Chapter 7: Too much calculation

Dine?

Xie Chen's whole body was stunned for a moment.

Wouldn't that be the presence of both the fiancΓ©e and the mother-in-law?

So how can you live?

It is estimated that he didn't hear Xie Chen's response, and the old housekeeper outside the door was also a little anxious.

He knocked on the door a few more times eagerly.

Xie Chen had to respond: "I know, I'll go over in a while." ”

After hearing Xie Chen's answer, the old housekeeper outside agreed, and then turned around and left.

Xie Chen immediately took out the pocket watch in his pocket and stared at the dial that began to move around again.

Whether this dinner can survive successfully depends on whether it can be used.

Xie Chen thought for a moment, and finally pushed the door open.

After crossing the corridor and entering the main hall, it still gives people a terrible feeling.

While looking back and forth, Xie Chen also found the doll.

Not only did he have a hole in his face that was even bigger than the original.

There was already a small amount of cotton inside, and more cotton fell out.

In this case, within a day or two, it is estimated that it will cease to exist.

Although it didn't speak, Xie Chen could still feel the sad feeling, and even when it was quiet, it seemed that he could still hear a sobbing sound.

Xie Chen looked at it and shook his head.

Even if it is the real mother-in-law, it is difficult to protect itself now, and there is no good way to save it.

Xie Chen clenched the pocket watch in his hand and walked along with the voice that came.

In the other corner of the main hall, there is the kitchen.

Xie Chen stood at the door and looked at it, and found that there was no hint.

"Isn't there a rule for dining in the kitchen?"

Xie Chen is not sure, maybe it is possible to be like a bird in the wedding shop, and the rules are hidden in the kitchen.

A servant girl came out of the kitchen, the one who had been fascinated by the paper matchmaker.

After seeing Xie Chen, he immediately bowed.

"Uncle, Miss and Madame are waiting for you to eat, come in."

Xie Chen nodded, and then slowly walked in.

The smell of food fills the air.

In fact, when he first arrived in the main hall, he already smelled this faint smell.

It's just that now that I'm in the kitchen, it's even more fragrant.

Actually, it's because I'm too hungry.

It's been almost six or seven hours since I got to the weird world.

I don't even have anything to eat, and I have been in this urgent and high-pressure situation for so long, and I am still a little unbearable.

After smelling this smell, there was a gurgling sound from Xie Chen's stomach.

Xie Chen leaned over and used the pillar to block his body, and then began to probe the situation at the table.

Sure enough, the bride in red appeared at the table, but she never lifted her red hijab.

And the mother-in-law of the white cheongsam unexpectedly did not appear in the kitchen.

"Where did she go?"

Just as Xie Chen was muttering to himself, a desolate voice came from the kitchen.

"Xianggong?"

"It's time to eat."

was shouted by the bride in red, and Xie Chen had goosebumps all over his body.

An inexplicable sense of danger followed, and for Xie Chen, this feeling was really familiar.

Before the confrontation with the paper matchmaker, I had such a feeling.

Often, after its appearance, nothing good happens.

But she hasn't shown up yet, how did she find out that she was in this kitchen?

Xie Chen swallowed a mouthful of saliva and walked out slowly.

In fact, the current situation is not too good, after all, the mother-in-law has not shown her head yet, and the danger of only having a wife in red alone is not too big.

"Xianggong, is it really you? Are you really here? ”

Xie Chen nodded lightly, and then tentatively said to his wife in a red wedding dress: "Well, what about our mother?" Why haven't you come to eat yet? ”

The most important thing to ask such a question is to confirm in advance when the mother-in-law will arrive.

If you still have time, eat quickly and say that you are uncomfortable first, and you can still avoid her.

It's just that Xie Chen has always felt a little strange in his heart.

It is necessary to let the old housekeeper go to his room to call himself, and this kind of scene should be right for the mother-in-law to be there.

But now, there is not even a figure to be seen.

"What did you ask her for?"

It could be heard that his wife's tone was very cold, and she was obviously very dissatisfied with Xie Chen's mention of her mother.

"Uh...... This ......"

A look of embarrassment appeared on Xie Chen's face.

The wife in red suddenly ran to herself with such a question, which was really burning her CPU.

Ya, isn't she your mother?

Why is it like dying to mention her?

"If you really don't want to eat this meal with me......"

Speaking of which, the bride in red suddenly sobbed for some reason.

Then he said with a crying voice: "If you really love to listen to my mother so much, then what is my persistence?"

"What am I worth?"

"Tell me!"

Although the bride in red was very excited, there was no strange phenomenon around, which meant that she was safe for the time being.

Xie Chen also realized that it is estimated that the characters in this dinner should only be himself and his wife.

According to the words of the maidservant before, as well as the conjectures of his own later, they are all assumptions produced by subconscious misdirection.

After realizing this situation, Xie Chen couldn't help but gasp, in this strange world, subjective assumptions are really just gambling on luck.

If you don't think carefully enough, it's really easy to die unclear.

Xie Chen took a deep breath and explained to his red-clothed wife with a serious face: "How is it possible?"

"It's just that I'm worried that she will come out again later, and if she sees the two of us together, she will have to scold you again."

"I can't see her say you the most."

Xie Chen endured the discomfort in his heart and approached the bride in red little by little, only to find that the original sobbing sound was a little quieter.

"Really?"

"Of course."

Xie Chen's answer was categorical.

Jokes, how can you tell her a fake in this situation?

Isn't that putting yourself on the shelf of a fire pit?

"Hee-hee-hee..."

"It's me who blames you."

Hearing this familiar and infiltrating laughter, Xie Chen had goosebumps again.

Moreover, this time they were so close, and the amiable coldness of the flesh and blood made Xie Chen tremble.

There was a sound of footsteps coming from far and near.

A maid who had never seen her walked in with two plates of dishes, and put them on the table with a blank expression, and slowly left.

Xie Chen only felt that something was wrong, but a huge gong and drum sound sounded at this time.

Xie Chen, who had been taken away with a little thought, was so frightened that even the chopsticks he had just picked up fell to the ground.

Shouldn't there be two days left before the wedding day?

How could the gongs and drums be finalized at such a time?

Could it be said that this meal is a wine banquet in front of the cave house?

This kind of plot where his parents objected, and the hard-working mandarin ducks eloped with him, and he didn't miss it at all.

Even this situation cannot be regarded as a minority in any dynasty.

Could it really happen to you?

The wife on the side seemed to notice the abnormality of Xie Chen, and asked coldly, "What's wrong?" ”

Xie Chen hurriedly bent down to pick up the chopsticks on the ground again and put them on the table, and said with a smile: "It's okay." ”

"Xianggong, can you feed me?"

Although Xie Chen's face was frightened, he still chuckled and responded.

The true face of the paper matchmaker, and the most real appearance of her room, I have seen all of these, and it is so possible but I was frightened by such a small request from the bride in red?

Although he thought of being torn apart directly in the bathroom before, Xie Chen still felt a little palpitating.

But at least the paper matchmaker and the white cheongsam mother-in-law are not here, and they will not die and die.

From the moment he first entered the kitchen to the present, Xie Chen has been observing whether there are any other rules hidden in the kitchen about dining and the like, but unfortunately he has not found anything.

Since he couldn't find it for the time being, Xie Chen had no choice but to treat it first.

Xie Chen slowly picked up the delicious food on the table, and couldn't help but swallow his saliva greedily.

If it weren't for the fact that he had to feed his wife on the side, he would have eaten it a long time ago, so how could he take care of it so much.

The world is big, even if he dies, some people know that he will never be a starving ghost, not to mention that he is a young man who thinks that he is not outstanding in the 21st century, but he is also a benchmark.

But the next moment, as the plate left the table, a faint smell of rot came.

The braised phoenix claws on the plate are inexplicably a bit like human hands in Xie Chen's eyes.

And by the dim candlelight in the ancient house, it seems that even the hair on it has not been shaved clean.

The mouthful of saliva I swallowed earlier was that I was really hungry.

But now I'm trying to keep myself from throwing up.

The inexplicable sound of gongs and drums never continued to sound after the first sound.

Although Xie Chen was disgusted, he still picked up a finger and slowly lifted the bride's hijab.

With the red hijab gently lifted.

A large patch of bright red faded.

What is revealed is an extremely beautiful cheek.

Clean and nice.

With a kind of clarity that makes people feel at ease, it seems to be hitting a person's heart.

This is very different from what Xie Chen originally imagined.

Originally, I thought that under this red hijab, it would be a bloody and terrifying cheek.

But in this situation, to feed or not to feed?

Xie Chen didn't bother and put the dinner plate back on the table.

"Let's not eat it."

"Why?"

Xie Chen's eyes were a little dark.

Just now, I also deduced a little bit of the situation based on the lyrics that appeared in the room twice before, as well as the current situation.

Xie Chen didn't answer her, just put down the chopsticks in his hand and slowly moved to the kitchen door.

"Xianggong, where are you going?"

Remembering Oh, the wife put on her hijab, no longer the pitiful appearance she used to have, and her tone became cold.