Chapter 19

Time flies, and the years are quiet.

Three years passed in a hurry.

Xiao Qiu is 13 years old, a prosperous teenager... Yu Lan is 17 years old, a little old teenager; Xiao Song is 33 years old... The old woman doesn't explain.

The life of the Ziqing School is very quiet and almost without any waves... A group of servants who love to gossip, a housekeeper who loves to play chess and nagging, a big disciple who is so relieved that he has no sense of existence, a little apprentice who is so eye-catching that people can't trust, and an old woman who is almost paralyzed... Small days.

Although Xiao Song is not young, there is almost no trace of time on her body. She has always been her most beautiful 18-year-old appearance. Because of her temperament, she looks just a young girl in her 20s. In short, she successfully disobeyed the laws of nature and became an unscientific existence of reverse growth. Compared with her previous life, she looks younger now... After all, she is not Xiao Xia in the original work. She has not experienced those sad things, and her mentality is also very optimistic... There is not a saying that happiness makes people young, sad and aging... Don't ask who said it.

Although her cold breath has increased, her age has shown low aging (?!) Trend... I don't know whether it's a good thing or a bad thing. Everyone loves young and beautiful. Even the old woman Xiao Song is no exception, but there is a no* around her. If she continues to be so young and beautiful... it doesn't feel very wonderful.

As for Yu Lan's teenager, he is much taller and stronger than three years ago. He is 1.78 meters without explanation, and he is much stronger than the previous life. Think about it, Yu Lan in the last life has been worried about his chastity, for fear that his master will do something wrong to him, and he can't eat well and sleep well. How can he grow well? ←_←!

And the biggest change is Xiao Qiu... Xiao Song saw the shadow of 16-year-old Xiao Qiu on him.

When she crossed over and possessed Xiao Xia at the beginning of her first life, she saw Xiao Qiu for the first time. At that time, Xiao Qiu was only 13 years old, that is, he is now. He was good-looking, but he could see at a glance that he was young. After all, there was still baby fat on his face, and his hands and feet were just beginning to grow, like spring bamboo shoots after the rain. Although he was full of vitality, he was also very tender. If it hadn't been for the too cold swallow eyes that were so attractive that people almost forgot his age in those eyes... He was actually a real 13-year-old teenager.

And now...

I feel that in the past two years, this child has swelled up quickly like a blown ball... Those things that have been eaten seem to have all grown bones, and their height has faintly caught up with the momentum of catching up with Lan. The long hands and feet make the whole person look a little thin and weak, and it also sets off a face more and more delicate, not at all. Sense of discord.

This teenager probably accidentally ate the ripening agent... The identification is complete.

For Xiao Song, she still prefers the pink and lovely little Xiaoqiu when she was a child. Xiao Qiu, who grew up, always makes her a little uncomfortable... Although he is not as cold and deep as the feeling of the first life, and he is not as mysterious as in his dream. Thanks to her, Xiao Qiu in this life However, it is not so cheerful, simple and kind, but it does not make people feel uncomfortable and want to escape at first sight.

It can even be said that Xiao Song feels that Xiao Qiu is quite filial to her as a master...

It's simply that she can't talk, can't fight back, and she can't complain... cough... Of course, she doesn't want to hit him.

At first glance, Xiao Qiu's obedient appearance is still quite attractive. Even if she doesn't like to be close to him, she can't bear to refuse again and again in the face of such a pair of innocent little eyes...

After all, she is still a kind and soft-hearted girl ←o(╯□╰)o←!

......

If there are other changes in the Ziqing faction that can attract Xiao Song's attention, it is probably that Master Zhang is getting older and older... When people are old, their brains are not easy to use, and they are easy to be confused and lost... When cooking, sugar is often used as salt, and vinegar as wine is also common. After eating a plate of sour and astringent hibiscus cake, a basin of sweet greasy crystal elbows and boiled fish soup that people couldn't bear to look directly at, Xiao Song suddenly felt that he would no longer love it.

The good thing is that Lan's young latecomers succeeded in saving Xiao Song's tormented taste buds.

Xiao Song said that she really loved Yu Lan... Yu Lan is really a good teenager! The crow fed back in such a timely manner that it was in vain that she worked hard to pull him up ←_←!

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In the calm, Xiao Song ushered in the expected New Year's Eve. This year's New Year's Eve is a little different, because it is not only New Year's Eve, but also the 150th anniversary of the founding of the Ziqing School. Naturally, the scale of the event is much larger than before... Of course, in fact, it is not much larger. The Ziqing faction has long blocked the mountains and locks. If they ignore the affairs of the world, they will naturally not entertain the people of the world. To put it bluntly, there are still such a bunch of old people looking at each other's faces ←_←!

Xiao Song, the head of the family, has always been under the name of a head of the family. Usually, those things on those scenes are done by Uncle Li, who is not too old. She never comes out. Even at such a banquet, the only thing she does is to say three words lightly after Uncle Li's impassionious statement: "Start ." Then... there is no decisiveness.

Everyone has also experienced it. They have long been used to the virtue of their leaders. They should eat and drink. They won't say anything more. Also because of the adaptation of these years, everyone has been able to get used to some special occasions, can be the leader in the same way, and completely ignore the leader's big words... Anyway, as long as it's not too hot, the leader is completely indifferent.

Yu Lan is still happy to add tea and toast to a bunch of sunset elderly people as usual... The only difference is that since when, a small table was added next to her independent table, marked: Xiao Qiu's exclusive... Aunt Liu is responsible for the banquet, and Aunt Liu has always loved Xiao the most. Qiu, Xiao Song doesn't have to think about how neatly he is sold.

After all, New Year's Eve is not a festival. Even in this era, it cares about the end of the year. Xiao Song can leave early, but not too early. So she once persuaded: "Qiu'er, why don't you join in the fun with your brother? How boring it is to be a teacher." After taking Xiao Qiu as an apprentice, her name has slowly recovered from 'old body' to 'teacher'. The old body claimed to have been heard by Uncle Li once... At that time, Uncle Li, who had a fragile glass heart, felt bad. Since then, he has been scanning her with strange eyes, which made Xiao Song a little stressed and could not change his words.

In the face of Xiao Song's euphemistic drive, Xiao Qiu has always just lowered her eyebrows and said, "Qiu'er doesn't like to be lively and wants to accompany the master."

If Xiao Song wants to persuade again, the teenager will directly lower his eyelids and stop talking... Silence is really the most terrible weapon... Huh, the silent Xiao Qiu teenager is so terrible!

Xiao Song is also afraid that this persuasion will have a counterproductive effect. If Xiao Qiu teenager directly asks, 'Master, don't you like me' or something, she will really be sad.

Therefore, I will go with Xiao Qiu... Anyway, it is also a good thing for someone to bring tea, water and vegetables to peel off the shell. Xiao Qiu dares to serve her, why doesn't she dare to enjoy being served? Human beings should learn to be content and happy.

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Xiao Song has the habit of dessert after eating. This year's dessert is a little different from previous years. It turned out to be egg flower wine balls. Naturally, she ate a lot of this in her previous life, but here... Ha ha, she really hasn't eaten it.

I scooped a spoonful and put it into my mouth, and the sweet smell of wine immediately dissipated, filling the whole mouth. The bowl with balls was not big, but two or three mouthfuls were exhausted. Xiao Song sighed contentedly: "Well..."

Xiao Qiu, sitting on the side, elegantly put a piece of fresh and tender fish meat with a fish bone into the bowl in front of Xiao Song, and seemed to inadvertently ask, "Master... Do you like this ball?"

I'm used to receiving early feedback (!) Xiao Song didn't care much and nodded: "Well, it tastes really good... Yu Lan is interested." Now that Master Zhang has retired, Yu Lan has been fully responsible for the kitchen. Naturally, Xiao Song will not question the source of the wine-brewed meatballs that appeared on the banquet. What's more, she told Yu Lan two days ago that she wanted to change her taste and eat wine-brewed meatballs!

She was so sure that she didn't notice that she was the only one with egg-flower wine brewed balls on this table, and she didn't notice that Xiao Qiu's hand was stiff for so long, and a haze flashed in the beautiful swallow's eyes - how could it be Yu Lan? Obviously... Obviously... it's him! It was he who accidentally heard the master say that he wanted to eat this, so he went down the mountain and asked someone to make the ingredients... Yu Lan clearly did nothing!

For what?!

His expression of wanting to rest attracted Xiao Song's attention. She swallowed a mouthful of balls, looked sideways at him, and asked vaguely, "What's wrong?" Obviously, he is old, but when the pair of Yuanyuan looks at a person, he is really so innocent that he can't be innocent, and no matter how big his temper is, he can't send it out.

Xiao Qiu shook his head, "Nothing... Master, it's good if you like it."

Xiao Song looked at him suspiciously, although he could feel that the other party's mood seemed to be a little wrong... But they all said it was okay, so it should be all right... right? On such a beautiful day, the rough man who has thought too much for a whole year really doesn't want to continue to think too much, so he simply doesn't think about it and eats his own wine balls happily.

Woo-woo... This ball... really smells like my grandma Sang that I haven't seen for more than 40 years!

is so touching!

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Xiao Song has a bad habit that people can't bear to look directly. When she likes to eat something, she will keep eating until she is tired of it. For a long time, she will never think of touching this thing.

When she realized something was wrong, it was too late, because she lost her last chance to wake up in a way that the frog was boiled in warm water and half fainted.

Although human beings who drink heavily and eat meat are suspected to be quite chic and cool, unfortunately, she has never been a cool and unrestrained person. As a lady, no matter what life she lives, she doesn't like wine. Of course, I just don't like the taste. She has been a good child since she was a child and has almost no rebellious period. Naturally, a girl who has not passed secondary school will not think about smoking, drinking, fighting, robbing and falling in love like a bad girl... That kind of thing is not in her aesthetics at all. The girl who has not done the above crimes has been safe all the way and lived in her twenties. Carefree, she has never tasted the taste of sorrow, and there is no such thing as drinking to relieve her sorrow. Except for drinking a little low-degree wine at meetings with her classmates and colleagues, she is completely alcohol-free at other times. After crossing, as a dignified and skilled woman, there will be no chance to touch alcohol, something that rough men will like...

Xiao Song knows that he is not good at drinking, but he is not drunk in one bite... At least he can drink two sips!

So she never thought that she would faint by a few bowls of wine balls one day... This cliff is a great shame!

What made Xiao Song feel more humiliated was that when she woke up with a headache the next day, she found herself in a mess, as if she had been stepped on by the big footboard of thousands of fat ducks ←_←! After she strangely held the quilt and supported her head and finally recalled what happened last night, Xiao Song stood still as if she had been struck by the thunder. For a long time, she shed two sad tears for herself and felt that she would never love again.

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Last night.

Xiao Qiu, who was a little depressed and unhappy, squeezed his lips and focused on holding the fish bone... Suddenly, a head leaned against his shoulder. He was stunned, and his two jade-white hands wrapped around his neck like vines.

The woman's eyes were slightly dary, her jade-white cheeks were slightly pink, and her red lips were stained with water. She looked full and delicate in the light... She climbed his shoulders little by little and climbed to his body. The body wrapped in snow-white clothes showed a little enchanting, and her rosy and beautiful lips climbed up to him. In my ear, I exhaled gently... with a sweet smell of wine.

Then...

Then he 'taps' and fell into his arms like an octopus who was stunned.

Xiao Qiu: "..." What on earth is this strange feeling of disappointment?

Uncle Li, who was close to the table, was the first to find out the situation of his head... Well, why did the head eat and eat in Qiu'er's arms? As soon as he wanted to go to see what was going on, Xiao Qiu's eyes had already looked over, and there was no wave in his face: "Master is a little uncomfortable. Qiu'er will send the master back to the room first. You can use it slowly."

Xiao Qiu has never been a cheerful personality. Usually, she is even a little more dull than Yu Lan. She is light to everyone, but she is still a little human in front of the leader. She is really blind with this good appearance. I don't know how much she hopes to use her love. Affecting the girlish heart of his aunts... Only one person can treat him, an old butler who is half-hearted, said that he should not be too flattered! Immediately without saying anything, he sold his leader very assuredly, waved his hand and let it go...

Xiao Song, who recalled here, said that he wanted to circle the fork and curse Uncle Li 10,000 times 10,000 times!

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Xiao Song, who was drunk, was a little dizzy, but not completely unconscious. He was taken outside by Xiao Qiu and blew a little cold wind. He became anxious again and began to twist restlessly.

As a drunkard who had woken up, Xiao Song said that she could no longer understand her drunken neurotic behavior. At that time, she seemed to recognize the person who supported her was Xiao Qiu. She inexplicably remembered those not-beautiful memories. Probably drunk people were more vulnerable. Before that, she had not been there for a long time. I remember that bad memory. Then she began to struggle violently: "Go away...uh...go away...don't touch me... faint!" The last two words are unexpectedly sonorous and powerful...

"...Master, wake up, I'm Xiao Qiu."

Hearing the keywords, Xiao Song suddenly looked like a cat with its tail and roared, "That's you!!!"

Xiao Qiu, who was silent for a second: "...Master, you are drunk."

"You're just drunk!" The originally very strong momentum suddenly wither, and her whole body seemed to have been pulled out of bones*, lying softly on Xiao Qiu's not very broad chest, "Okay, I'm drunk too."

Xiao Qiu: "..." So are you drunk or not?

"Master, it's late at night. Go back to bed."

Miss Xiao Song raised her head and blinked her big confused eyes: "sleep...sleep?"

"Yes."

"Don't..." As he said, he slipped off him and fled to one side.

Xiao Qiu: "..."

His master was so uncooperative that he couldn't take her forward at all. For the first time, he found that although he was sometimes a little nonsensical, the generally very dignified master would have such an unreasonable side. For a moment, he only remembered to grab her shoulder to prevent her from twisting, but there was no succession. Plan to move forward.

The surrounding area has darkened, and there are scattered lights in the dark places on the mountain. It is unclear whether it is the stars in the sky or the lights on the earth. It is hazy and lonely.

The mountain wind is strong and a little cold at night, but the person in his arms is like a big stove, emitting disturbing heat. His heart seemed to be a little disordered, but he had always been calm but not well controlled at this time, and he jumped. The surroundings were so quiet that he could hear his loud heartbeat and the uncomfortable groans of the people in his arms so clearly.