"Ah Jiu, ...... you today"

"It's called the old lady, master, it's not big or small. ”

Lao Zhao's fair face suddenly flushed, but when he saw the woman sitting on the chair embroidering flowers without caring about it, he still obediently lowered his head and shouted angrily in the urn: "Master......"

"Say, what is the matter with finding a teacher?" without lifting his eyelids, he continued his work.

"Today's Qixi Festival, you, do you know?"

"Yes, it says on the calendar. ”

“...... So, you, do you have anything you want?", a sentence that was stumbling.

"What do you mean," the woman put down the needle and thread in her hand, raised her head and looked at him with a smile, and said softly, "Do you want to spend Qixi Festival with my mother?"

"Yes, yes. ”

"Bold!" With a bang, the woman slapped on the table, which shocked Lao Zhao's heart, only to see Ah Jiu raise his eyebrows, pointing at him and scolding, "Okay, you are a deceitful and an ancestor is not big or small, the old lady behaved like a person when she first accepted you as an apprentice, it has only been a few years, you dare to treat the master like this!

As he spoke, he actually hid his face with his hands and cried: "My mother is really hard, she has worked hard to open a restaurant, and she can't earn a few cents to feed a white-eyed wolf......!

This...... What can I do?

Men have always been at a loss for women's tears, especially men like Lao Zhao, who usually don't have a few words, and women like Aunt Jiu who want to come out in their spare time.

If Lao Zhao is in a hurry, he will definitely send a message on major social platforms for help at this moment: The woman he likes is a drama spirit who cries and says he is angry when he cries, and I can't even refute it, how to break it, online, etc., it's very urgent.

Well, why women are angry is still an unsolved mystery in the world. I advise men not to reason with angry girlfriends, because there is no reason to talk to women. If you don't just talk about it, but you win it, then congratulations, you might have a new girlfriend.

Okay, back to business, Lao Zhao cried when he saw Aunt Jiu crying, and he cried so much that he was crying, although he didn't shed a drop of tears, he was very anxious in his heart.

What should I do? Admit my mistake? What is wrong? I shouldn't worry about her?

How is it possible, I am obviously thinking about her!

Lao Zhao suddenly had a flash of inspiration, knelt on one knee, took a bamboo chopstick from the chopstick cage on the side, bowed his head and respectfully presented it with both hands.

The meaning is obvious—Master, hit me when you're angry, don't cry and break your body.

Aunt Jiu pretended to cry while paying attention to Lao Zhao's movements from between her fingers. Originally, I saw that the fool beating his chest, it was really angry and funny, but I didn't expect this person to come to such a hand in the end, isn't it that the honesty of the past is pretending?

She subconsciously forgot that Zhao, who was famous in the killer organization Bai's family, was not an honest person at all, and still wanted to make this awkward thing like a teenage girl, so as to force this wooden lump to say what was in her heart.

"What do you mean by this, you scoundrel, the old lady can't beat you!" Aunt Jiu pouted and rolled her eyes with tears in her eyes, only to see that Lao Zhao, who secretly raised his head, felt like an electric shock in his heart, and his face turned even redder.

"I don't fight back, let Master get angry. ”

"You can not fight back today, but what about tomorrow?" Aunt Jiu folded her arms around her chest, her delicate face turned to the side, and she looked like "Don't lie to me, I don't believe it".

"I will never do anything to Master!" Lao Zhao saw that she didn't believe it, and quickly blushed and explained thickly.

"Well, you can remember," Aunt Jiu stood up and picked up the chopsticks and tapped lightly on Lao Zhao's head, "You can't do anything to Lao Zhao in the future." ”

After saying that, without waiting for Lao Zhao's reaction, he twisted his body and walked to his room.

"What does Ah Jiu mean?" Lao Zhao asked himself silently in his heart, raised his hand and touched his head, still kneeling on the ground in his original posture without moving, "How could I do anything to her?"

Oh, man. If a woman is not interested in you at all, how can she talk to you about "later"?

"What a fool. Aunt Jiu waited for a long time and didn't see him catch up, and couldn't help but curse in her heart, but the corners of her mouth quietly raised.

The sound of footsteps outside the door was approaching, and Lao Zhao was in a fog, and hesitated for a while before raising his hand and knocking on the door.

"Ah Jiu ......"

"What?"

"Master......" Lao Zhao's heart tightened, and he hurriedly changed his words, but he didn't know that Aunt Jiu in the room almost laughed out loud when she imagined his embarrassment. Lao Zhao felt that speaking was more difficult than assassination, so he brewed his vocabulary for a while, and then said: "Master's embroidered flowers have fallen in the living room......"

Oh, what did I say! Lao Zhao wanted to slap himself.

"I've got you. A soft word floated through the room.

Lao Zhao Xinxi hurriedly shook off the ball he was holding in his hand, only to see that Ah Jiu, who had embroidered her needles and threads for so many days, turned out to be a men's nightgown!

Lao Zhao felt as if he had been hit by a big surprise, and there was an indescribable taste spreading in all his limbs! It was as if a spring thunder exploded, and then the ice and snow melted, the spring pool was full, and the flowers bloomed everywhere......

Even if you are wooden, you should know what it means for a woman to give you a nightgown! Not to mention that he is just a wooden and not stupid.

This, this, this is silk, you can't hold it too tightly, and it makes Ah Jiu unhappy.

Lao Zhao put the silk light brown nightgown into his arms, turned around and flew to his room to put it away, his mouth was big, and his face was a smirk that he couldn't contain.

After staying alone in the small bedroom for a long time, he came back to his senses, Ah Jiu gave him a gift, so what did he give Ah Jiu instead?

Lao Zhao didn't have many women, except for Ah Jiu, who grew up in the Bai clan since childhood.

Xiao Wu often smears grease and powder, and Ah Jiu doesn't seem to like these very much.

Xiao Wu often plays killing games, Ah Jiu is so good, how can he like these.

Xiao Wu often squeezes new employees to invite her to dinner, well, Ah Jiu's skills are so good, she can't seem to handle her two dishes......

Lao Zhao felt extremely troubled, and he didn't even perform the task so panicked. If you really want to say what Ah Jiu likes, it is probably to tease him, Ah Jiu is a person who is not easy to be happy, but every time he makes him blush, and he is at a loss, she laughs very happily......

Ah Jiu seems to like to drink hot milk, the warm kind. Well, there's also jade soup.

Lao Zhao's heart lit up, and he immediately ran to the kitchen and drove out Xiao Wang, who was cooking.

"No, Master Zhao, what are you doing, the guests are waiting for the food to be served...... Xiao Wang, who was kicked out, looked at the closed kitchen door speechlessly, Master Zhao is really an ice cube, and this kind of weather is not too hot.

"Get rid of them!"

"Eh, it's okay......" Xiao Wang, who habitually agreed, turned around and walked two steps before he reacted, crying and laughing, "Master Zhao, I don't dare to ...... this"

Lao Zhao thought to himself, too, it's not okay for Ah Jiu to open a restaurant and get rid of her guests by herself, otherwise Ah Jiu is unhappy and drives him away, what if he finally stays after so long...... Then he opened the kitchen door, pointed at Xiao Wang, and said, "I used this pot!"

Xiao Wang looked at Lao Zhao, who was struggling to wash the pot, and couldn't help but explain: "Master Zhao, I have washed this pot ......."

"......" Lao Zhao raised his head and glanced at him coldly, that look frightened Xiao Wang's heart straightened, and he didn't dare to talk more, so he trembled and went to a place far away from him to start stir-frying.

I'm timid, you're free.

Lao Zhao didn't care about him, and now people are full of this eight-inch little black pot. This is not an ordinary pot, this is the pot that is going to stew jade soup for Ah Jiu, and it must be washed cleanly. And that dish, I'll have to wash it a few times later.

The so-called Qixi Festival is still lively at night. It was only evening, and couples were already sitting in pairs at the stall.

Who says you have to have a red wine steak and a candlelit dinner on a date? The September food stalls are full of smiling and sweet lovers.

Aunt Jiu will have people order flowers at this time every year, and they will be placed next to the counter, and each couple who comes holding hands will give one for free. The simple red roses, like their simple love, are fragrant.

She sat at the counter and looked at these people she loved with a smile, as if she was looking at the country she had laid down with her own hands.

"Ah Jiu...... Master!" At this time, Lao Zhao suddenly sweated profusely and came out of the kitchen with a tray.

"Huh?" Aunt Nine turned her head and saw a delicate glass bowl on the tray in his hand, which contained the jade soup that had been stewed all afternoon.

This nerd, don't you just have to do this if you don't see anyone all afternoon? Aunt Jiu suddenly wanted to laugh.

"Ah Jiu, I, I like you," Lao Zhao suddenly came to his courage and raised his voice and said, "Although you often say that I am stupid, I am a little stupid, but I really want to be with you, I want to protect you, I want you to be happy, since I first met you many years ago, I think you are unhappy, you ...... I want to make you happy......"

At this time, everyone noticed this movement, and they all turned their eyes to the two of them, Lao Zhao's face was red, but he knew that he couldn't retreat at this moment! So he straightened up and said: "We are different now, although I don't know what will happen in the future, but now I just want you to be happy, I want to be with you, even if it's for a day......

I have nothing to give you, but I promise you that I will never do anything to you, and the jade soup you like, as long as you want, I will stew it for you every day. Milk you like, I'll give you hot ...... every day."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the delicate glass bowl with both hands and looked at her expectantly.

"Boss, promise!" Xiao Wang shouted loudly.

"Say yes!"

"Promise him!" more and more people coaxed.

"Boss, promise him!" shouted passers-by.

Under the bright light in the small shop, Aunt Jiu raised her head and looked at the stupid man in front of her, with mixed feelings in her heart. She stretched out a pair of delicately maintained hands like jade, and took the glass bowl in his hand.

At this moment, the surroundings were surprisingly quiet. I saw Aunt Jiu casually put the bowl on the counter, and the glass touched the table, making a "click" sound.

Lao Zhao was a little flustered, was Ah Jiu unhappy? Did she refuse? Ah Jiu didn't like him and didn't want to be with him?

In just a few seconds, Lao Zhao crossed thousands of question marks in his heart, and his heart was a little throbbing.

"Fool, isn't that bowl hot," Aunt Jiu glanced at him, and then Ruyu's hands took his hand and blew it quite distressedly, "Look, your hands are hot!"

"Okay!" I don't know who took the lead in applauding, and the whole world was drowned out in applause.

Lao Zhao withdrew his hand a little uncomfortably, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and said, "No, it doesn't hurt......"