Chapter 6 (1/2)
One second remember, provide you with wonderful novel reading. Near the Dragon Boat Festival, the weather has been a little hot. It is just this evening that there can be a few cool winds. When the master and servant walked out of the garden, they saw the door of Meiyue building open from a distance. When they approached, they saw that the courtyard was also neat, with verdant flowers and trees, and there was no dilapidated scene in their imagination.
Walking up the steps, I saw a table on the balcony outside the gate. On the table was a large blue and white bowl, which was probably filled with food. With the light wind, a fragrance went straight into my nose.
Out of curiosity, Duan Tingxuan gathered together and took out the pasta from the big bowl. After shaking his head for a long time, he looked at Siping and asked shamelessly, ”this shape... Should be dumplings? How can it be so big?”
Siping smiled and said, ”the slave is at home every day. Occasionally, my mother also makes this to eat. It's not the dumplings I ate in Su RI. It's the ordered dumplings. Don't you see? She's fried, not boiled. Look, it's still the burning incense of the yellow cage.”
Duan Tingxuan looked at the steaming dumplings. He felt his index finger move and didn't speak. He put it directly into his mouth and took a bite. At the next moment, the delicious and slightly hot juice filled his mouth, making him breathe comfortably.
”Hey! I just think they can't live here. I didn't expect to live so moist and have such a good thing to eat.” Duan Tingxuan solved the big dumpling in three pairs, stretched out his hand and took another one out. He smiled with Siping: ”go search in the kitchen and see if it's OK. There may be any small dishes for dinner. Oh, by the way, where are the people? Where are the people?”
Siping's face immediately wrinkled into balsam pear and whispered, ”Lord, you don't know grandma's temperament. Let her know that you ate her dumplings. I don't know how to deceive you. Ask the slave to say, if you like it, let's just take this bowl of dumplings away. Don't let Grandma see it.”
”When you see it, you see it. What can you do?”
Duan Tingxuan was always informal. At the moment, he ate with oil all over his mouth and hands. He licked his fingers and glanced sideways at Siping. He sneered: ”she lives in my Lord, eats my Lord's flowers, wears my Lord's flowers, and is my wife. Do you wronged her? Don't talk nonsense. If you go, you'll go. I'll take care of anything.”
After talking for a while, it was already five vegetable dumplings. The vegetable dumplings in the blue and white bowl were more than half less. It can be seen that the size of the dumplings is really not small.
Siping had no choice but to move to the kitchen. As soon as he took two steps, he heard the sound of footsteps. He was so frightened that a tall son jumped behind Duan Tingxuan and stammered, ”Sir, someone... Someone is coming.”
Duan Tingxuan was so angry that he kicked the little guy in the leg and said, ”there are people when there are people. It's not a tiger. Look at you like a bear. It's a fucking shame for me.”
”No wonder grandma said so firmly. The cherries are really red and beautiful when cooked. I just took a sip. It's better than sister Honglian's best sour plum soup.”
With the sound, Honglian and Xiangyun came out of the kitchen from afar, each carrying a white porcelain bowl. Just talking and laughing, he seemed to find something wrong in front of him. When he looked up at Duan Tingxuan, the two girls screamed, and the bowl in his hand fell straight down.
”Be careful.”
Duan Tingxuan shouted, and his figure flashed in front of the second daughter. As soon as he bent down, he copied the two bowls that were about to fall on the ground, and the full cherry juice didn't spill a little.
”Well, it's to match this drink. It's good. You're very thoughtful.”
Duan Tingxuan held a big bowl in both hands. He didn't look at the petrified red lotus and Xiangyun at all. He stretched out his mouth and took a sip at each of the two bowls. Then he breathed a long sigh of relief. He said with a smile: ”it's better than sour plum soup, but it's still warm. If it's put in a kettle and cooled down in the well, it will be more delicious.”
”Ye... Ye... Maidservant... Maidservant has seen ye...”
Until Duan Tingxuan returned to the table with two big bowls, sat down and ate a vegetable dumpling, the two poor girls woke up and worshipped Yingying. But Duan Tingxuan waved and said calmly, ”just don't do these red tape. Instead, take out some good things in your kitchen. Well, I think this dish of dumplings should be accompanied by porridge? There's no need to make a lot of tricks. It's good to make some white sugar porridge.”
Fa... What happened? Are you dreaming?
This is the question that arises in the hearts of Xiangyun and Honglian, but they don't have the courage to ask this. They can only watch the shameless man pick up the penultimate dumpling in the big bowl and put it to their mouth.