.

"Lian Sheng, I have a secret to tell you!" Song Yao couldn't remember how much wine she drank, her pronunciation was a little unclear when she spoke, she lay on Helian Sheng's shoulder, and said with a sigh of wine.

"Since it's a secret, it shouldn't be said in front of others, otherwise it won't be a secret." Helian Sheng smiled lightly, he drank a lot of wine, but he was not drunk, and guided Song Yao to leave with him.

And Helian Sheng is really guarding against other people, after all, there are many people who want to join in the fun, and the eyes of Mr. Rong Chuan and others are here.

"Okay, let's go out and tell you this secret, I'll only tell you one person." Song Yao burped.

He Liansheng didn't mean to dislike it at all, stretched out his white fingers, wiped the saliva from Song Yao's mouth, and nodded in agreement.

Song Yuanbao has always paid attention to the movements here, especially after Song Yao was drunk, he kept approaching Helian Sheng, so that Song Yuanbao had to be on guard.

At a young age, he had to shoulder the responsibility of protecting his mother, and Song Yuanbao's heart was also broken.

Supporting Song Yao, who was unstable, He Liansheng motioned to the Qinghai brothers with his eyes, asking them to stop the people in the house, and no one was allowed to watch the excitement.

Helian Sheng always felt that Song Yao really had a secret, and he was afraid that Song Yao would tell it through the strength of wine, and if many people knew about it, there might be more risks.

"Uncle Qinghai, just look at Mr. and them, I'm going to protect my mother." Song Yuanbao raised his head, pulled Qinghai's sleeve and whispered: "I'll watch from afar, as long as Uncle Meiren'er doesn't take advantage of my mother's relatives, I promise not to eavesdrop on my mother's secret." ”

"But......" Qinghai frowned in embarrassment.

Helian Sheng really didn't want people to know Song Yao's secret, but there was no lack of reasons why he wanted to steal incense, so he didn't let others get close.

It's just that in this case, Qinghai can't say, who made him nominally Song Yao's person.

"Uncle Qinghai has forgotten who his master is?" Song Yuanbao stiffened his little face and said seriously: "My mother is drunk now, and when she sobers up, I will tell my mother about your performance." A subordinate who listens to outsiders, my mother will not stay, let alone marry her confidant Sister Kexin to outsiders. ”

Qinghai was defeated by Song Yuanbao's words, especially when it came to Kexin, and he had to think carefully about the consequences.

"Even if my mother gives Uncle Qinghai a chance, I will be a young master in the future, and when I grow up, I still have the right to let Sister Kexin make a price!" Song Yuanbao spoke again, almost thundering Qinghai.

"Little young master, go slowly, don't let Lian Gongzi find out, we two brothers, it's really difficult to see so many people." Qinghai immediately made concessions.

secretly said in his heart: With the master's kung fu, unless he intentionally let Song Yuanbao hear something, the little young master will not be able to get close at all.

"Well, be loyal to your master, this is what Uncle Qinghai should do." Patting Qinghai's arm with satisfaction, Song Yuanbao walked towards the door with his hands behind his back, looking mature.

Qinghai lost his mind for a moment, and always felt that he had seen this back somewhere, but he couldn't remember it.

After Mr. Rong Chuan made a few words, he sat down to drink again, and the afterglow fell on Song Yuanbao's back, and said to himself: "Sure enough, it's fate, it should be yours, no matter how much you go through, you will eventually return to your side." ”

"What is the master talking about?" Uncle De was a little drunk, shook his head and asked.

"This wine is good, go back and ask the girl for two jars." Mr. Rong Chuan said with a wine glass.

"It's good, the taste is soft, but the stamina is not small, and I don't feel stomach burning, and I don't feel a headache." Uncle De nodded.

Here, the master and servant chatted on the topic of wine, but in the corner, Red Sleeves was drinking and chatting with Song Zhiyuan.

The two of them have their own worries, but under the strength of the wine, they don't care about the defense of men and women, and talk about their hearts.

"Red sleeves, why does your lady like that Lian Sheng? Am I inferior to him except that I am good-looking and have silver? Song Zhiyuan grabbed his hair and asked, "If I had met her earlier, would she have liked me?" ”

"I don't understand emotional matters." Red Sleeves shook his head, looked at Qingshan inadvertently, and immediately fell to the ground, missing Qingshan's frowning eyes.

Song Zhiyuan didn't seem to want anyone to answer him, he just wanted to pour out his inner feelings, and continued: "I know that Song Niangzi likes men who are both civil and military, but I have been forced to study by my family since I was a child, but I don't have the heart to take the imperial examination, and I have lived to today's age, but I have not even achieved anything. Like me, I don't even have the qualifications to like Song Niangzi, so I can only wish her happiness. ”

"Madame once said that falling in love with the right person at the right time is the happiest thing in life. If not, then forget about each other, or watch each other's happiness without bothering, which is also the best fulfillment. Red Sleeves said, tilting his head and drinking the wine in the glass, but swallowing the bitterness in his stomach.

"Forgotten about each other?" Song Zhiyuan muttered to himself in a low voice.