Chapter 25 The traitor will never die

Every day, the guys from the academy came here to eat wontons.

When the wontons are full of crumbs, they are replaced with rice noodles. When they are tired of the rice noodles, they are replaced with casserole noodles. Qiao Yun always changes the way she makes them and changes the taste.

At the beginning, Meng Shaoheng showed off his wealth for a few days.

Later, I settled the bill honestly and according to the number.

There is no other reason - all the monthly money is spent!

The New Year is almost here, and it’s time to start preparing for the New Year.

Qiao Yun took out a stack of red paper and a book of patterns from the game, and pulled Xue Mei Niang to cut the window grilles.

Xue Mei Niang had a headache when she saw these trivial things. She shook her head repeatedly: "I don't know how."

"I don't know how, let's learn together!"

Qiao Yun happily pulled Xue Mei Niang to prevent her from leaving.

In desperation, she had to accompany Qiao Yun to cut the window grilles for half a day after closing the shop every day.

At first, neither of the two people's haircuts looked alike.

Later, Qiao Yun made rapid progress and was able to have a good harvest and more than a year.

It's not that she is gifted.

But it’s almost the New Year in the game. During the day, she cuts the window grilles with Xue Mei Niang, and at night she enters the game and cuts the window grilles with Xianyun!

When Xianyun and I were cutting the window grilles, the female gentleman who played piano, chess, calligraphy and painting to Xianyun was also present. This NPC skillfully hit the full level with one hand, and the window grilles cut out were so ingenious that it was more than enough to guide beginners.

Xue Mei Niang was angry that she, an adult, could not compete with Qiao Yun, a child. She originally lacked interest and became more and more attentive.

Finally, on the day before the Lunar New Year, the two finally cut out two window grilles each.

There is one on each side of the window of the small shop at the front, and one on each of the windows of the main room at the back.

On the New Year's Day, Qiao Yun boiled a large pot of syrup and prepared some fruit-flavored candies, red bean cakes, pumpkin pancakes, mung bean cakes and some ordinary sesame candies according to the recipe in the game, and packed five large boxes with colorful lacquerware.

She also excitedly set up a statue of the Kitchen God in the kitchen, pretended to light three sticks of incense, and grabbed a handful of each of the five types of candies and offered them in front of the statue.

Today we will have fire roast and dumplings.

She entered the game early in the morning and came to her pasture. She pointed at the goats that were gathering in the sheepfold to keep warm in the manor farm. Immediately, some half-sized sheep bleated and disappeared. At the same time, her

There are more "fine lamb chops", "fine mutton legs", "fine mutton loin", "fine mutton belly", "fine mutton tail oil" and so on in the warehouse.

Take out a pair of sheep and scorpions, soak them in bleeding water and clean them, then pour them into a large casserole with enough Baotu Spring water and simmer them slowly.

It has been nearly a month since she passed by, and she has become accustomed to cooking in a clay stove and no longer relies on games for everything.

The chances of being cheated like this are getting smaller and smaller.

While the mutton soup in the pot was still simmering, she took out the red lantern from the game package.

To be honest, she didn't know much about the ancient New Year customs, she just copied them. She saw that every house on the street hung red lanterns, so her own home couldn't be left behind.

The lanterns in the game are exquisitely made, with bright red cage cloth and orange-red dark patterns of flowers and birds. Qiao Yun carried a ladder to the outside of the store, climbed high and hung them under the raised eaves.

She had just hung up the lantern and was about to get off the ladder when she heard a familiar voice calling her from behind.

"Miss Qiao!"

She looked back on the ladder and saw that it was Meng Shaoheng.

He was also holding a little girl who looked like a pink dumpling in his hand. She seemed to be as big as himself. There was a maid closely following behind the little girl.

Qiao Yun climbed down from the ladder and patted the dust in her hands. Then she quickly put her sore fingertips into her sleeves to warm them up.

"This is-"

Qiao Yun looked at the young lady curiously.

She wears a vermilion double-breasted coat on her upper body, with fur embellished on the collar and cuffs. She wears a light pink nine-panel pleated skirt around her waist, with a neat hanging bun, and red and white velvet flowers in her hair.

Looking from a distance, the whole place is as crystal clear as white snow and red plum blossoms, and the jade snow is lovely.

"This is my sister, nicknamed Shaoqing." Meng Shaoheng lowered his head and patted the little lady's back gently, "Aqing, say hello to the Qiao family's sister."

"Is she a sister? She looks younger than me."

Meng Shaoqing came over, placed her palms across the top of her head, and moved them forward to the top of Qiao Yun's head.

"Brother, she is much shorter than me!"

She didn't show any disdain for the other party because she was the daughter of a merchant.

"My sister is eleven years old. You think she is about the same, right?"

Qiao Yun smiled and nodded: "I was born in February."

Meng Shaoqing let out a cry and smiled so hard that she showed her little tiger teeth: "I am August! Eight to two, you should call me sister... Oops! Brother, what are you doing to hit me on the head?"

Before she finished speaking, she covered her forehead and looked at Meng Shaoheng in aggrieved manner.

With a dark face, Meng Shaoheng took back the hand that had just hit her head and said, "If grandpa knows that you can't even read a word, you should pay close attention to next year's monthly payment!"

"Hey, I was wrong." Meng Shaoqing took Qiao Yun's hand intimately, "Sister Qiao!"

"Sister Meng, just call me Ayun."

When the girl came closer, the scent of her body lingered on the tip of Qiao Yun's nose. It was a compound scent of high-grade spices mixed with camellia oil, which was refreshing and elegant.

"Speaking of which, why did you come all the way here?" Qiao Yun let Meng Shaoqing hold her hand while looking at Meng Shaoheng.

Meng Shaoqing rushed to answer: "I went to the academy to play with my brother today, and happened to see my brother coming to see you, so we came together!"

Meng Shaoheng took out a stack of red paper from his sleeve: "Here. I asked for a couplet and the word "Fu" written by our college teacher. Thinking that your family has never posted one, I took it upon myself to ask for one for you."

Meng Shaoqing's childish voice sounded crisply in her ears: "My brother's husband is very good at writing! Our Spring Festival couplets are all written by this gentleman!"

Qiao Yun was doubtful, but refused to accept the couplet: "You have no merit and no reward, so what are you going to do?"

Meng Shaoheng scratched his head and said a little embarrassedly: "Why don't I bother you to take care of you for more than ten days? Our brothers have very bad tastes, and I bother you too much. Just accept it, and it will save your mother-in-law."

On a cold day, I go out to find someone to write couplets."

Why is this guy so obsessed with her Xue Mei Niang?

Qiao Yun declined without leaving any trace: "Hey, my mother-in-law doesn't go out very much, so there's no need for her to run around. You should bother."

"You don't have to go. Where can you write Spring Festival couplets in this cold winter? Their Spring Festival couplets are written more than ten days in advance. Just accept them! Look, your face is red from the cold. Hang a lantern.

Just like this, wouldn’t it make the mother feel distressed?”

Meng Shaoheng also refused to give in.

He asked his servant to inquire and found out that Mrs. Qiao's store was rented from someone else. After asking the landlord, he found out that Mrs. Qiao's mother was widowed and the mother and daughter depended on each other.

What does this mean? This means that this fairy-like beauty does not have a husband!

He still has a chance!

Maybe the beauty is still immersed in the pain of losing her husband, but Meng Shaoheng believes that as long as he is sincere and persistent, he can always impress the beauty!

Qiao Yun frowned and stared at the couplet for a long time.

"If you don't accept it, then you are looking down on me, Mr. Meng? We don't have to come to the New Year's Eve dinner. Please return the money I gave you here." Meng Shaoheng snorted coldly and his face darkened.

Qiao Yun's eyes widened.

How come you still have this hand?

This is too shameless!

She really wanted to stiffen up and retreat loudly, and then throw Jin Ye back to him.

But this would completely kill the road. This Meng Shaoheng always wore brocade clothes, so he must be rich or noble. She offended such a person for nothing, and she couldn't afford to wear these little shoes.

Qiao Yun sighed and silently connected the couplet.

Only then did Meng Shaoheng smile again: "Thank you, Madam Qiao, for your kindness." His tone was vaguely mean.

Qiao Yun's breath was blocked in her chest and she couldn't go up or down.

He's really good at being a good guy even when he's getting a bargain!

Meng Shaoheng cupped his hands: "Then, Meng will go back first?"

"That's all. Since you sent me the couplet, I can't let you go back empty-handed. I'll reciprocate the courtesy and treat you to something to eat."

She breathed a long sigh of relief.

Did you hear that, she was doing this as a courtesy, and she didn't want this guy to try to have a relationship with Xue Mei Niang by using the favor of sending the couplet!

Meng Shaoheng's eyes lit up: "Then - Meng took his little sister to make trouble."

He actually hoped to see the beauty today, but he also knew that there was little hope. He had originally planned to come and send the couplet and leave.

It seems there is an unexpected surprise today?

No, no, it's just a treat. He may not be able to go to the backyard, so don't expect too much.

Meng Shaoheng kept thinking silently in his heart, he either didn't want to see anyone, or he just came to send the couplet. He just came to send the couplet...

Meng Shaoqing heard her brother's tone of hoping that the other party would stay, so she couldn't help but look at her brother, then at Qiao Yun beside her, and blinked.

Hey... there seems to be something wrong with these two people?

She bit her fingernails out of habit and began to think.

The maid on the side quickly slapped her little hand away and whispered: "Sister-in-law!"

Qiao Yun opened the door curtain, and a strong fragrance hit her face!

“It smells so good!”

After smelling this smell, Meng Shaoqing immediately stopped thinking about what was going on between her brother and sister Ayun.

Qiao Yun was very proud of her craftsmanship. She looked at the brothers and sisters pretending to be helpless: "Oh, today, on the New Year's Eve, I stewed the mutton and cooked it on fire. It was a real treat for you."

"It's so expensive. Why don't you spend money on it? Why don't you just give us a bowl of wontons and steamed noodles?"

Meng Shaoheng smacked his lips. This was probably the soup that Mrs. Qiao had stewed for her mother-in-law, and the portion was certainly not large. He heard that the beauty was in poor health, so he couldn't take away the food that was used to replenish her body.

But Meng Shaoqing was so greedy that her mouth was watering. She tugged on her brother's sleeves and said coquettishly: "Brother, Qingqing wants to eat mutton stew! The house is also cooking mutton today, but I told my grandfather.

Brother, you will take me out to eat delicious food, so my grandfather let me out!"

She had the attitude that if Meng Shaoheng dared to refuse, she would go back to the old man to complain, saying that her brother asked her to give up the mutton today just to take her to eat wontons.

"Then why don't you go back and eat the mutton? I'll eat wontons here."

Meng Shaoheng did not accept this trick at all.

Meng Shaoqing was about to burst into tears: "Brother is so bad, why are you like this!"

Qiao Yun interrupted the two people's quarrel with laughter and tears, and scolded Meng Shaoheng: "Okay, okay! You are an elder brother, and you are so promising for such a big man to bully your sister!"

Meng Shaoqing rolled her eyes and immediately stood beside Qiao Yun, blinking her big watery eyes: "Sister Ayun, can Qingqing stay and eat mutton stew?"

Looking at Meng Shaoqing's young and beautiful face, Qiao Yun just wanted to stamp her feet. How could this young master of the Meng family be so cruel to refuse such a cute little sister?

She immediately said: "Of course, Qingqing can not only eat mutton, but also eat the tribute candies given to the Stove Lord. Come on, sister, you can go to the kitchen to grab candies to eat!"

After saying that, he left Meng Shaoheng who was staying where he was, and led Meng Shaoqing and her maid to the back kitchen to serve mutton soup.

Meng Shaoheng's eyes widened when he saw this scene.

Then, a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

He knows what Miss Qiao's weakness is.

From this point of view, he needs to sneak out his sister.

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