Chapter 87 (2/2)

Sister Jing?

Duan Tingxuan almost didn't let his saliva choke. He thought that wennuan hated jing'er most in the past. How can he be so close now? Still sister? Oh! got it. It's obviously similar. They don't like me. They just look at each other.

With this in mind, the little Marquis really felt that life was lonely and melancholy like snow. Fortunately, Xue Zhilan was still obsessed with it. He was more balanced in his heart and said bitterly: obviously, Lan'er is infatuated with me, but I have to go to warm to be boring. It turns out that I am no different from other men. I am all cheap bones.

Bitch, bitch.

With this understanding, the little Marquis just sighed and didn't produce any tiger body. He regained his old prestige and didn't want to be a cheap bone. He knew it was useless. Why waste time? Just add laughter.

Put away the vase and several people returned to Qiuyun Pavilion. Xue Zhilan naturally refused to let go of this opportunity. Duan Tingxuan was also worried about not letting Su wennuan go his own way and went to Aunt Jing's room, which was too inhumane. So they all sat in the main room. After talking for a while, Xue Zhilan sent people to the kitchen to deliver food.

Naturally, Su wennuan won't really cook. It's too unruly for Mrs. Shizi to cook for Ping's wife and aunt. Duan Tingxuan can't live without the food she cooked all day, and it's impossible to put forward such excessive requirements regardless of his wife's identity, so everyone eats the regular dishes sent by the kitchen. The people in the kitchen also knew that Duan Tingxuan was here, so they paid extra attention. The four people put up a full table.

Xue Zhilan ordered the girl to bring a pot of wine. Su wennuan didn't want to drink it. It was said that it was osmanthus honey, so he drank a cup. With a few chopsticks, he frowned slightly, but heard Duan Tingxuan say, ”who is in charge of the kitchen now? Why is the food getting worse day by day? It's clear that it was good two days ago.”

Xue Zhilan jumped in her heart and looked at Su wennuan, but she heard aunt Jing say, ”I also feel that the taste is a little bad. It seems that it's the matter of these two or three days. The lotus root soup in my house yesterday didn't rot much. I don't know if it was a little errant when cooking.”

Aunt Jing doesn't like to participate in these struggles. Besides, she is just a brothel leader. Even her aunt has no threat to Xue Zhilan and Xu ranyun except her beauty and talent. Therefore, they never take her seriously. No matter how confused Duan Tingxuan is, it's impossible for a brothel woman to take charge of the house. Therefore, when she said this, it was purely her own feeling. It was like chatting. There was no mystery. She probably didn't even know that Xue's daughter-in-law was expelled.

But Xue Zhilan knew this very well. At the moment, she only looked at Su wennuan and saw her say faintly: ”Isn't it bad? Originally, Xue's daughter-in-law was the most open-minded and eager to learn in the kitchen. She always came to pester me to teach her how to cook. She learned my cooking skills three or four times. Even the old lady said that her shrimp and eel noodles were not much worse than mine. I was thinking about being relaxed. Unexpectedly, she offended grandma Yun and was sent to the laundry. Now she has changed it People who cook according to the old rules? So of course the taste is bad. ”(to be continued.)

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