Xianyu's leisurely life through books

Chapter 83
Outside the East Wing.

Song Qi was arranging the clothes in the basin, and she glanced at the window of the east wing from time to time.

Although the door of the wing is open, but...

Pei Xiaoxiao didn't rest in the room today.

Lonely men and widows live in the same room.

Du Rouhui looks no worse than the third sister-in-law, she also has medical skills, and she seems to be interested in her third brother.

I don't know if there will be any sparks...

Song Qi glanced at Pei Xiaoxiao who was happily busy in the kitchen, and sighed.

It seems that she can only let this quick-witted little girl do it herself.

She tickled Xiao BuDian who was playing with bamboo dragonflies in the courtyard: "Wenwen, come here, aunt has something to tell you."

Song Wen ran over.

Song Qi whispered in her ear for a while, then took out a miscellaneous book from Song Ke's room, stuffed it into Song Wen's hands, and urged in a low voice, "Go quickly."

The little boy nodded heavily, and flew into the east wing like a butterfly.

"Daddy! It's so boring, please read me a story! Mother is not free!"

Du Rouhui was waiting for Song Yu's answer, but was interrupted.

She looked toward the door displeased.

Song Yu also looked at the little boy, the corners of his lips slightly raised.

Now that the pain in his legs has passed, he stretched out his hand and hugged the little one to the bed, rubbing her little head: "Okay."

As he spoke, he looked up at Du Rouhui, and smiled politely: "Doctor Du just list the dietary taboos that I need to pay attention to, and I will let my family pay attention...Thank you."

Du Rouhui was disappointed for a while, she forced herself to smile and said, "Okay."

She lowered her eyes slightly, just in time to meet Xiao Budian's gaze.

Song Wen showed a sweet smile.

so cute.

But Du Rouhui read out the meaning of provocation strangely.

She frowned slightly.

Is she thinking too much?
How is it possible for such a small child?

Song Wen snuggled into Song Yu's arms, grabbed his arm and said timidly, "Daddy, Aunt Du seems unhappy, shouldn't I come in?"

Du Rouhui: "..."

What the hell is Aunt Du?

Also, what nonsense is she talking about?
How could he tell Song Yu that she was unhappy?

Du Rouhui's body trembled slightly.

is angry.

She forced a smile: "Wenwen, what are you talking about? My sister is thinking about something, so she is serious, and I am not unhappy."

As he spoke, he gave Song Yu an ugly smile.

Song Yu patted the little boy on the head, and said softly, "Don't talk nonsense...call me Doctor Du."

"Oh, okay, Doctor Du, my dad is going to read me a story...can you keep quiet?"

Du Rouhui: "..."

She took a deep breath and pulled out a stiff smile: "Okay."

As he spoke, he nodded slightly to Song Yu: "I'll go over there and list the dietary taboos."

Song Yu said politely, "Thank you."

The father and daughter don't look alike at all.

Otherwise Song Yu's smile is so pretty, why is Song Wen's smile so hateful?
Just like that bitch Pei Xiaoxiao!
It's time for the stitches to start.

"I put the list of dietary taboos on the table, and the ink is still dry."

Song Yu smiled: "Thank you."

As he spoke, he took out a purse from his pocket: "This is the cost of this course of treatment."

As for needles, there is no need to pierce them every day.

Seven days is one course of treatment, and two courses of treatment in January.

Du Rouhui bit her lip, and whispered, "Brother Song Yu, as I said, there is no need to pay."

In human relations, you owe me and I owe you, so it's not clear.

She wanted to get involved with Song Yu.

"Doctor Du, my mother said that those who do things have to be paid, and those who don't pay are bad people...Are you going to make my father a bad person?"

Du Rouhui: "..."

This dead child!
After thinking about it, she smiled and said, "Your father taught me how to archery. We neighbors and folks should help each other. I really don't need to give any money."

Song Wen looked at Du Rouhui, then at Song Yu, and said suspiciously: "I see that my mother always pays my aunt and the others, but not my father... Is your relationship with my father so good?"

Du Rouhui: "..."

Not angry, not angry.

She trembled slightly again.

Song Yu patted the little boy's head in a funny way, and handed the purse forward: "Practicing arrows is my favor for repaying your wheelchair, and treatment is a different matter... It's one, two, five, take it!"

The price of an acupuncture massage on the market is about two hundred yuan.

Du Rouhui clenched her hands tightly.

Brother Song Yu, do you have to make it so clear with her?

Song Wen said thoughtfully: "Dr. Du, you should take it. My mother is earning a lot of money now, and there is no shortage of money for this kind of treatment."

Du Rouhui: "..."

Song Yu smiled and patted Song Wen's head again: "Our Wenwen is really sensible."

Does this imply that she is ignorant?
Du Rouhui was full of shame and anger, and took the purse resentfully.

She was about to leave when Song Yu called to her: "Doctor Du."

Du Rouhui turned around happily: "What's the matter?"

Song Yu paused, and said, "In the future, can we change the treatment time to the evening?"

He found that every time Du Rouhui came over, Pei Xiaoxiao was in a bad mood.

Come in the morning, she will be depressed all day.

If it was changed to the evening, would his wife be happy for the whole day?
What an awkward person.

Thinking about it, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

Song Yu is good looking, but when he smiles, his facial features are much softer and more beautiful.

Du Rouhui was dumbfounded.

Song Yu suppressed his smile slightly, and asked repeatedly: "Is it okay?"

"Oh, yes."

Good evening.

In the evening, there was no Pei Xiaoxiao sleeping beside her.

Can't she be alone with Brother Song Yu?

Song Wen, a dead child, wouldn't come in every day to disrupt the situation, would she?
snort!
kitchen.

The taro meat rolls are about to be cooked, and the steam comes out with a salty, sweet and delicious smell, filling the entire kitchen, overpowering the meaty aroma of the meatballs.

goo-dong-

goo go go go-

The three sisters-in-law kept swallowing.

Pei Xiaoxiao threw down the fire stick, washed her hands, and lifted the lid of the pot.

The strong fragrance rushed straight to the door.

She backed away slightly.

The steam is too hot.

Jia Shi and Xiao Han Shi were still pinching the meatballs, unable to move away, they just glanced at the steamer, their noses twitching uncontrollably.

In the steamer, there is a special shelf with three layers in total.

A large, flat plate was placed on each layer.

The braised meat and taro rolls on the plate are arranged in a rotating manner, like blooming flowers.

Pei Xiaoxiao poked one of the meat and taro rolls with chopsticks, and laughed: "It's done."

While talking, pour the sauce on one of the pots.

There is a stick inserted into each braised meat and taro roll, which is very convenient to eat.

She picked up one, sucked it and stuffed it into her mouth with a satisfied face.

The braised meat is fat but not greasy, fragrant but not rotten, and the taro sticks are full of sauce, with a rich meaty and fresh aroma in the sweet aroma.

One sip, it feels like heaven.

Pei Xiaoxiao couldn't help but ate the second piece.

"Hey... third brother and sister, don't just eat by yourself, we'll watch!"

Xiao Han swallowed her saliva to remind, a little out of breath.

Pei Xiaoxiao turned her head to look at her, and nodded: "Okay, I won't eat alone."

As she spoke, she picked up a piece, went straight past Xiao Han who was nearby, and stuffed it into Jia's mouth.

crossed... crossed...

Xiao Han: "..."

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