Female supporting roles rely on food to save themselves

Chapter 65 Repertoire
Liu Jing squinted his eyes and felt the meat tendons bouncing on the tip of his tongue. The salty aroma of the gravy was just right, and it melted in the mouth, but it was not bland.

Going out with big brother this time is not a waste of time.

He sighed contentedly, and heard someone beside him sighing: "If you have to eat this meat every day, why should the old man seek fame?"

Liu Jing turned his head and saw that standing next to him was an old man who was admiring three times. He was wearing an old white but clean Confucian shirt. His hair was still black and his beard was already white. He looked 50 years old.

Gu Xiang also raised his head and glanced at the sound, then lowered his head and said a few words to the little girl beside him. The little girl ran up to the old man and returned the copper coins in his hand to him with a smile.

"Grandpa, you have injuries on your body and a disease in your lungs. You are still taking medicine, so you can't eat meat for the time being."

The old man was suddenly struck by lightning: "Huh?"

The little girl reached out to get the bamboo tube, but before the old man could react, the little girl snatched the whole tube of meat, but the little girl was only a year old, and he couldn't get angry with the little girl, so he could only watch pitifully.

Liu Jing was happy, and with the disappointed expression of the old man, he took a big bite of the meat, gloating: "Hey!"

There was harmony and music in front of the Salesian's home.

For three days in a row, the Salesian's Home constantly brought out the old and brought out the new, and there were always several fresh delicacies that attracted passers-by.

It happened that the official ship needed to replenish supplies, and Liu Huang also had to meet with the local parent officials to inspect the local river conditions.Liu Jing likes to wander around when he is free, especially for the delicacies of the Nursery Home every day.

Early in the morning, Gu Xiang just woke up when she heard soft voices outside the nursery. She pushed open the window and saw Mrs. Lei sitting in the courtyard, holding a needle and thread in her hand, surrounded by a group of children. beside her.

Lei's movements were light and beautiful, and he embroidered a simple flower on the fabric in two or three strokes.

"Come and try."

With a touch of gentleness on Lei Shi's face, he taught the children how to make needles very patiently, "Just use flat needles now."

Gu Xiang's eyes flicked across Lei's facial features, and for a moment he suddenly felt that Lei's face looked familiar.

It can be seen that she has a good foundation, but she has grown wildly the day after tomorrow, and there are many marks on her body that cannot be erased. Her skin is rough, her complexion is also slightly dull, and her bones have also appeared many minor problems due to premature fatigue. .

But even with so many shortcomings, Lei Shi is actually beautiful.

The shape of her eyes is very beautiful, and the brow bone is also beautiful. Well, Gu Xiang suddenly realized that because it is too rare, she still remembers it quite clearly. An Guogong Zhao Ying's brow bone looks like this.

Smiling because of his strange association, Gu Xiang got up and poured a cup of boiled ginger tea, walked over and put it casually in Lei's hand: "It's cold, I made some tea for the children, madam Would you like a drink to warm you up?"

Lei Shi was startled, as if he was not very good at rejecting other people's kindness, he quickly took a sip of the ginger tea, and Lei Shi couldn't help holding his breath as soon as the ginger tea entered his stomach, and exhaled a little.

This tea is boiling hot, with a little bit of pungentness in the sweetness, and it feels as if a little warmth rises in the blood vessels after drinking it.

For many years, Lei's hands and feet were cold, and his limbs were always numb. After drinking this tea today, he felt very comfortable.

Gu Xiang and Lei Shi said a few words, and they were not too polite, so they went over to look at the pot, and waved the fan to control the fire at a leisurely pace. Pork and stewed vegetables are served in bamboo tubes.

Seeing such a small doll walking around the stove, Lei's heart fluttered, the nervousness and weakness in his body would heal without medicine.

The stewed soup in the cauldron was gurgling and fragrant.

Twelve hours of non-stop fire, simmering slowly, and adding ingredients at any time, this stewed soup will be comparable to the serious old stewed, the taste of the stewed dishes is also salty and delicious, and the price is cheaper than meat, Even idlers and peddlers on the street are willing to buy some to go with their meals.

With the scent, Liu Jing came out from nowhere, and stood at the gate of the Salesian Hospital with the old man who also came to try his luck every day, chatting while waiting in line for food.

In the past few days, the two had a fate, they kept running into each other, and now they are considered acquainted, the old man knows that Liu Xing is a "merchant" from the capital.

Liu Jing also knew that the old man's name was Wang Pingnan, and he opened a private school in Ancheng. Now he is semi-retired due to his advanced age, and he takes care of fewer students.

Gu Xiang glanced at Liu Jing, then casually glanced outside the door.

The old dog was standing on the corner of the street.

Wearing a coarse cloth and short brown, he is indistinguishable from the gangsters on the street.

She simulated the script in her mind, prepared silently, and confirmed with her eyes that the diners outside the door and the children were all in safe positions. As soon as she finished counting, she heard a few rough shouts from outside the door.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

The queue was suddenly chaotic, and Gu Xiang looked up in surprise, only to see a young man wearing a nondescript silk shirt, leading four strong men with big arms and round waists, rushing all the way to the door of the sales school.

As soon as the man in the silk shirt approached, he stared at the children selling food at the door and sneered: "Boys, who told you to do business in my grandfather's territory? Did I allow it?"

A group of children turned pale with fright.

Gu Xiang: "..."

She raised her head and glared at the old dog.

The old dog was also in a daze and shook his head vigorously.

Such a frustrating show is none of his business!

He prepared it carefully, and it was really a script designed by Gu Chu. According to the plot, he was a mountain patroller from the Nanling Hermit School, and he entered the Central Plains to chase a traitor. Misunderstanding, the old dog mistakenly believed that Liu Xing was the rebel...

The old dog's face was also slightly processed by Gu Xiang. Although he looks ugly, he still has a taste of alien blood at first glance. In addition, Gu Xiang also provided Dali soup. Within three days, he was added The attribute of infinite power.

At the beginning, he was speechless because of Gu Chu's whimsical ideas, but after a few days of preparation, when he looked at Gu Chu again, he suddenly felt very good.

Gu Chu's script is really just a script?
Faced with such a miraculous thing as Dali Tang, the old dog couldn't help suspecting that there might really be hidden sects, and even if Gu Chu was not from these mysterious sects, he must have an inseparable connection with them.

Thinking about it this way, he interpreted the script more attentively, and he also paid 120,000 points of attention to this action, but before he appeared on the stage today, he unexpectedly encountered a scene stealer! !

The old dog glared at these play-robbers in displeasure, gritted his teeth secretly, and glanced at Gu Xiang: Do you want to change the script according to the situation?
Gu Xiang frowned, and nodded slightly for a while.

The old dog suddenly regained his energy, looked around and chose a good place to play, but before the others had time to move, he saw Liu Xing stepping forward, "Ha", and said dismissively, "Uncle Wang, you stand back!" In the last two steps, I accidentally injured you carefully."

While speaking, he drew his sword with his backhand, and immediately picked up a string of beautiful sword flowers, swishing a few times, and shaved the heads of several gangsters half-bald.

Old Dog: "..."

(End of this chapter)