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Chapter 435 Zhao Rong: Every day a scumbag showing tricks

In Xia Chong Zhai, beside the table.

Fan Yushu held down his friend's hand firmly, with a solemn expression, "Ziyu, the education I have received since I was a child does not allow me to waste food."

Zhao Rong smiled, "Then eat them all."

He brushed off Fan Yushu's hand calmly, and turned his head, "Next. Qian'er, give me the bowl."

Fuck, ruthless.Fan Yushu had a bitter face.

On the side, Xiao Qian'er had already put down the pitch-black jug, and while everyone was not paying attention, she took a bite of food, took a cute sip, and squinted her eyes happily.

Seeing Zhao Rong's eyes, she quickly put away her chopsticks.

"Oh~"

Zhao Qian'er handed over the bowl, Huanque raised her hand, and called out familiarly, "Let's serve!"

She rubbed the chopsticks twice with her small hands, and then habitually put the thin ends of the chopsticks into her mouth, biting the two chopsticks with silver teeth, her eyes staring at Zhao Rong who was cooking.

Zhao Rong filled up Xiaoqian'er's bowl and glanced at Fan Yushu.

"Xuexue is not as good as my Qian'er."

Fan Yushu: "..."

Is this the biggest meal in your house?
Everyone around the table couldn't help laughing.

After teasing his friend, Zhao Rong moved his eyes nonchalantly, and glanced at Niangzi and Xiaoxiao, only to see them talking and laughing again.

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, Concubine Zhao Ling had finished distributing the bowls and chopsticks, and Zhao Rong also filled most of the dinner for everyone, only Concubine Zhao Ling and Su Xiaoxiao were left behind.

The two waited at the end of the line, chatting without being in a hurry.

Zhao Rong stretched out his hand towards them, begging for a bowl with a smile.

Zhao Lingfei and Su Xiaoxiao stopped talking.

The former turned to look at him.

The latter did not go to see Zhao Rong.

Su Xiaoxiao held the chopsticks, got up with the bowl, and wanted to serve the rice by herself.

Give it to Concubine Zhao Ling, don't compete with her.

However, Zhao Rong poked his hand out and "took over" the job from her without saying a word.

"Miss Su, let me help you fill it up."

When the words fell, he reached out to fetch Concubine Zhao Ling's bowl, and served the two daughters together.

want to run?no way!mock up.

Zhao Rong uttered a word of joy in his heart, and subconsciously wanted to squint at a certain idiot little fox, just like every time he bullied her to keep her from running away.

But the next second held back.

Qingjun is right next to him.

Su Xiaoxiao, who stood up, lowered her head, looked at the empty white and tender hands, her crystal eyes flickered, and she pursed her pink lips.

At this moment, Concubine Zhao Ling, who was sitting upright beside her, glanced at her, stretched out her hand and pulled the little fox demon to sit down again.

Concubine Zhao Ling smiled and shook her head, "Let him come."

"Oh."

Zhao Rong cooked Qing Jun's meal with ease, and picked up Su Xiaoxiao's bowl.

His hands stopped, and he lowered his eyes.

"Miss Su, do you have a big appetite?"

Like Qingjun Qian'er, he has a small appetite, how could he not know that Zhao Rong taught her many living customs of the human race on the way to Duyou, even the correct posture of holding a bowl and chopsticks.

Before that, the little fox demon who had just run down from the mountain with his head slapped, licked his paws after eating sweet and sour pork ribs...the kind that licked his fingers and licked the plate, and was often burned crying, looking aggrieved. with him.

The ghost knows how embarrassing it is for Zhao Rong and Liu Sanbian to take her to the Shijing Inn for dinner.So along the way, Zhao Rong didn't just teach a certain little fox how to do needlework, besides, needlework can also exercise the flexible fingers, right?It is convenient to pinch chopsticks, practice from thick to fine.

It's all the same, step by step, from the shallower to the deeper... At this moment, Zhao Rong thought to himself.

Where did Su Xiaoxiao think that someone was summarizing and reviewing education with a sense of accomplishment.

She looked up at Zhao Rong, who was laughing with downcast eyes, and said seriously:
"Well, I can't eat too much."

Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows, "How can this be done?"

After a pause, he glanced at Su Xiaoxiao and shook his head:

"Miss Su, look at your small body, which is thin and weak, and looks a bit like Qian'er, so you can eat more, what food can you save?
"Who said that a woman must be petite and slender to be beautiful? There are thousands of kinds of beauty. I think white, chubby, and chubby are also very cute. Well, I always say this to Qian'er like this...you have the right to listen." listen."

Saying so, Zhao Rong didn't stop in his hands, holding Su Xiaoxiao's bowl, scooped a few scoops of rice into the bowl, then pressed it a few times with a rice spoon, and then continued to fill it until it was the same as Xiaoqian'er .

Fill a bowl full.

Su Xiaoxiao really wants to say, she doesn't want to give someone a fat baby now, but she just likes to be thinner and thinner, so why not eat more of your rice...

But with that woman by his side, it's very coquettish, how can the little fox demon say it.

At this time, everyone was politely waiting for a young Confucian scholar who was secretly happy to finish the last two bowls of rice and serve it to Concubine Zhao Ling and Su Xiaoxiao before serving dinner together.

Of course, a certain gluttonous peach-eyed girl had already quietly picked up food, but everyone pretended not to see it, and at most smiled kindly.

The atmosphere during the dinner fell into a brief silence before the meal.

Only not far away, after shopkeeper Zhao and Bingniang finished lighting the oil lamps, the thumping of the returned wooden stools swayed in the hall.

Zhao Lingfei and Su Xiaoxiao, who were waiting for the bowl beside Zhao Rong, held chopsticks and didn't talk much or look at each other.

Su Xiaoxiao lowered her eyes and glanced at the wooden chopsticks with square edges.

She spread one palm flat, put the two chopsticks in the palm of her hand, covered her other small hand, clasped the palms in front of her chest, and rubbed the chopsticks together.

This action is like rubbing chopsticks when washing dishes.

Su Xiaoxiao was bored at this moment, she did this subconsciously, but in the next second, she was sensitive and suddenly felt that the originally silent atmosphere around her seemed... a little dead silent for a moment.

Su Xiaoxiao raised her head in a daze, and in an instant she met Concubine Zhao Ling's eyes that almost looked up at the same time as hers.

And what the little fox demon also saw... two plain hands rubbing chopsticks lightly in front of Concubine Zhao Ling's crisp chest.

She was stunned.

The faces of the other people in the lobby were very strange.

Because Zhao Lingfei and Su Xiaoxiao, in front of their eyes a few breaths ago, were rubbing their chopsticks with their heads down almost at the same time, and at this time, the two girls also raised their heads and saw each other... the same chopstick rubbing movements as the opponent's hands.

Su Xiaoxiao: "..."

Concubine Zhao Ling: "..."

The eyes of the two women fell on each other's hands and chopsticks.

Suddenly, the atmosphere around the table was extremely weird.

At this time, Zhao Rong was happily feeding the two ladies at the same time, and was about to pass the bowl, and said with a smile:
"Miss, Miss Su, the meal is ready, why are you..."

Holding a bowl in one hand, he just raised his eyes when he saw this scene, and was stunned for a moment, "... rub... rub the chopsticks."

Zhao Lingfei and Su Xiaoxiao were looking at each other in a daze, when they heard this, the two girls slowly turned their heads to look at someone.

"........."

Zhao Rong shuddered suddenly, his right eyelid twitched.

There is a big word "Danger" on the top of the head!

It's just that before he could react quickly and adapt to the situation, one of the two girls was the first to react.

Concubine Zhao Ling only glanced at the husband who was bewildered and whispered, and then turned her head again. She lowered her eyes, staring at Su Xiaoxiao's two hands in the air, and the chopsticks that seemed to stop rubbing between his palms.

The autumn-eyed woman pursed her red lips, gently put down the chopsticks in her hand, and then said seriously to the little fox demon with slightly open eyes in front of her:
"Miss Su, do you... the fox clan in your mountains also have this habit before meals?"

Su Xiaoxiao murmured, "Ah...ah..."

Concubine Zhao Ling frowned slightly, turned her head and looked at Xiao Qian'er who had stopped stealing, and the latter also froze slightly.

The little girl Qian'er had a piece of braised pork in her mouth before she had time to swallow it, her lips were stained with oil, her cheeks puffed up, and she gave a suspicious "hmm":
"Su...Miss, this pre-dinner habit was taught by a close elder of Miss and I, it seems to be a custom in her hometown."

Concubine Zhao Ling lowered her eyes and pursed her lips softly.

Some images flashed in her mind... When she was young, at a sumptuous table in the Duke's Mansion, the gentle and optimistic middle-aged woman served three hungry children with food, and then brought her, Rong Erge Gently rubbing the chopsticks together with Qian'er, they laughed together and called out "Let's eat!", the gentle woman looked at the noisy three people with tender eyes, rubbed the head of the big boy next to her from time to time, and served him and them food ...

At this moment, Su Xiaoxiao retracted her little hand, put her back behind her back, and rubbed the ground with one toe under the table.

Biting her pink lips, she felt flustered, and said falteringly: "Oh, isn't it..."

Zhao Qian'er tilted her head, glanced at the silent young lady, and then...at the calm Rong'er brother.

Immediately after she turned her head back, Linghui's peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, instead of the two, her eyes continued to examine the fox girl named Su Xiaoxiao, and nodded:
"Yes, that close elder...has been gone for a long time."

The voice paused.

"Well, who taught you?"

In the quiet hall, Zhao Qian'er tilted her head and smiled.

The hand of a young Confucian scholar holding the rice bowl trembled twice.

Su Xiaoxiao: (*>﹏<*)///
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　I'm sorry guys, I slept so badly... I woke up at eleven o'clock, I went to export food first, and I will write another chapter today (Also, change to a new title first, don't panic)
　　
　
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