MTL - The Feast-Chapter 8 : Ominous premonition

"Well, forget it, don't eat it, I go to the study." Duan Tingxuan also knows that he is a little unreasonable, just looking at the table full of delicious dishes, but he always shakes the big bowl of dumplings in front of his eyes, really upset, Instead of angering his wife, it would be better to go to the study room, maybe hungry in the middle of the night, and eat it and feel delicious.

When I came to the study room, I saw Siping coming out from the inside. His eyes lit up and he smiled. "How? But what about the Lord's things?"

Sipingyi saw him, and his mouth was more ugly than crying. "Yeah, you spared the servant of the minion. The dumplings of the day before yesterday said that you were too tired and tired. The day before yesterday, you said that it was too light and tasteless. Yesterday, you said that it was too salty. After the small one went back today, the old lady had fried another pot, but the slaves only ate it. The smell was not there. I analyzed the reason and forgot to put the salt. Lord, I When my mother is old, I can't afford to toss it. A few more times, the slaves are afraid that they will not eat normal meals when they go home."

"Is it so serious that you said?" Duan Tingxuan looked black and black and looked at his confidant: "Mom's weekdays are not saying that the head can break the blood, but the loyalty to my husband will never be lost? Now I have not let you break." When the head bleeds, let you go home and give me the whole meal. I will start crying and rushing to the ground. I am afraid that I will not be able to eat normal meals in the future. If I can’t eat it, I will starve to death. your."

Si Pingxuan couldn't speak. Duan Tingxuan also knew that he was angry. The first three dumplings had made him understand the truth: the delicious dumplings are not because it is called dumplings, but because who made it. of.

"You said, what kind of cooking skills did the woman really learn in the temple of the singer with the prince?" When he came to the study room, Duan Tingxuan sat down in his chair, and now he was thinking that he was too lazy to look at it. The wife of the family.

"This...the things of the ghosts and gods may not be accurate. Just...the slaves are reluctant. After the grandmother died, it seems that it has changed personally." Siping carefully looked at the face of the master and muttered: "So...maybe, what is the prince, what is true, maybe it is ah."

Changed to be personal.

Duan Tingxuan sat up straight, and there was a thunder in his mind: Yes, it was a person, not just cooking skills, her temperament, speech, attitude, look, and the past are completely different, no matter how Such a life-and-death disaster will not let a person completely change, or Jiangshan can change the nature of this difficult sentence can not become a famous saying.

interesting.

Duan Tingxuan’s mouth showed a sly smile, and slowly leaned back on the back of the chair: Is it a resurrection? Or is the fox upper body? Or is it the path of the female ghost? I have never heard of such a thing before, huh, if it is, then it is fun. Hey, the child doesn't blame and blame, he shouldn't be too impatient, just wait and see.

Thinking of this, he looked up at the sky outside the window, only to see the darkness, so he said to himself: "But, let me have a good night's dream this evening, and tomorrow."

"Say what?"

Siping was shocked by the strange speech of the master. The subconscious asked a sentence, but he saw that Duan Tingxuan didn't look at him with a good spirit. He said coldly: "Talk about what you buried after you lost your job."

Siping then lowered his head and never dared to say a word.

*

"Xiangyun, you look at the porridge pot, and cut off the two salted duck eggs by the way, I went to wash my face, my grandmother probably woke up."

In the small kitchen of Meiyuelou, Honglian has done everything. When she sees Xiangyun’s refreshingness, she will hand over the finishing work to her. She will bring out the hot water and go out to the door of the warm room. Sure enough, I heard a screaming voice inside, so I knocked on the door and went into it. I poured the warm hot water into the copper basin on the shelf and smiled. "Grandma got up early and kept talking, what? Is this something so happy?"

"Happy?"

Su warmly came over, filigree fingers pointed at his right eye: "Look, look at my eyes, find out what?"

Honglian looked carefully and wondered and shook his head: "No, what happened to Grandma's eyes?"

"Let's take a look, be careful." Su warms and looks at her with hateful iron. "How many times have you said that you should observe things carefully, you are a big girl, and you have to give Xiangyun an example... ”

"Grandma, slaves really didn't see anything, even the eyelids didn't, what do you want the slaves to see?" Red Lotus heard the words of his grandmother, and he knew that the gas had not passed, he almost stunned and looked hard. Su warms the right eye, is it because the eyelashes are in the eyes? But I can't see it.

"You haven't found this eyelid jumping all the time?" Su warmed and listened to the words of Honglian, and did not mind to educate the loyal hoe, and sighed and blinked.

"The slaves can't see it." Red lotus eyes widened, but they saw the warm and beautiful double eyelids of the Soviet Union. It was tender and steady. Where are the signs of violent beating?

"Oh, yes, I don't jump now." Su warmed his face and said: "Weird, it’s just like when you just got up and jumped."

Hong Lian prepared for her pancreas and other things, shaking her head and laughing: "Even so, Grandma does not have to be so upset."

"Left eye jumps, right eye jump, this slang has not heard of it?" Su warmly asked, but thought? It is said that this is a very old saying, is this overhead era not even?

"Hey, I heard it when I was young, but I haven't seen anything in these years, I forgot it." Red Lotus smiled slightly, watching Su warmed and washed her face and sat down at the dresser, and came behind her. She combed her hair and sighed: "If there is a disaster, what kind of disaster is greater than the disaster of the previous grandmother's hunger strike? Now that the disaster has passed, the slaves only feel that this day is better every day, that is, occasionally It hurts a bit, and I feel how many times sweeter than the dark days of the past."

"Look at you for this." Su warmly patted the table: "The reason why people are human is because people have lofty ideals, great pursuits, not like animals and animals, enough to fall asleep." Say you are so eager to pursue, what is different from animals?"

"Slaves feel that their ideals and pursuits are very good." Red Lotus frowned, but listened to Su warmly surprised: "What? You still feel very good? No? You are even worse than animals?" ”

"What is the grandmother's ideal and pursuit?" Honglian smiled and made the black hair like a cloud, and then picked two pearls in the jewelry box and prepared to insert them.

"My ideals and pursuits are to eat all the food in the world." Su warmed and screamed in the air, and the next moment, I heard the confusing voice of the confidant: "Is this not the ideal of animals?"

“Can that be the same?” Su warmed his eyes and looked at the red lotus with his unfortunate look: “Does the animal know how to make fried food? Do you know how to make the best delicious food? Know how many knives should be cut on the squid. How can I cut it to taste? I know how to cut a few knives to get the taste of the squid? I know the grass carp... In short, they are full of food. They can eat deliciously with me. Every meal is a great ideal for the highest enjoyment. Compared?"

The red lotus was silent, and the silver carp was inserted in the dark black hair.

"Now do you understand the gap between me and the beast?" Su warmed his chin and looked proudly at the red lotus. When she saw her nod, like a garlic, the woman was still unsatisfied. She had to ask: "Well, then you Talk about the gap between me and the beast? Don't repeat what I said."

Hong Lian bitter face, I thought I knew that there was such an innocent disaster. It would be the case that Xiang Yun came to serve. The hoof would shoot grandma fart, not like me, and would not lie. Because I was careful to look at the warm and warm face of Su, I thought about it for a long while, and cautiously said: "The gap between Grandma and the beast? Is that... Grandma is a relatively advanced animal?"

"Hey... cough and cough..." There is no tea in the warm warm mouth~www.novelbuddy.com~ So she spit out the saliva, and then she didn't spray it clean, and some left into her throat and let her A good cough.

"I haven't saved it, you haven't saved Honglian." Su warmed his anger and shook his head, his eyes were full of desperate and sad eyes: "You can only be so mediocre in this life."

"The slave is a prostitute, but it is not a mediocrity. Is it still counting on the Wenwu champion?" Honglian couldn’t help but smile: "Yes, when it comes to the examination, maybe grandma and grandfather can say Going together, the old man concealed his identity to test..."

"Stop, shut up, in the Mei Yue Lou, that scum man is an eternal taboo, understand?" Su warmed his arms and made a big cross on his chest: "Do you know the story of the crow's mouth? Know the story of the wolf entering the room." Red Lotus, you have this tendency now, you must immediately annihilate this tendency in the cradle."

"But here is Houfu. Although Meiyuelou is deserted, it is a real estate. If he wants to come, he will use slaves..."

"You still pout?" Su warmed and angered, and then quickly circled in the house: "When it's over, contact the eyelids just now, plus your crow's mouth, this is a precursor to the misfortune."

The voice fell, and suddenly I heard Xiangyun shouted in the restaurant: "The meal is good, grandma, porridge, fresh duck egg yolk with oil..."

Yu Yin is still echoing in the house, but the warmth of the Soviet Union is gone. Hong Lian looked at the residual image at the door, and he whispered for a long while: "Is this a sign of a disaster? The grandmother, you still run so fast? The people who are in the middle of the disaster still remember to eat?"

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