Chapter 29: Dumb people eat coptis, and they can't say what they are suffering from!
"Okay, okay, don't you say hello to me, bring the tea, you've been out for three years. ”
After the old lady finished speaking, a maid soon came up with tea, which was hot and steaming.
There is an unwritten rule in Xijing, but if you haven't been home for a few years, the first thing you do is to make tea.
It must also be piping hot, steaming, symbolizing prosperity.
Shen Ningshuang saw that the old lady opened her mouth, and she didn't want to say anything, if she continued, she was afraid that she would just slap herself in the face, so it was better not to say anything.
However, Song Zhirou looked at the bowl of tea boiling hot, and there was a trace of cunning in her eyes.
Song Ling took Song Zhirou's expression into his eyes, and naturally knew what Song Zhirou wanted to do.
Song Ling in his previous life was able to sit in the position of queen, so naturally he was not a character that could be underestimated.
Even if it was her, she was still stained with a lot of blood, and those open guns and hidden arrows, Song Ling caught one and killed one by one.
In the years that he followed Chu Linhan, Song Ling didn't learn anything, except what it meant to retaliate with a tooth for a tooth.
Song Ling was about to go to the front end of the tea, but Song Ling took the lead.
"Big brother, I'll come. Song Ling said in a low voice, and then walked towards the old lady step by step.
At this moment, Song Zhirou quietly stretched out her foot, and the corner of Song Ling's mouth hooked up a smile, and she walked over directly.
"Be careful!" Song Jing watched Song Ling rush forward, and immediately shouted, panicking in his heart.
If this tea is spilled on the old lady, the consequences will be unimaginable!
However, Song Ling was already strong in martial arts, how could he be tripped by Song Zhirou so easily?
"Ah!" Song Ling pretended to be panicked and shouted, the old lady and Shen Ningshuang both looked ugly, but Song Zhirou looked proud.
In an instant, Song Ling suddenly changed direction and poured the teacup in his hand at Song Zhirou.
Song Zhirou looked at this change, and her originally snickering expression instantly became frightened.
If this cup of tea is splashed on the face, won't it be disfigured?
Thinking of this, Song Zhirou subconsciously raised her hand to cover it.
"Ah!!!" A scream sounded, and the hot tea splashed on Song Zhirou's body without dropping.
Song Zhirou, who was in pain, screamed again and again: "Ah! Scald me to death! Song Ling, how can you do this! Cold water, give me cold water!"
Song Zhirou only felt the pain of her hands burning, and subconsciously raised her hand to resist, although she blocked a large amount of tea splashed on her face, but her hands suddenly turned red.
The pain made Song Zhirou start to speak.
Shen Ningshuang looked at her baby daughter like this, and instantly felt distressed, and immediately stood up and pushed Song Ling away.
"Zhirou, are you okay? What are you still doing in a daze? Why don't you hurry up and get the scald cream?" Shen Ningshuang roared angrily, Shen Ningshuang had already ignored the old lady at this moment.
And the old lady was also very shocked when she looked at the scene in front of her, and almost splashed the tea on her face!
"Song Ling, did you do it on purpose?" Shen Ningshuang gritted her teeth and looked at Song Ling, just at that angle, it was impossible to splash Song Zhirou, Song Ling definitely did it on purpose.
Of course, Shen Ningshuang had already seen Song Zhirou's small actions just now.
After all, once Song Ling injured the old lady, he would definitely be punished, but he didn't expect that Song Ling would splash directly at Song Zhirou.
This result caught Song Zhirou and Shen Ningshuang off guard, and made them very angry.
"Sister, I don't know where I offended you, why did you do this to me. Song Zhirou said with tears in her eyes, but her eyes glanced at the old lady from time to time.
I had lost my temper just now, but this time, I had to win the love of the old lady.
When Song Ling heard these coated words, his heart retched.
Just now, the lion roared in Hedong and called him by his name, but now he has a sister, and he is so weak, he feels disgusting when he thinks about it.
Since Song Zhirou can be pretentious, then Song Ling will be even more pretentious!
"Sister, I don't know what's going on, I was suddenly mixed with something, Aunt Shen on the left, and grandma in front, I can't splash it on them, right?"
When Song Ling said this, he immediately glanced at the old lady aggrievedly, and continued to speak:
"I thought that sister, you were as light as a swallow, you must be able to hide, who knew sister, you couldn't hide, but my sister is young, her skin is beautiful, and it is good to raise it. ”
"If it burns Aunt Shen and grandma, presumably my sister would prefer to be burned by herself, right?"
Song Ling looked at Song Zhirou apologetically and said, what she said was a high-sounding sound, and Song Zhirou was dumbfounded.
Song Ling's words were directly blocked, and Song Zhirou was speechless.
What does it mean to be as light as a swallow? What does it mean to be young and raised?
Song Zhirou was so angry that she almost vomited blood because of Song Ling's words.
However, Song Zhirou still had no way to refute it.
If Song Zhirou refutes, doesn't it mean that Song Zhirou hopes that it is Shen Ningshuang and the old lady who will be burned?
If you swallow it like this, although you can give the old lady a good impression, you will be equivalent to eating Coptis chinensis dumbly, and you can't say what you are suffering.
Sure enough, I still underestimated Song Ling, a slut!
"My sister is right, this tea is so hot that I don't have anything, as long as my mother and grandmother are fine. Song Zhirou followed Song Ling's words, her eyes were hazy, but she wanted to cut Song Ling with a thousand knives in her heart.
As soon as the old lady heard this, the relief in her eyes was strong again, and sure enough, Song Zhirou was filial.
Then the old lady said to the maid: "Go get some burn cream, don't let the second lady leave a scar." ”
As soon as the old lady finished speaking, the maid immediately saluted and left.
Song Ling looked at Song Zhirou's forcibly aggrieved appearance, and his heart was happy.
Since she likes to make small moves, Song Ling doesn't mind taking care of everything.
"Song Ling, what's the matter with you, why did you stumble?" The old lady looked at Song Zhirou distressedly, and turned her gaze to Song Ling again, her eyes full of questions.
When Song Zhirou heard this, she immediately raised her head, a sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth, waiting for Song Ling to explain.
If Song Ling can't explain it, then she can just add fuel to the fire and let the old lady misunderstand Song Ling, and then she won't believe it, Song Ling can still be clever?
However, Song Jing walked to Song Ling's side, squatted down and tinkered with something.
"Grandma, don't blame my sister for this, you see, this brick seems to be a little warped, and it is very easy to trip. ”
"It's not my sister who tripped this time, then next time it's grandma, you, the minions in this house are really incompetent!"
Song Kuang squatted down and pointed to the brick seriously.