The two went all the way to Bo Qingshan's residence.

"This?! This."

Bo Yiqing was dumbfounded at the red Yanyan on the table.

"How!" Bo Qingshan was in a good mood, threw an approving look at Mo Jingchun, and said loudly: "Second cousin, this is a dish specially made by my chef to welcome distant guests, fresh and spicy, peppery and crispy, nephew thinks you must like it!" ”

Bo Yiqing felt that his throat had begun to get hot, and it burned hotter than the stove in the kitchen, but he was the second master of the Bo family, how could he know what the stove looked like?

He remained silent and said tentatively: "Cousin, your second cousin, I never eat spicy food." "You don't remember, do you?

He suspected that Bo Qingshan was deliberately making things difficult for him, and countless names flashed in his heart, guessing who betrayed him.

"Huh?!" Bo Qingshan was shocked and at a loss, "How can this be?" How did I forget! ”

His eyes turned red as soon as he hugged Bo Yiqing and began to cry bitterly: "Second uncle, my nephew didn't mean it!" Damn it, I forgot you didn't eat chili! My nephew even asked the cook to get up in the morning and walk twenty miles to the town to buy these vegetables, and I was busy in the kitchen all day, and my nephew couldn't imagine that you didn't eat spicy food."

Mo Jingchun, who "walked twenty miles of mountain road" in Bo Qingshan's pass, was dumbfounded.

He cried bitterly from time to time, tightly encircling Bo Yiqing; sometimes beating his chest and feet, crying and grabbing the ground; From time to time, he burst out, and scolded Hang Sheng, who was standing in the house: "Damn it, why don't you know how to remind my second cousin that he can't eat spicy!" ”

Hang Sheng also had a remorseful expression: "Second master, it's a small mistake, the little one shouldn't be busy taking care of the house because there is no other subordinate and forget to remind you!" ”

Bo Yiqing's entire temple was jumping suddenly, how could he dare to say half a word in this scene?

For a moment, he felt that it was him who should be damned.

Once again, he blamed his nephew for getting more and more tricky

"That's it!" Bo Yiqing shouted to stop, and the two of them who had played happily for a while, and Mo Jingchun, who was stunned, turned his head and waited for what he was going to say next.

"Alright. Nephew, it's okay. ”

He paused for a long time before he struggled to squeeze out these words: "Uncle Cousin. I can eat it! ”

He was glad to see his nephew's expression, and he was even more convinced that the other party had done it on purpose.

Show him this scene and force him to speak and eat.

Bo Qingshan didn't pretend anymore, and immediately smiled, and stabbed Bo Yiqing's heart: "It's still the second cousin who is the most considerate nephew!" ”

"Hehehehe"

Bo Yiqing pinched his sweat, and suddenly looked at the little girl who was a little familiar.

"Is this someone hired by the village or someone brought by Jingzhou? It always looks familiar. ”

He was curious, and asked Mo Jingchun to raise his head.

"Second cousin, this little girl is from Mojia Village, how can you see it?"

Bo Qingshan stood in front of Mo Jingchun silently, no matter what medicine Bo Yiqing sold in the gourd.

"Your ancestral home is from Mojia Village?" Bo Yiqing asked again.

"Hmm."

Mo Jingchun didn't want to talk to him too much, so he immediately stood far away after setting up the dishes.

"Okay, Second Cousin, don't think about it. You've never been to Mojia Village, how can you see it? Let's eat the vegetables. ”

Bo Qingshan saw him staring at Mo Jingchun directly, and he was very unhappy in his heart, so he directly gave him a chopstick pepper.

Bo Yiqing's psychology was built for a long time, and he finally finished the meal with a table full of chili peppers.

Hang Sheng counted carefully in his heart: boiled fish fillet, spicy chicken, bean curd loin, saliva chicken, mapo tofu., every kind of spring girl has enough chili peppers and peppercorns, spicy will not kill you!

This Bo Yiqing's face was already red and swollen, and he felt as if he could spew fire when he opened his mouth, and even seven bowls of tea did not relieve the slightest spiciness.

He kept wiping the sweat on his face with his sleeves, and the shelf of the second master of the Bo family that he had held in the past was gone, panting: "Virtuous nephew, Sihamo Village. Siha is hissing every day."

"Is this how you eat?"

Does anyone really eat like that?

Bo Yiqing regretted it very much in his heart, whether it was true or not, he would never come again next time.

On the other hand, Bo Qingshan was actually not much better, there was a burning sensation in his chest, but it was not obvious on his face, and he looked normal.

Hearing Bo Yiqing's question, he had to pretend to be fine, and said, "Yes, second cousin, cousin and nephew's favorite is this soup bibimbap, can you also taste it?" ”

After speaking, without waiting for Bo Yiqing to refuse, he took the initiative to scoop a spoonful of the soup of the spiciest bean curd loin and poured it on Bo Yiqing's rice.

！！！

The bean curd is tender, the loin is also tender, and Bo Yiqing's eyes are cracking: "Thank you. Virtuous nephew. ”

The word thank you was almost gritting his teeth, and Bo Qingshan felt very comfortable.

After the meal, Bo Yiqing walked around Bo's house dozens of times, and without any scruples, he lay on the side of the well and drank a scoop of cold water to barely relieve the spicy, and he couldn't say anything superfluous, so he fell asleep directly in the small courtyard prepared for him by Bo Qingshan.

After Bo Yiqing was gone, Mo Jingchun had been secretly looking at Bo Qingshan with an inexplicable look, with a complicated expression.

"What are you doing in that light?" Bo Qingshan spoke, and his warm voice was dyed with a hint of hoarseness: "Go and pour a bowl of cold water for your brother Bo, Shocking Spring girl, you almost killed me." ”

He had just held his composure in front of Bo Yiqing, and he couldn't pretend to be able to do it at the moment, supporting the corner of the table with one hand and rubbing his stomach painfully with the other.

"Brother Bo, are you okay?" Seeing him like this, Mo Jingchun hurriedly put away the expression he had just watched the play and ran to pour water for him.

"How lukewarm, me."

"You can't drink cold!" Mo Jingchun glared at him, "You will be cold, and you will be designated to run several times at night." ”

“.” Bo Qingshan directly picked up the teacup and poured it into his mouth, his throat rolled, and he drank two large bowls in a row before he stopped slightly: "Okay, you did a good job." ”

Mo Jingchun's expression was very intriguing: "Brother Bo, I can be regarded as seeing what a real scoundrel is today."

It is obvious that he deliberately made it bad, knowing that the other party can't eat spicy food and wants to make a table of spicy food, but he can still be said to be like that.

Bo Qingshan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he chuckled: "If he wants to be a hypocrite, then I will be a real villain, and I can't say how long he wants to pretend to be aggrieved when he is aggrieved?" ”

"Master, you're really this." Hang Sheng gave him a thumbs up and admired, "I sneeze when I smell this dish, you have eaten so much, but the second master is estimated to pretend to be aggrieved again when he goes back this time." ”

"What do I care about him?" Bo Qingshan was very impatient, "It's better to make them all scared, and no one will come again next time." ”

"Brother Bo, I'll go back first."

Mo Jingchun listened silently, feeling that this was not something he could hear, and his heart slipped away.

Bo Qingshan glanced at the sky outside, it was already completely dark, he straightened the folds of his clothes a little, and said, "Don't worry, it's dark, I'll send you a lamp." ”

(End of chapter)