Qiao Huaping told the things he encountered today, and it was visible to the naked eye, Mei Yuan's whole body was furious.

"This can't just be done. Bullied to Lao Tzu's family, if I can bear it, I am a king! Mei Yuan walked out with a dark face and dropped a sentence, "You don't have to wait for me for dinner." ”

He went out in a whirlwind.

Qiao Painting: "......"

When it was night, Qiao Huaping drove a few cubs to sleep, and he was going to go to bed after reading the book for a while, and Mei Yuan came back.

"Got it figured out." Mei Yuan picked up the herbal tea on the table and drank it directly, "It's similar to what I thought." ”

He sneered: "It just so happened that Emperor Ming'er announced that I would enter the palace, and I would settle accounts with them." ”

Qiao Huaping thought deeply: "It's really annoying! ”

She saw that Mei Yuan was still pouring tea there, so she estimated that he had probably been investigating this matter and hadn't had time to eat yet.

Qiao Huaping paused: "...... Have you eaten it? ”

Mei Yuan drank a bowl of water again: "On the way back, I bought a cake to eat." ”

He has always been very casual when it comes to eating.

Qiao Huaping couldn't sit still and got up: "I'll go to the small kitchen and get you something to eat." ”

There is a small kitchen in their main courtyard, but Qiao has not been in it yet.

"No, I'll let me get some on the stove." Mei Yuan put down the tea bowl, "It's not early, you just need to rest." ”

Qiao Huaping had already gone to get his coat: "At this hour, there is no one on the stove." She put on a neat coat, tied the strap again, and winked at Mei Yuan, "Don't be stunned, let's go, I'll go to the stove room to see if there's anything to eat, and get you some casually." ”

Mei Yuan originally wanted to say that he could skip eating, and when he was marching and fighting outside, it was common for him to be hungry and full, and it was nothing if he didn't eat a meal.

But he looked at Qiao's painting screen under the lamp so fresh and smart, and he had to make food for him...... Mei Yuan couldn't say anything if he refused, and the whole person was in a state of fluctuation, and he followed Qiao Huaping in a daze.

It was very dark in the stove room, and Qiao Huaping turned on the lights in the stove room and looked around.

The weather has not completely cooled, there is no food left in the stove room, and there is half a fish left over from cooking on the beam, as well as some ingredients such as shallots and coriander.

Qiao Huaping took off the half of the fish, removed the meat, chopped the surimi on the board, pinched the small balls, and cooked a pot of fish ball soup.

She cut the shallots and coriander finely, sprinkled a handful of fish ball soup out of the pot, and dripped a few drops of sesame oil, which made people's fingers move when they looked at it.

Under the dim light, Qiao Huaping held the bowl of fish ball soup, his eyebrows and eyes were gentle, and asked Mei Yuan: "Taste?" ”

Mei Yuan stared straight at Qiao's painting screen with a good eye.

Qiao Huaping felt a little breathless in vain.

Mei Yuan silently reached out and took the bowl of fish ball soup, took the spoon, blew it cold, and took a bite of fish balls.

Qiao Huaping saw that he couldn't eat silently, and couldn't help asking, "Is it delicious?" ”

Mei Yuan didn't speak, this bowl of fish ball soup was almost at the bottom, he finished the last mouthful of soup in one gulp, swallowed it in his stomach, and then solemnly said to Qiao Huaping: "This is the most fragrant fish ball soup I have ever eaten in my life." ”

The lights flickered, and Qiao was almost lost in Mei Yuan's eyes that were as deep as night and as bright as stars.

The two looked at each other for a long time.

Outside the kitchen, the stars are like a bucket and the wind is slight.

It was an ordinary and beautiful night.

……

On the second day, several families sent a generous courtesy, saying that the female relatives of the family were ignorant and apologized.

Qiao Huaping also laughed angrily.

These people are too good at climbing up the pole, right?

But she didn't bother to care about this, but people just rejected those heavy gifts of apology.

I don't know what those people think, is she really the kind of person who is shallow-eyed?

Qiao Huaping pursed her lips, and went to the treasury to pick out some more valuable items - Ming'er was about to go to the Xiangguo Mansion, so she naturally couldn't go empty-handed.

Mei Yuan has been in Beijing for the past few days, and he is obviously much busier than before, and he often doesn't see anyone. But it's also strange that as soon as this person is done, he runs to Qiao Huaping, as if he can feel comfortable by looking at Qiao Huaping more.

No, when Qiao Huaping was looking through the warehouse booklet, Mei Yuan didn't know when he came out, sitting in a chair not far from Qiao Huaping, drinking tea majestically and dignifiedly.

Qiao Huaping glanced at Mei Yuan, somehow, he was in a good mood.

"After visiting Xiangguo Gong, the affairs of the family should gradually get on the right track," Qiao Huaping said, "Ah Yao's martial arts can't be left behind, he is very interested in marching and fighting and arranging troops, if you are busy and can't teach him, you will invite him to a martial arts master; Ah Yu's schoolwork has been very good, I went to the street yesterday, and Tete inquired, in addition to Guozijian in Beijing, the best academy is Wangshui Academy. It's the autumn entrance exam, and after that, you can go to the academy to study; As for Ah Huang, he is obviously more interested in cooking, and I want to discuss with you, since Ah Huang is interested in this path, it is better to let him take this path...... and Yingying, although she is young, she is naturally smart, and she has opened her mind early. I'll have to inquire about the girls' academy again......"

Qiao Huaping's voice was crisp and crisp, without the slightest bit of mud and water, talking about things at home, in an orderly manner, Mei Yuan listened very seriously, and in a trance, he only felt that this kind of life could not be more warm.