Chapter 26

Xiao Song, who recovered, calmed down a little, but the bad mood of being thundered increased. She picked up her arm and collapsed... How could she not collapse! It doesn't matter if she is put on shoes... She was dressed just now! Since she has the ability to act, when has she been served and dressed?! Xiao Song's face was forced to be indifferent, but what she said still revealed her ecstasy at this time: "Why...is it you?" The throat stimulated by the mouthwash was a little painful, and her voice was lower and hoarse than usual, so many words popped up. She felt that the vocal cords seemed to be pulled hard by a pair of claws, with some unspeakable pain.

Xiao Qiu naturally saw Xiao Song's discomfort and naturally poured a glass of water for Xiao Song and handed it to Xiao Song. Xiao Song's mouth was so dry that he naturally would not refuse. He directly picked up the teacup and drank it. Then he felt that his throat was a little more comfortable, but it was not enough. Xiao Qiu kept looking at her. Seeing that she frowned, she didn't say much. She took the empty teacup in Xiao Song's hand and poured a cup of tea for Xiao Song for her. When she took it and drank it, she slowly said, "Qiu'er made a good idea. Isn't you not happy?" Xiao Song even forgot to drink water and looked at him several times in surprise... Is her unhappiness so obvious? No, she has been doing a good job in facial expression management over the years. Why is today's Xiao Qiu a little too much**?

Isn't it... Uncle here?!

Xiao Qiu's beautiful eyebrows clearly lowered and did not look directly at her, but made Xiao Song feel an indescribable sense of oppression. The air pressure is obviously a little low, and Xiao Song has no doubt that if she really follows Xiao Qiu's words, she will be unhappy... Will Xiao Qiu turn black to her on the spot?!

Actually... Anyway, the normal Xiao Qiu teenager is a little cuter. Blackening or something... Get out of here!

His throat was no longer so uncomfortable. Xiao Song withdrew his sight, took a sip and completely relieved. He was no longer in a hurry to drink water. He only took a small sip, moistened his throat, straightened the words in his heart, and slowly said: "... I am not unhappy as a teacher, but I was a little surprised. After all... such a thing has never happened before." As soon as the words changed, Miss Xiao Song remembered that Shunmao was a very important job and sincerely said, "But Qiu'er has this heart, and she is naturally happy to be a teacher."

Xiao Qiu teenager held a beautiful face and seemed to have no expression, but in fact... he did have no expression. However, when he didn't notice it himself, the sharp corners of his mouth slightly evoked a slight arc, and there were two more pleasant flavors in the originally dark and dull swallow's eyes... It can be seen that it was well smoothed: "Master, it's good to be happy."

Xiao Song: "..." Can she say that she is actually not happy at all?!

Xiao Song, who was guilty, coughed softly and asked, "Where is Aunt Liu? She should have been responsible for these things. Why don't you see her today?

The teenager who was smoothed by Mao was happy, and obviously calmed down a lot. Although he still doesn't like that the master always pays attention to those irrelevant people and things, he has always ignored him... Tut, the teenager will not admit that the second half of the sentence is actually what he cares most about. But he answered patiently and seriously: "Aunuch Liu is a little unwell and needs to take good rest, so Qiu'er will do it for her."

When Xiao Song heard the words, he suddenly felt depressed. "Since she is not feeling well, why didn't she tell her teacher earlier? A teacher is not an unreasonable person. If she is really unhappy, will she still force her to work as a teacher? In fact, she also knows that her resentment is very unreasonable... It's simply ruthless, shameless and unreasonable! This kind of thing is obviously normal. If the subordinates really have to ask the master to do everything, it's either annoying or the master is busy... But she will be so shocked early in the morning. Miss Xiao Song said that she is actually very wronged, okay?

Xiao Qiu restrained her eyebrows and said lightly, "What happened suddenly, presumably Aunt Liu didn't expect it. Master, don't be angry. Be careful that you hurt your body... It's time for breakfast."

Hearing the breakfast problem, Xiao Song's mood suddenly became much clearer, and his tone was really softer, but after all, it was still difficult to calm down, so he said euphemistically, "In the future, you can do this kind of thing by yourself. Qiuer, you have your own things to do, and you don't need to come here to serve as a teacher." After thinking about it, in order not to make this sentence look so stiff, she specially added a sentence to adjust the atmosphere: "Although you are old as a teacher, you are still strong and don't need to be served, not to mention that you are still an apprentice." You don't need a group of disciples to serve people, okay? Xiao Qiu, if you really come to serve her every day, should she fire all those servants and send them home?

Xiao Qiu paused and did not answer. The atmosphere, which had been slightly relieved, froze in an instant.

Xiao Song, who realized it later, said: "..." Did she say something wrong again...?

Xiao Qiu slowly raised a pair of beautiful swallow eyes and looked at Xiao Song as he deserved, with a cold smile on the corners of his mouth: "Isn't it natural for an apprentice to serve his master?"

Xiao Songmo: "..." There is a difference between men and women!

He hooked the corners of his mouth and pulled out a smile, but there was no smile in his dark eyes. His voice was faint, which made people feel chilled: "Master, but Qiuer didn'er not do well enough?"

Xiao Song: "..." Ha ha... Ha ha ha... Malegobi!" No, Qiu'er has done a good job. Xiao Song waved his hand and didn't want to talk about it anymore. "Let's have a meal together as a teacher... The breakfast should be cold."

Xiao Qiu restrained his eyebrows and said, "Yes, master."

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Today's breakfast is particularly rich than usual.

Xiao Song stared at a pair of round eyes and looked at Xiao Qiu's movements in consternation. He magically took out various dishes, bowls, chopsticks and spoons from the very huge food box one by plate... Two white boiled eggs, two salted duck eggs, a plate of small dishes, a cup of preserved egg lean meat porridge, a steamed bun, two steamed buns Head, a plate of dumplings... all double!

Xiao Song: "..." Did he still make up his mind to stay and eat with her early?!

Xiao Qiu arranged it one by one and did not sit down immediately. He just used a large sauce to scoop a bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge for Xiao Song, put a soup on the bowl, brought it in front of Xiao Song and put it in front of Xiao Song, put the dumpling plate in front of Xiao Song, took out the prepared red sauce and mixed it on an empty plate, picked up the public chopsticks and picked up a dumpling, after dipping sauce On the empty plate in front of Xiao Song, he said, "Master, please have a meal."

Xiao Song silently turned his face and couldn't bear to look directly at it. Fortunately, her age was not white after all, and she soon calmed down... People also said that it was natural for her apprentice to serve her master, and she was still entangled!

...but how can it not be entangled! She broke through that kind of embarrassing thing two days ago, and today, her family came to offer all kinds of hospitality... Her attitude is different from before. If she doesn't want to be crooked, she will feel sorry for the emotional intelligence she has honed in her life!

The real hero dares to face the bleak life and dares to look directly at the strange Xiao Qiu Sao Nian... Xiao Song's chopsticks stretched out to the poor dumpling dipped in red sauce... The chopsticks were stopped halfway. The feeling of being robbed of food was really a little ecstatic. She raised her head and stared at Xiao Qiu in astonishment. Xiao Qiu didn't feel anything was wrong at all. She said lightly, "It's because Qiuer is not considerate. The weather is cold. The master should drink some porridge to warm her stomach first."

Xiao Song: "..." In the end, he still didn't want to start a topic with Xiao Qiu on this issue. Xiao Song reluctantly squeezed out a smile and reminded him, "Qiu'er is right... It's just that this dumpling will be dipped in sauce and will be cold after a long time."

Xiao Qiu seemed to think about it for a while, and finally squeezed his lips and said, "What the master said is..." Before he finished speaking, he picked up the dumpling and put it on his lips and tongue to bite it. He gracefully and quickly peeled and bones the cramps and ate it clean.

Xiao Song: "..." She doesn't know how deeply she loves that dumpling, but she is not happy that she seems to have fallen from the beginning and was suppressed by Xiao Qiu everywhere? Obviously... Xiao Qiu didn't do anything, but she just felt that the man was silent and blocked her half to death, but she couldn't say any accusations, and she couldn't say anything... She was afraid of retribution.

The meal was so aggrieved that Xiao Song quickly stopped talking, picked up the soup and began to scoop porridge gracefully... No matter how depressed she was, she could resist her interest in eating delicious food, and Xiao Song had to admit that the taste of preserved egg and lean meat porridge was quite good, so she didn't say much. Soon a bowl of porridge bottomed out. This bowl was not big, and a bowl of porridge didn't have much content at all. Xiao Song licked the corners of his lips, and turned his eyes to the remaining porridge beside Xiao Qiu. Xiao Qiu didn't seem to receive Xiao Song's eyes. After taking the bowl, she did not immediately serve porridge, but picked up a dumpling dipped in sauce and put it on Xiao Song's plate: "Master, use some dumplings first. It's almost cold."

Xiao Song: "..."

When she picked up the dumplings, she did not immediately put down her mouth, but looked carefully first. It could be seen that the skin was extremely thin and transparent, and she could almost see the content of a ball of stuffing inside. Xiao Song opened his mouth slightly and took a gentle bite. The slightly hot juice quickly flowed down from the cracked dumpling wrapper. Thanks to Xiao Song's quick reaction and quick action, he suddenly saved his white clothes from being stained with gravy... If it is really stained, this dress will be useless, and ordinary soap pods can't remove the stains; what's more, the material is light and thin, and it will break if it is washed a little heavier.

Xiao Song chewed it twice. The filling was big and fresh, and it tasted very good.

When eating, Xiao Song's expression was surprisingly frank. Xiao Qiu was slightly stunned by his satisfied little appearance, and the curvature on the corners of his lips became deeper and deeper unconsciously... He made another dumpling for Xiao Song and saw that Xiao Song's eating was much faster. , couldn't help whispering, "Master, eat slowly and be careful not to burn it."

Xiao Song didn't even raise his eyelids, "Well" and counted as a response.

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After all, Xiao Song's appetite is limited. After eating seven or eight, she is almost full. Naturally, when she is in a better mood, she does not hesitate to praise: "Well, this dumpling skin is thin and large, and it tastes very good."

Hearing Xiao Song's praise, Xiao Qiu's dark eyes flashed, drew a trace of joy, and said lightly on his face, "If the master likes it... Qiu'er will prepare another one for the master tomorrow."

He has always been a selfish person. After living for so many years, he has always been watching the coldness and warmth of the world. He has never taken the initiative to give anything to others or expect anything from others... This is the first time he has tried to take the initiative to pay, and it doesn't feel bad.

Nevertheless, he probably can't learn the essence of the four words 'silent dedication'. 'marrying clothes for others' is the most stupid thing for him. Since he is good to her, naturally he has to let her know... Let her clearly see and know that what she got was given by him. He can pay, but he will never pay silently without letting that person know or ask for anything in return. His efforts must be rewarded accordingly.

If she doesn't give it to him, he doesn't mind taking the initiative to ask for it.

......

Xiao Song is not a fool after all. Naturally, you can hear the meaning of Xiao Qiu's words. However, after understanding it, the sound outside the words made her a little uncomfortable... She knew that Xiao Qiu could cook, but she always thought that it was Xiao Qiu in the original work, not the one around her now. Xiao Qiu in the original work did not get fair treatment from Miss Xiao Xia. He was full of hatred for Lan. This hatred prompted him to constantly compare with Yu Lan intentionally or unintentionally, from martial arts to cooking... Yu Lan has shown his tendency to learn cooking in the original work. After learning, he personally cooked a table of food for Xiao Xia. The girl ate and moved Xiao Xia at that time... This was natural. At that time, Xiao Xia had some empathy and affection for Lan herself. No matter whether Yu Lan's food was cooked or not, that intention alone was enough for her to get drunk.

Xiao Qiu saw that scene. Yu Lan will, and naturally he will. So he soon learned to cook, even higher than Yu Lan's teenager... But he had never done it for Miss Xiao Xia. The first time he betrayed the Ziqing faction, killed Yu Lan, and imprisoned Xiao Xia... Of course, Xiao Xia not only did not eat a bite, but also overturned all his table of painstaking efforts and trampled on his feet...

This is the original work.

But after all, the plot has been greatly changed. Xiao Song has no longer favored the two people in this life... Even if he has to say kind words, he is still generous to Xiao Qiu and Yu Lan... The relationship between the two brothers has never been bad, and it seems that there is no comparison... Therefore, Xiao Qiu When did the teenager go to learn cooking? She didn't know how to throw the table!

Thinking of this, she naturally asked, "Qiuer, when did you learn cooking?"

Xiao Qiu's dark eyes looked over, looked at her face, and replied freely, "Not long ago, I saw that Master Zhang had made dumplings, so I learned something." Naturally, this is just an apology... The truth is that almost at the beginning of Lan's learning cooking, he also began to read books in this field. As for the reason... Oh, the master probably doesn't remember.

But he remembers...

When Yu Lan cooked the first dish for her to try, he will always remember her expression. He even remembered what she said at that time, with a joke and relaxed smile: "Yu Lan, Chef Yu, you have to follow Master Zhang to learn cooking well, and you will be a teacher in the future."

After they left, he pinched the broken pastry in the bowl and tasted it... He thought that if he had done it, he would have done better than him.

After all, the master's words still left a grudge in his heart. Even if he knew that she was just joking, he naturally knew that the master was very serious when he was not serious, and he didn't have a good shape when he was not serious... But so what?

He still cares after all.

He doesn't like his master to smile at other men and say such intimate words...

Even if the object is Yu Lan, it won't work.

His master can be raised by himself, and there is no need for others to intervene.

......

Xiao Song looked at Xiao Qiu's serious face and felt a slight pain. Although Xiao Qiu said it, it was no different from not saying it... When was it not long ago?

Xiao Songhe: "...So it is." The male protagonist's creature is indeed a typical example of hanging up against the sky without explanation! She smiled and praised without hesitation, "I didn't expect Qiuer to be so talented in cooking, much better than your brother... It's a blessing to be a teacher."

Although I don't like to be compared with Yu Lan, but... Well, the teenager won't admit that he is very comfortable! He smiled and lowered his eyebrows slightly: "It's good if the master doesn't dislike it." He didn't know when he had taken a white boiled egg in his hand. The slender fingers were fiddling with the poor egg. After a few strokes, a complete and smooth egg came out of the shell... I don't know how he did it. This technology is really enviable.

And the jade white hand against the smooth protein does not have much color difference.

Xiao Song couldn't help glinching a few times and said, "Qiu'er also likes eggs?" Otherwise, how can you get such a skilled technology? You should know that she has been eating eggs for decades and peeling off the egg shells is still miserable o(╯□╰)o!

The light in her eyes was so hot that the joy of finding a companion could not be hidden. Xiao Qiu paused for a moment and silently decided to tell a harmless little lie: "...It's not bad." As he spoke, Xiao Qiu put the egg in the plate and gave it to Xiao Song. Xiao Song took it naturally and didn't feel anything wrong. Although she was a little full now, it didn't prevent her from eating eggs. In order to supplement protein, one egg a day is Xiao Song's habit, which has been thundering for decades!

She picked up her chopsticks very skillfully and grabbed the bare egg, and cut the egg off her waist, revealing the egg yolk cut in half. Xiao Song raised his eyebrows, picked up his chopsticks and pushed the two halves of the egg yolk into another plate and pushed them to Xiao Qiu. "Shangke means you like it, right? As long as you like it! Eggs are good for your health. Eat more and don't waste them. After saying that, I stopped looking at him and focused on specializing in my protein ←_←!

She was eating happily. She looked up and glanced over, but saw that the egg yolk in Xiao Qiu's plate had not moved. She also wondered, "Why doesn't Qiuer eat it?"

Xiao Qiu: "...immediate."

"Hmm."

took a look at the two well-proportioned egg yolks in the plate, and then at the beautiful side face of his master who was dedicated to eating egg white. There was a trace of warmth in his eyes, picked up his chopsticks, and really ate the tasteless egg yolk.