Chapter XII: Interrogation
"Hey, what are you doing?" Seeing that the snowman she had finally built turned into pieces, Yuexiu walked out of the kitchen angrily and pointed at Ji Xuan with a carrot and said.
"Young master, you don't write your calligraphy, why are you beating my snowman?"
"Snowman?" Ji Xuan looked at the person who appeared from the kitchen in front of him, he breathed a sigh of relief, and his face was serious, after all, he was still young and still interested in things he had never heard of.
"What's that?"
"It's the one who made it up of snow! Don't say you haven't played. Yuexiu raised an eyebrow and laughed.
"Hmph, did Young Master Ben ask you to sweep the snow? Where did you tell you to play? Why don't you hurry up and sweep?" Feeling Yuexiu's provocation, Ji Xuan said indifferently, and immediately wanted to go back to the study.
"Hmph, if you change your face, you can change your face, I know you want to play, and not everyone can build a snowman, I don't believe you can build a snowman bigger than me!"
Yuexiu muttered, the voice was not loud or small, just enough for Ji Xuan to hear.
When someone heard this, he really stopped, and looked at Yuexiu with a smile, "If you lose, just honestly sweep all the snow in Jifu for me?"
"Okay, if I win, don't make me wake up so early every day!"
"Okay, a stick of incense time. ”
It was so happily decided, and after a while the snow stopped, and the sun, which had not been visible for a long time, shone from the clouds.
Yuexiu thinks that she has won, she is a northerner! Since she was a child, she has built a snowman and has built skills, okay! Compare with her!
Let you, the little young master who doesn't know the height of the sky, taste what failure is!
Seeing Ji Xuan directing Xiao Qi to pile up the snow there, Yuexiu clapped her hands proudly, and then gathered a large pile of snow in front of her, made a snowball, and rolled around the yard.
After a while, he surpassed Xiao Qi.
When she waited for a stick of incense, as expected, Ji Xuan didn't even let Xiao Qi continue, let Yuexiu keep busy, and finally looked at a big snowball in front of her, a snowman piled up from a small snowball, a stone as an eye, a carrot as a nose, and then a branch and a broom in one hand.
It's a bit funny.
Yuexiu crossed her hands on her hips, wanting to look at Ji Xuan at eye level, which Ji Xuan was a full head taller than her, she could only raise her head and say to him, "How is it?" but she was still proud.
If it weren't for her weak body, she could have stacked a taller one.
"I don't know. Ji Xuan said with a nonchalant face and walked into the study alone.
Oops, the little kid is pretty good at pretending!
"If you lose, you lose, you won't pay the bill!" Looking at the back, Yuexiu frowned sadly and did not respond.
"Miss Yuexiu, you should go and cook a bowl of ginger soup for the young master now to ward off the cold. Xiao Qi reminded on the side.
Yuexiu thinks so, and she is the one who suffers when she gets sick.
Thinking of the Zhou family and Zhou Ling'er staring behind her, her good mood suddenly disappeared, "Thank you, Little Seventh Brother." ”
Looking at Xiao Qi's face that turned red because of this brother, Yuexiu smiled in her heart.
If she had enveloped this Xiao Qi, it would not be so difficult to deal with Ji Xuan.
Soon, Yuexiu brought the ginger soup, still two bowls.
"Young master, drink the ginger soup quickly, ward off the cold. Yuexiu flatteringly brought the ginger soup to Ji Xuan, and then went to get the charcoal fire and add it to the stove.
When he came back, he saw that the soup had not moved at all, Ji Xuan saw the surprise on Yuexiu's face, raised his eyebrows, pointed to another bowl and asked, "Whose is this?" Give it to Xiao Qi, Xiao Qi, come and try it." ”
"This ......" Xiao Qi also hesitated.
"Little Seventh Brother, this bowl is really for you, don't mind drinking it. ”
Looking at the green onions floating on the ginger soup, Xiao Qi moved the corners of his mouth, wanting to say something, and finally under the gaze of Ji Xuan and Yuexiu, he took a deep breath and swallowed.
Xiao Qi didn't feel like he was going yet, his expression of death receded, he breathed a sigh of relief, and nodded to Ji Xuan.
Seeing Xiao Qi's affirmation, Ji Xuan drank it with confidence, and the lightness of the green onion echoed in his mouth, making him want a second bowl.
The expressions of the two changed, and Yuexiu knew that the two of them were still doubting her cooking skills, and she also deliberately added chopped green onions to taste.
She's tall, she just doesn't want others to know!" Yuexiu pursed her lips, thinking to herself.
"In the morning, did you deliberately make the fish soup like that to disgust me?"