Husband, Have Dinner

Back in Nanxun County, it seemed like a lifetime.

When the donkey cart went to Pei's courtyard, Pei Shuo jumped out of the carriage and helped Ayao get out.

She avoided Pei Shuo's hand and jumped down on her own.

"Eh, A Yao!" Pei Shuo grabbed her hand and scratched her head. "I forgot that you are now Mochizuki's apprentice. Then I will send you there?"

"No need, Master Pei didn't have a good rest yesterday, go and rest, I will go back myself." A Yao struggled away from Pei Shuo's hand, stepped back and blessed him, whispered goodbye, and turned around. Walking into the crowd, it quickly disappeared.

Pei Shuo still maintained his posture, with the remaining warmth of A Yao's hand in his palm. He was unclear, so he asked Pei Chuan next to him, "Does A Yao hate me? How do I feel that she is in a bad mood on the way back?"

"Maybe it's frightened. The little girl always has a temper. Doesn't it also happen to Miss Liu. Master, you didn't like her especially before." Pei Chuan looked at Ayao's back and could see that she had a good attitude towards Pei Shuo. Silently resisted, tried to distance himself, silently became a stranger, and disappeared in his memory.

Shouldn't ordinary kids just yell, I hate that you don't play with you, and then run away?

Her move meant that she had forgotten about the world, or was she putting a long line to catch a big fish?

If it is the latter, the little girl's scheming is terrible.

Pei Yang couldn't help it, showing disdain, and said, "Master, don't blame the subordinates for talking too much. She is an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf. She is cold-blooded in her bones. You have done so many things for her. She didn't even thank you. I didn't say a word of greetings, just withdraw like this, and when I meet a household who can take her in, I hug my thighs. The child is already so snobbish, can he grow up?"

Yesterday, because of A Yao’s shoulder injury, Pei Shuo stabbed himself and used a bitter trick to confirm Lu’s crimes. Pei Yang failed to stop him in time and was annoyed by his dereliction of duty. Although Pei Shuo’s actions made him feel naive, but Most of them don't like A Yao. If it were not for her, Pei Shuo would not impulsively self-harm. More importantly, A Yao had already had an important influence on his young master.

The young master was swayed by the woman. He thought that Master Hou and their brothers were absolutely unhappy about this.

A Yao walks alone in the street, the noise of the street is isolated. She has been out for so long, how can she tell Mochizuki, will Mochizuki be angry with her and no longer recognize her as an apprentice, and what should she do?

Her mind was chaotic and disturbed her thoughts one after another.

The little bird's nest was swept outside the door, watching Ayao pass by her door carrying a flower basket, walked to the corner and looked up and found that she had passed by, then turned back.

It’s already embarrassing after walking, and I didn’t expect the bird’s nest to be at the door, looking at her with a broom, Ayao greeted her and handed the flower basket to "Hello Sister Bird’s Nest, I’m back, this is what I made up on the way back. Yes, the flowers are also freshly picked..."

"The flowers are so fragrant and the baskets are beautiful. It's rare for you to have this craft. I'll put them in the girl's room later. She will love it." The bird's nest accepted the flower basket, sniffed, and smiled.

The smile on the eyebrows of the bird's nest made Ayao feel a little more nervous, and then smiled.

But when the bird’s nest walked a few steps, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of no one around him. A Yao was still standing awkwardly outside the gate, and asked, “It’s only a few days before you can make a living like this, even the gate doesn’t dare to come in?”

"Senior Sister Bird's Nest joked." A Yao stepped in the door, anxiously, "Is Mr. Mochizuki here, how is she feeling today?"

"Saozhu, you walked around with Master Pei during the Mid-Autumn Festival. You have become less courageous and cringe." The bird's nest simply stopped, pulled Ayao into her room, poured tea, and put a plate of melon seeds, a plate of melon seeds. Fang cake, sit down and listen to her slowly saying, "The girl's mood has been joyful and melancholy recently, and the weather is uncertain. Your mood is also not right. What happened, did Pei Shuo bully you? The girl is in the flower garden. The bamboo house is pouring into rose fragrance dew, and it will not come out for a while, you say slowly."

The bird's nest grabbed a handful of red melon seeds and stuffed it into A Yao's hand, and then started eating melon seeds by himself.

Ayao was just talking about it. Some things were too uncomfortable in her heart, so she talked about the things that happened in the past few days, hiding the **** and terrible things. Last night, she understated the past, unknowingly, the melon seeds in the palm of her hand are all After being knocked out by her, her boredom disappeared, and she chuckled, "Am I too talkative?"

The bird's nest was dumbfounded, and sighed after hearing her words, "Thank God, it's fine, and don't worry about the wound on your shoulder. I'll find you a plaster for scarring."

She pushed the square cake forward and asked her to taste it. "Come and eat a square cake. It was a snack for the Qingming Dragon Boat Festival, but the girl made it by herself when she wanted to eat it. Try it. There are roses, The fillings of mint, bean paste and sweet-scented osmanthus flowers, girls don’t like to mix in melon seeds, the steamed square cake is sweet, but I always feel a little bit less chewy."

A Yao twisted a piece, the square cake was square, and the twist in her hand was soft but did not collapse. The cake noodles flowers were clearly visible, and the flowers were faintly red. The filling should be roses, right?

When you break it apart, it is indeed quicksand candied rose. The pink and translucent rose filling melts and almost flows out.

For a good cake dough, you have to grind the glutinous rice flour finely, add warm water, and how much you add is a science. The cake dough doesn't feel the slightest powdery texture and does not stick to the teeth. She thinks she seems to know a little bit. Do.

"It's delicious! Try it too, the rose is sweet but not greasy, and you can still taste the fragrance of the rose." Ayao ate happily, and did not forget to give the bird's nest a try. "Next time I will make you a square cake with pine nuts. Hey, do you like pine nuts?"

The bird's nest smiled and twisted a square cake and ate it, three or two square cakes, a cup of thickly brewed tea, she saw that the time was almost the same, "let's go, tell the girl that you are back."

Mochizuki’s house is surrounded by an acre of land as a flower garden. Usually there are special flower farmers’ dishes, which are specially planted for making fragrance. When Mochizuki rises, he will go to the flower garden to pick flowers, make fragrance or make fragrance pillows. .

It's not that Mochizuki's cooking techniques are so fluent and flowing, A Yao may have been confused by which kind of leisurely lady she is.

The bamboo house stood verdantly beside the flowerbed, and a window was opened, and the flowers were clustered into the eyes. Mochizuki adjusted the rose water, and he looked up and saw two little people holding hands.

"I'm back."

Mochizuki's not strong or weak tone once again made Ayao nervous. For fear that she had left these few days, Mochizuki felt that the girls did not want her outgoing. She subconsciously felt that Mochizuki should be the place where she grew up and learned. Seeing Mochizuki for some reason, she felt familiar .

"Yes, Mr. Mochizuki, I'm back." A Yao lowered her eyebrows.

Mochizuki pointed to the tea over there, "I'm thirsty, make me a cup of tea."

According to Ayao, the long table is strewn with black-glazed tea cups and tortoise-glazed teapots from Jizhou kiln. She touched the teapot, it was cold. After busying, boil the water, pour the tea powder, pour the hot soup, and blow the bamboo bowl.

The green tea soup was lifted up by the bamboo bowl, and the soup was like clouds and mist, as if the wind was surging and the rain was coming. The soup was biting on the black-glazed porcelain cup, and the thick new green matcha underneath, she carried it to Mochizuki.

Mochizuki tasted it carefully and raised his eyes.

A Yao looked at Mochizuki nervously, feeling up and down.

Suddenly she chuckles and said, "I drank the Tea for Teachers, but I still don't call it Master." To be continued. Please browse for a better reading experience.