"Uncle Changfeng is worried about where the reckless master came from to bump into your mother, so he came to protect him." probably understood the true identity of the ingot, and Changfeng no longer worried about him calling himself 'uncle'.

Yuan Bao didn't know the meaning of Changfeng's words, and turned his little head around looking for a reckless master.

"Mother, where is the reckless master?"

Song Qian patted Yuanbao's back and said, "Don't listen to your Uncle Changfeng's nonsense. ”

Changfeng wants to cry without tears, and he can't explain it. It wasn't until he looked at the big bag and small wrap in his hand that he suddenly remembered what he was doing.

I saw that his eyes rolled and he didn't know what he was thinking, and even his voice was a little louder: "Song Niangzi, this is what you told my grandfather earlier." My grandfather wasted all his energy to prepare it, so I didn't ask me to send it to you. ”

Before he finished speaking, he turned his head to look at Shi Lei who was following behind him.

Song Qian was a little surprised, because he just mentioned it casually that time, and he didn't want Ji Changye to listen to it and remember it in his heart, so he spent time and effort to find it for himself.

"Thank you for your grandfather, I don't have anything to thank, I'll cook more food when I get to the shop, and I'll give it to your grandfather with you."

"Thank you, Mrs. Song. It can be seen that your position is very important in the eyes of my grandfather, and my grandfather is even more responsive to your needs. Tell me, my grandfather is full of money, graceful, jade trees are in the wind, and his mind knows how to feel sorry for people, where can I find this kind of person. Changfeng said that his expression still had a bit of admiration, full of appreciation for Ji Changye.

Song Niangzi suddenly felt strange when she heard his praise, and she was more suspicious of his thoughts: "What happened to you today?" Say what to do. ”

Changfeng put away his strange look, became a little more serious, and approached Song Qian's side: "Song Niangzi, although my grandfather is a good person, he is not like this to everyone, do you understand?" ”

He is interested in you, not to mention that the baby is there, this layer of window paper is not easy to pierce?

Seeing that Song Qian shook his head, Changfeng no longer spoke dumbly, and said bluntly: "You are smart and capable, and you are beautiful and kind." My grandfather cares about you alone, and the two of you are a match made in heaven. ”

Hearing this, Song Qian was shocked, and hurriedly asked Changfeng to stop: "How can you talk nonsense about such things?" Your grandfather helped me, mostly because I saw that my mother and son were pitiful, and I had no intention of saving him twice. How can this be related to lifelong things, you must be confused to say this. ”

"Song Niangzi, where did I say it wrong? Think about it, if my grandfather has no intention of you, but a hundred taels of gold have been sent away, do you still need to keep your words in mind? Day and night. ”

Changfeng's words knocked on Song Qian's heart, and since he got acquainted with Ji Changye, he helped himself everywhere, even if his kindness was not enough......

No, what exactly was she thinking? was disturbed by Changfeng's words, and he thought about it in the daytime. She and Ji Changye are just friends, and they can't be overcome.

"Changfeng, if you talk nonsense again, what I make in the future will not be your share." Song Qian frowned, and his tone was also angry, so that Changfeng had to shut up and didn't dare to say more.

Yuan Bao heard that what the two said was unclear, and when he saw that Song Qian was angry, he didn't dare to speak, so he could only lean on Song Qian's shoulder and pretend to rest.

Shi Lei, who had been following behind the two, heard that Changfeng had been praising Ji Changye and Song Qian for how well they matched, and he was naturally unhappy in his heart, and he felt empty. But after all, he has no name and no point, and he is not qualified to say anything, so he can only swallow his dissatisfaction back into his stomach.

And Changfeng felt cold behind him all the way, but he didn't care, and laughed with Yuanbao all the way to the town.

"Song Niangzi, I'll go first." Shi Lei said goodbye to Song Qian, walked into the long street under the gaze of Changfeng, and soon disappeared.

Song Qian didn't waste time, put the dessert on the table, and went into the backyard to prepare some drinks and bread.

Yuan Bao was very well-behaved and playing on the side, while Changfeng was cleaning the shop and greeting customers by the way.

Song Qian's pre-soaked mung beans are steamed, half of them are peeled and mashed, and they are stirred with syrup and milk until they are no longer grainy. Mash the remaining mung beans with the skin and spread them in the prepared cup, add milk and add an appropriate amount of ice.

The mung bean smoothie milk that is so cool and relieves the heat is ready.

Song Qian took out two cups and gave them to Yuanbao and Changfeng, who was sweating profusely after finishing his work, and when the two of them drank it, they were busy asking how it was.

Changfeng was busy giving a thumbs up before he finished drinking.

"Mother, I still want to drink." Yuan Bao handed over a cup that was not left, and his lips were still stained with milk.

Song Qian took out a handkerchief to wipe it clean for him, and said, "This thing is too cold, and drinking too much is not good for the stomach." Later, can my mother make you a sandwich to eat? ”

"Well, what's a sandwich? Mother. Yuanbao's eyes flashed brightly and asked.

Song Qian didn't know how to explain to him, so he could only say: "I'll know when my mother makes it." ”

After that, Song Qian got up to check the bread he baked, because the equipment was not up to modern, and the taste was worse but still good. Song Qian decorated the bread, cut off some mushy places, and cut it into slices of bread.

Then add the fried eggs and roasted pork slices, as well as the tomatoes, as there is no lettuce and only cucumber slices instead.

Changfeng watched Song Qian sandwich these things in and was very curious: "Song Niangzi, what is the difference between these things being separated and sandwiched inside?" ”

"Of course there's a difference, you can taste it." Song Qian cut the sandwich symmetrically, sandwiched it with oiled paper and handed it to Yuanbao and Changfeng.

Changfeng hurriedly took a big bite and was startled. These things are very rich together, the pork slices are crispy after roasting, and the refreshing cucumber slices and tomato slices are accompanied by the wheat aroma and slightly sweetness of the bread slices, and the taste is really good.

Song Qian sighed lightly when he saw it: "It would be better if there was more ketchup and salad dressing, and I will try to make it when I go back." For ketchup and salad dressing, she can also create a late-night delight for modern people: fried chicken.

Song Qian made a lot of sandwiches, wrapped them and put them on a plate, and placed them on the counter with the mung bean smoothie and milk.

Changfeng got Ji Changye's share and was about to send it but was stopped by Song Qian, only to see Song Qian take the jar from the backyard and say: "I saw that your grandfather was always coughing, so I stewed some white fungus lotus seed soup, which can relieve coughing, so I bother you to send it together." ”

When Changfeng heard this, he smiled and said: "Why does the lady care so much about my father, I will say that the two of you have a good heart, and you think about each other in everything." ”

Seeing Changfeng talking about this again, Song Qian also rolled his eyes unceremoniously at him and threatened: "If you talk nonsense again, you don't want to eat another bite of my shop in the future." ”

This trick really works, Changfeng immediately put away the ridiculous appearance. Glancing at the ingots playing on the side, he suddenly thought about it, and asked tentatively: "Song Niangzi, this ingots are nothing to do in the store, why don't you go to the street with me to play, so as not to worry about you when you are busy." Besides, children his age are playing with their friends in the streets. ”

Taking ingots to play is naturally Yuko, in fact, Changfeng is thinking, after all, this ingots are Ji Changye's biological flesh and blood, and the two of them can also pull in love when they see each other, otherwise it will not be good to share in the future, so I want to take the ingots to meet Ji Changye.

Song Qian was a little hesitant, and Yuan Bao immediately put down the windmill in his hand after hearing Changfeng's words, hugged Song Qian's waist, and said to Song Qian: "I'm not going, I'm going to follow my mother." Where my mother is, I will be there. ”

This ingots have been close to Song Qian since he was a child, and he naturally doesn't want to follow others.

Seeing this, Changfeng put down his things, squatted beside him and said, "Yuanbao, there are many interesting things on the street." There are windmills, rattles, and bag tigers, and Uncle Changfeng can buy you candy man, so how about buying your favorite tiger? ”

In line with the idea that children love to play, Changfeng described the playthings on the street with a lot of color, and when he saw that Yuan Bao was silent, he thought that he was shaken, but he didn't think that the next moment Yuan Bao turned around and hugged Song Qian tighter, and said in his mouth: "Then I won't go!" The food made by my mother is much better than that on the street. Mother, I don't want to go. ”

After that, Yuan Bao hugged Song Qian's waist and shook it, and kept being coquettish.

Changfeng got up a little helplessly, it seems that his little young master has really inherited Ji Changye's intelligence, it's not easy to deceive.

Song Qian was also a little hesitant at first, mostly worried that something would happen to the ingots. But then I thought of Changfeng's words, a child of Yuanbao's age is the age of fun, always at home, and when she grows up, she will be more withdrawn, she naturally doesn't want to be like this.

Song Qian squatted down to take care of Yuanbao's clothes and said, "Yuanbao, Uncle Changfeng is right. There are a lot of fun things on the street, and there are many children of the same age as the ingots, you can still play with them when you go, make friends, right? ”

"But, mother......"

"This ingot, how about you follow Uncle Changfeng and make you grilled fish when you come back?"

Hearing Song Qian's temptation of food, Yuan Bao reluctantly agreed and left with Changfeng. Song Qianmu saw the two figures disappear before he put his mind at ease, shouted a few more times outside the store, recruited customers, and sold out the things with little effort.

And Changfeng didn't use light skills with ingots and things, and he couldn't bear the bumps of the little master, so he paid out of his own pocket and rode all the way to Ji Changye's residence.

The little guys in the courtyard were very curious when they saw Changfeng holding a doll, and Changfeng couldn't tell the true identity of the ingots, so he could only perfunctory them and hugged the ingots into Ji Changye's study.

Ji Changye, who was reading a book, heard the movement, and a small figure broke into sight when he raised his eyes. The four eyes are facing each other, and the eyebrows and eyes of the two are really similar.

"Master, this is an ingot. You...... Song Niangzi's little son. "Fortunately, Changfeng's brain turned quickly, and he swallowed the words 'your little master' back raw, and played a round.

Ji Changye put away a little surprise, looked indifferent, and said to Changfeng: "This road is remote, with a child, you are not afraid of something." ”

"Don't worry, your subordinates will be thoughtful. In order not to let the ingots be bumpy, the subordinates did not use light work, and also rented a carriage with blood to bring the ingots to you like a baby. Changfeng said aggrievedly, and there was a lot of invitation in his words.

Ji Changye was also relieved when he heard this, and was about to say a few words to Yuanbao, when he saw him take a few steps back and look at him with a vigilant face, as if he had entered a wolf's den.

Changfeng hurriedly took out the things made by Song Qian and eased the atmosphere: "This is the mung bean bean paste milk and sandwich made by Song Niangzi, and the white fungus lotus seed soup specially made by Song Niangzi for you, which is said to be able to relieve coughing." ”

Ji Changye listened to the words that Changfeng deliberately emphasized, and there was a warmth in his heart. The appearance of his master was fully seen by Changfeng, and he couldn't help but secretly rejoice, it seems that there is a great chance of success in matching the two.

When Ji Changye was about to eat, his eyes glanced at the ingot, so he invited him to join him.

Yuan Bao was still immersed in Changfeng's anger of deceiving himself, and he was a little wary of Ji Changye, unwilling to go. But he couldn't bear that Song Qian's cooking was too delicious, and finally compromised and sat opposite Ji Changye.