Chapter 92: The Old Beggars in the Deserted Temple (3)
"Hmm~~~~ It's delicious, it's delicious. Qin Ku'er's eyes were bent into crescents with a smile.
The old beggar also smiled when he looked at Qin Ku'er's slightly contrived expression, broke off the other chicken leg and took a bite, then shook his head and muttered, "It's still a little bit worse." ”
"Where, where, it's already delicious. The juice is full, the chicken is soft and fragrant, and to be honest, this chicken can completely open a rotisserie chicken restaurant. Qin Ku'er said as she ate, and the big chicken leg with her big face in her hand was almost only a bone.
"Is it that exaggerated?" Tang Xiu'er thought to herself, and when she looked back, she found that Qin Ku'er was staring at her side, so she quickly turned her head and snorted.
Qin Ku'er smiled, gnawed the chicken leg in a few bites, threw away the bone, tore off a chicken wing from the roast chicken, and walked to Tang Xiu'er's side to stretch it.
"Sister, eat chicken wings. ”
Tang Xiu'er didn't look back, and said, "Don't." ”
Qin Ku'er tilted his head and said, "You haven't eaten for a day, aren't you hungry?"
"I'm not hungry, and I'm not your sister. Tang Xiu'er was actually really hungry at this time, she didn't feel hungry yet, but just now she heard Qin Ku'er's contrived sound of eating chicken, and the aroma of roast chicken rushed to her nose, and she felt goose when she wasn't hungry.
Qin Ku'er grinned when she heard this, and piled the chicken wings directly to Tang Xiu'er's mouth, this time Tang Xiu'er was really annoyed, and directly pushed back.
Where did Qin Ku'er think that Tang Xiu'er would suddenly come like this, ah, and fell to the ground. Her hands were originally full of chicken fat, but when she fell, her hand slipped, and the chicken wings flew up.
"My chicken wings!" Qin Ku'er fell to the ground, and he didn't care about the pain of his butt falling, so he hurriedly threw himself towards the chicken wings. Fortunately, the hands and feet are fast, a flutter, and the chicken wings are caught with both hands. I exhaled, thinking that I was lucky not to fall to the ground. He patted the dust off his body and stood up.
Tang Xiu'er just had a hot head just now, and after pushing people, she found that she had done too much, and she was also relieved to see Qin Ku'er catching the chicken wings.
Qin Ku'er was not angry, and walked up to Tang Xiu'er again, wanting to hand the chicken wings to Tang Xiu'er, and smiled at Tang Xiu'er.
Tang Xiu'er actually wanted to take it over softly, but when she thought that she had said that she wouldn't eat it before, she couldn't say anything about it on her face when she took it now. "I ......"
Suddenly, the old beggar spoke, and when he spoke, he didn't look at Tang Xiu'er and just continued to eat chicken.
"You little girl, but you are not as good as your sister. ”
Hearing that the old beggar began to criticize herself, Tang Xiu'er was displeased, and just wanted to reply, the old beggar's next words stunned her.
"You're old, but you're squirming and posturing. Although you seem to be polite to me, when you come in, you see me as an old beggar, and you actually feel very disgusted. After you looked at my clothes just now, you secretly frowned, do you dislike my dirty chicken?"
Tang Xiu'er was also surprised in her heart, although she didn't dislike the identity of this old beggar, but when she saw the old beggar's dirty clothes just now, she was really disgusted. After all, Tang Xiu'er is the eldest lady of the Tang Sect, and she has lived a privileged life since she was a child, where can the people she comes into contact with be such a dirty person as this old beggar.
Although she often walks around Ba County, she usually sees beggars far away, and this time it is the first time to get in touch with a beggar so closely, so it is inevitable that she will feel uncomfortable.
"I don't have a ......" This is Tang Xiu'er's truth, although she dislikes the old beggar for being dirty, but just now those who thought that it was not easy for the old beggar to have a chicken to eat, and wanted to pull Qin Ku'er away was also the true thought in her heart.
"Then why don't you eat it?" said the old beggar, taking a gourd from his side, and taking a bite when he pulled the lid.
"I ......" Tang Xiu'er's face was flushed, she couldn't say what she really thought, she just felt that if she really had to take the chicken wings and eat them, she would lose.
The old beggar took a sip of wine, shook his whole body, and said, "Little girl, you look chic, but you seem to be bound by something, which makes people look very confused." ”
Who knows, at this time, Qin Ku'er actually helped Tang Xiu'er speak, "Grandpa, you don't know this." My sister is a famous lady, so she naturally has a bit of a young lady's temper. You think it's you beggars, the sky is the bed, and the people have the identity of the family. ”
Tang Xiu'er was first moved by Qin Ku'er's first few words to help her speak, and then she was frightened by Qin Ku'er's last few words. I thought, you little ghost, obviously the beggar chicken has been eaten for you, and you are talking so politely.
The old beggar listened to Qin Ku'er's words, but he didn't get angry, laughed, took a sip of wine, and said, "Interesting, interesting, you little ghost, it's really interesting to talk." Although it sounds very unpleasant, why do I, an old beggar, feel more comfortable than such a pretentious and lying adult? It's cool, it's even cooler than me. ”
Qin Ku'er listened to the old beggar's words, touched his head embarrassedly, and said, "Grandpa, you are too exaggerated, I am just a child's words, a child's words." After saying that, he also smirked.
These two people were laughing, but Tang Xiuer wanted to cry. Before entering this broken temple just now, she felt that Qin Ku'er was a little beyond her belief, and she was not mature. Now Qin Ku'er is in this temple, and he seems to be familiar with the old beggar, and you and I are like singing.
Obviously, these two should be meeting for the first time, but why do the two talk in such a tone, as if they are deliberately singing a play here. Tang Xiu'er couldn't help but shake her body, and she looked at Qin Ku'er's smirking little face at this time.
Tang Xiu'er suddenly felt that it was not that she could take the opportunity to take Qin Ku'er back to the Tang Gate as a bargaining chip, but that Qin Ku'er had set a trap waiting for her to take her back to the Tang Gate. The more I thought about it, the more terrifying I felt, but when I looked at Qin Ku'er again, I still felt that my idea was ridiculous.
After all, Qin Ku'er is really just a little girl who is more than ten years old, even if she is psychologically precocious and looks far from her age, but what she thinks should be just delusions.
But what was the matter with the old beggar? Why did he say things as if he had known me for a long time, as if he had always been dissatisfied with my grandmother's discipline and restrictions?
At this time, the beggar said another word, which made Tang Xiu'er, who was originally suspicious and thinking in her heart, completely silent, lowered her head and sighed.
"Besides, I see that you've been frowning ever since you came in, as if you were worried about something. ”
Qin Ku'er heard the old beggar's words, thinking that Tang Xiu'er was worried about Xi Murong's pursuit, so she opened her mouth to comfort: "Sister, didn't you say it, that female villain can't get out of the city." Don't worry, let's eat the chicken wings first. ”
At this moment, a burst of laughter came. Tang Xiu'er and Qin Ku'er, who lowered their heads, were both startled, and looked up at the temple gate, where a slender figure was standing at the door.
"Yo yo yo, who said I couldn't get out of the city?"