Husband, Have Dinner

A Yao visited Mochizuki before and after Bailu, and the Mid-Autumn Festival was almost here in a blink of an eye.

Nearby people began to prepare for the Mid-Autumn Festival, Mochizuki closed the door and lived his life without seeing the festive atmosphere at all.

"Scallops~ How is the tofu cut today?" Mochizuki asked, "If we can't cut it well, we will still eat braised tofu."

When Ayao in the kitchen heard Mochizuki's words, she shook her hand and cut it crooked again.

Oops!

She raised her eyes and glanced at Mochizuki, who was in the shade under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the courtyard.

She lay comfortably on the rocking chair, squinting, the sunlight passed through the leaves and sprinkled finely on her body, the breeze blew, the branches and leaves shook, and the golden osmanthus clusters blew off and fell on her skirt. The skirt was also stained with osmanthus. Scent.

Very well, Mochizuki didn't pay attention, Ayao quickly poured the cut tofu into a bowl, covered it with a damp cloth, and continued to cut the tofu if nothing happened.

The tofu is fresh and cooked, tender and tender, and there is a slight movement on the case, like a frightened little white rabbit, trembling and shaking, shaking for a long time before being quiet.

It is not easy to cut the thickness evenly. Old chefs can rely on years of hand touch and rich experience. For novices, Ayao will inevitably hesitate for a long time every time he cuts the knife, find the right angle and go down again, for fear of cutting it---

She has eaten tofu for more than half a month, and she really doesn't want to eat it anymore!

After finally cutting a plate, she took the results out to Mochizuki. Mochizuki's eyes were skipped from the cucumber and radish shreds, but she stayed on the tofu for a long time. She inevitably had a guilty conscience, and secretly prayed that Mochizuki had not seen through her tricks. One or two slices of tofu shouldn't be found, right?

Mochizuki said, "Oh, little bird's nest~ the scallops have broken tofu again, but tonight we will not eat braised tofu, we will eat tofu mixed with shallots."

Broken, was discovered. "Mr. Mochizuki, how did you see it."

"Oh." The bird's nest girl with watermelon in the edge of Gujing looked up, and Ayao saw from her face the indifferent face of the next generation Demon Zhang Yining, and she moved into the kitchen and brought some watermelons.

Mochizuki was curious, "After all, I have heard the sound of cutting vegetables. You can't hide this little action from me. Little bird's nest, a watermelon is enough for us, but we can't finish it with more."

Bird's Nest said, "I will have a few more for dinner tonight, I refuse all forms of tofu dishes. Also, don't call me Little Bird's Nest."

After more than half a month, I have three meals of tofu a day, and no one can bear to change it.

Mochizuki asked her to practice knife skills with tofu when she was born, and eat other dishes when she was ready, and eat tofu when she practiced it. It would not be physically disgusting to cook with flowers.

"Little bird's nest sounds much better than your original name." Mochizuki disapproved, "When you grow up and stand on your own, you won't be able to use the boudoir's name. The bird's nest will be rich and nourished when you hear it. What a good name."

The bird’s nest, whose real name is Shangguanyan, is said to have been prominent in the ancestors. Later, after committing crimes, the family gradually declined. As for how to get to Mochizuki's side, the bird's nest didn't say anything about it, Mochizuki didn't mention it, and Ayao did not continue to ask.

I still remember when she heard the "stage name" given by Mochizuki loudly objected, and the bird's nest put a knife next to it.

By analogy, the "stage name" of Shangguanyan could not have been inspired by someone who gave a box of bird's nest at that time, or when Mochizuki looked up and saw the bird's nest.

"Eating so many watermelons, beware of stomach pains."

The three seemed to ignore the plate of tofu deliberately.

"Miss Mochizuki, Young Master Pei's family came to visit." The gatekeeper's wife came to announce.

Mochizuki turned his head, "Saozhu, I have enough rest to practice knife skills, and put down that watermelon."

"Yes." A Yao bites the watermelon into a dog-like bite, her mouth is surrounded by red juice, her tongue turns flexibly, after licking, she goes back to cut the tofu.

Mochizuki gathered the fallen sweet-scented osmanthus, let the bird's nest be collected, and then went to meet Pei Shuo.

Not long after Pei Shuo returned to the hospital, he came out to look for A Yao. Unexpectedly, Mochizuki and the bird's nest were the only ones who came out. After a while, he finally couldn't help asking, "Where is A Yao?"

"Saozhu practiced swordsmanship in retreat. If you have anything to do, Master Pei can leave a message, and I will pass it on when she leaves the customs."

Pei Shuo said, "When I sent her here, I told her to send me letters every three days, but for half a month, there were only three letters. I just want to know the reason."

Mochizuki said, "Young Master Pei is too worried, and Yaozhu has too much work to reply to, and at that time, didn't the Young Master send her to let her study hard? Why, regret it?"

"Yes, I regret it, I will pick her up now!"

Pei Shuo's life in the cottage was pretty good. He played with Pei Xingzhi again. A Yao sent three letters at first. The third letter he returned was intercepted by Pei Xingzhi’s people on the way, but the letter was not delivered at all. A Yao's hand.

Ayao didn’t receive a reply, plus Mochizuki’s daily assignments, she was so busy and didn’t want to move at night. As time passed, she didn’t bother to write to Pei Shuo, and the communication between the two became rusty. When Ayao took the time, she gave Shao Cuisheng some refreshments to express her feelings.

After half a month, Pei Shuo had forgotten A Yao's appearance-if it weren't for the Mid-Autumn Festival when he returned to the hospital and Shao Cui Sheng Xiang mentioned it, he might not have come this time.

After all, it is a child's xinxing, who likes the new and dislikes the old, but when Mochizuki is stimulated, the fire also rises. "I sent the person, and she is not your apprentice. I said that if you want her to take it back, you can take it back. It's not that there is no good master."

With these words, the bird's nest waiting by the side also felt wrong, and couldn't help but look at Mochizuki.

"In that case." She stood up, "I'll call A Yao."

She took a glance at the bird’s nest, and the bird’s nest understood it and helped Mochizuki to leave the flower room, "This stinky boy doesn’t know what is going crazy, let’s let him dry. I’ll take a nap first. You can go to the kitchen to see the progress of the scallops. , She hasn't gotten her mind, so you can help her more."

"I know."

The master and apprentice parted ways, Pei Shuo waited in the flower hall for a long time, then took out the family letter, looked at the words on it, hesitated for a long time, opened the fire paint, and looked at the content inside.

The few lines of his father Pei Zhengwen made him chill.

Because the stepmother was new to the door, worried that he would bump into her stepmother, and used the excuse of studying to keep him in Nanxun County. The second brother and aunt were right.

After waiting for a long time, there was no one in Hua Ting except a little maid who poured tea and water.

Pei Shuo coincided with the disappointment at home, and was treated indifferently by Mochizuki Ayao. His stomach flared up, "Okay, very good! Jiang Yao, you are ungrateful, I wrote it down!" He cursed loudly and shook his sleeves. Just go.

"En?" A Yao moved her ears a little. She seemed to hear Pei Shuo's voice and smiled.

"Rather than worrying about Mr. Pei, it's better to think about your tofu, and then cut it up. You can't escape tonight's tofu mixed with shallots."

A Yao has a bitter face. At this time, she was still trying to evade punishment, but she didn't expect Pei Shuo to leave with anger, it was a bad beginning. Please browse for a better reading experience.