After living for a long time, I can feel that the weather in Sichuan and Shu is as warm as a red oil hot pot. Even though there are two large icebergs in the house, it still makes people feel the heat of summer.

"Master, I really regret it. Let's find a cool place next summer! Mao Tongtong couldn't help but muttered again.

At that time, I wanted to come to see Mao Mingxuan, but I ignored the weather. Although she had known that the summer was hot in Sichuan and Shu for a long time, she still had a hint of luck in her heart, thinking that three hundred years later, it would be because of global warming. It's ancient now, so it shouldn't be so hot no matter how it drops. But she forgot that it was indeed not so hot in ancient times, but there were no electric fans and no air conditioners in ancient times!

The eighth master glanced at her and said with a smile: "The heart is calm and naturally cool." ”

Mao Tongtong rolled her eyes in her heart, the heat is here, naturally cool a ghost! However, this eighth master is playing chess with Hongwang, and both of them are sitting in danger, and they don't seem to be afraid of heat.

Yalich was playing with Chun'er in the Nine Rings, and the two children didn't seem to be afraid of the heat.

She's the one who feels hot in this room!

"Qingmei, bring me an ice bowl." Mao Tongtong said. At this time, only eating ice is the most antipyretic.

Who knew that the eighth master spoke again, "Tongtong, you have already eaten today, and you can't eat again." ”

"I'm not a child." Mao Tongtong muttered, and the corners of his mouth had collapsed.

The eighth master is eating ice, and she is strict. The ice bowl is only allowed once a day, and it still has to be ambushed. Mung bean soup is at most warm, not even cold, let alone iced.

Of course, Mao Tongtong also knew that the eighth master was doing this for her good. But people are like this, they are controlled too much, and they are always a little uncomfortable. Sometimes, although I understand the truth, when I am really greedy, I can't control it.

Of course, Qingmei will listen to the eighth master, and she doesn't dare to give Mao Tongtong ice. You must know that two days are Mao Tongtong's little days. If you eat ice, you will have a stomachache when you don't get it right, and it will be Mao Tongtong who suffers.

The eighth master ignored Mao Tongtong's small grievance at all, and his eyes were all on the chess game with Hongwang.

Mao Tongtong didn't move when she saw Qingmei, and everyone else had their own pastimes, so she couldn't help but shake the fan by herself in a sullen manner.

"Fujin, why don't you bring you a bowl of lily mung bean soup?" Qingmei asked tentatively. Although it is warm, it is a thing to relieve the heat.

"Don't drink it!" Mao Tongtong said angrily.

Qingmei couldn't, glanced at the expressionless eighth master, and decided to remain silent.

Mao Tongtong was alone for a while, and when she saw that no one paid attention to her, she let out her anger. Not wanting to do anything on a hot day, she stared at the white smoke rising from the iceberg in a daze.

Summer Japan is prone to sleepiness. She stared at it, and she didn't know when she fell asleep.

Qingmei saw her half-propped up on the table, so she wanted to ask her to go to bed, but the eighth master waved his hand to stop her.

After making a gesture to signal the children to go out, the eighth master cautiously walked to Mao Tongtong's side, looked at her sleeping face and shook his head with a smile, and gently picked up the person.

"Hmm." Mao Tongtong twisted his body, subconsciously hugged the eighth master's neck, and then rubbed his face on the eighth master's shoulder, found a comfortable position, and went back to sleep.

The eighth master shook his head again, carried the person back to the inner room, and carefully placed it on the bed.

"You can fall asleep when you sulk, you really have a big heart." The eighth master muttered, his eyes full of doting.

After the eighth master came out of the house, he told Qingmei, "Let the kitchen make ice powder tonight, and put more brown sugar." ”

"Hey, slave and maid are going." Qingmei smiled and nodded.

To say that this prince is a pet blessing. said that he was not allowed to eat ice, but he still let people make ice powder. Ice powder is also very heat-relieving, and it is a very common snack in Sichuan and Shu. Slippery and cool ice powder, poured with brown sugar juice, sprinkled with a little white sesame seeds, raisins, and dried hawthorn, it is very refreshing.

Not to mention that Fu Jin fell in love with this after coming to Sichuan and Shu, they also liked it after eating.

The eighth master didn't sleep, so he sat outside and read. He has been busy for twenty years, and it is so rare to have such a leisurely life now. Although he had been so much all the way out of the capital, he didn't feel bored at all, but found it very interesting.

Time seems to slow down in this leisure, and sometimes just sitting by the rainy window drinking tea can kill the afternoon.

In the past, I always felt that I didn't have enough time, and I was afraid that I would delay something. But now, he likes the feeling of spending time wantonly.

Just as I was thinking, it was really raining outside, and the wind blew into the house with the dampness in the air, sweeping away the previous heat.

The wind grew stronger, wetting the rice paper on the bookcase by the window. The eighth master put down the book, got up to close the window, and when he turned around, he saw Mao Tongtong looking at him with his eyes open.

"Awake?" The eighth master asked with a smile.

"Well, woken up by the sound of rain." Mao Tongtong said with a bit of laziness.

"Do you want to get up?" The eighth master asked again.

Mao Tongtong shook his head, rubbed his face on the pillow, and said coquettishly: "It's still early, do you want to come and lie down together for a while?" ”

"Do you know how long you've been asleep?" The eighth master smiled.

"It shouldn't be long." Mao Tongtong blinked his eyes.

"An hour!" Eight Masters said.

Mao Tongtong was slightly surprised, she thought it was a nap!

"In half an hour, it's almost time for dinner." Eight Masters said.

"Well, I thought it was too early!" Mao Tongtong yawned lazily again, and then sat up a little reluctantly.

"If you can't afford it, I'm going to call you. Sleeping too much, it's time to go to sleep at night. The eighth master smiled and came over to help her out of bed.

"Sleep is sleep. Anyway, sometimes you will be woken up by the heat, so it is better to sleep a lot while you are sleeping now. Mao Tongtong said angrily.

The eighth master glanced at her and laughed in his heart, this is still thinking about not eating ice before going to bed! He didn't say anything, just helped her get dressed. After sitting in front of the mirror and combing her hair, Qingmei came in.

"Lord Wang, the brown sugar ice powder is ready, do you want to send it over now?"

"Are you making brown sugar ice powder today?" Mao Tongtong's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said happily: "Then why don't you send it quickly?" ”

The eighth master nodded at Qingmei, and Qingmei went out.

"Did you order it?" Mao Tongtong looked at the eighth master standing behind her in the mirror.

She asked knowingly, but just now she was angry with the eighth master, and she would know that the eighth master had already prepared something for her to relieve the heat, and she was a little embarrassed.

The eighth master nodded with a smile and said, "I just wanted to eat, so I let the kitchen make it." ”

Hearing what the eighth master said, Mao Tongtong felt more and more embarrassed. Turning his head and pulling the corner of the eighth master's clothes, he whispered, "Thank you, master." ”

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