Today I just want to post with the little junior sister who is passing by.

Chapter 112 "I'll give you a pinch, so you can eat more." (2004 words)

Sitting at the same table as Jiang Qiao was Zhu Lan, the wife of the Mu family. She was the eldest wife of the head of the Mu family. Her dress and aura gave people a strong sense of oppression.

Li Wentian's eldest brother Li Wenqiong was also sitting at the table. He was very drunk at this time, and the smile on his face became more and more unrestrained.

Mu Qingpu, the eldest daughter of the Mu family, had no joy on her face. She just ate in silence. It seemed that she was not that happy.

Jiang Qiao found that the sect leader and Li Pingxian were chatting and then left. Jiang Qiao was thinking about whether to chase them out and have a look. As a result, with a bang, a huge chicken drumstick was put into his bowl.

"Your elder brother has eaten so much, but you have eaten so little. Give yourself more."

Jiang Qiao looked up and found Mrs. Zhulan standing up. The chopsticks in her hand had just separated from the chicken legs.

"Okay, okay, madam, I will eat more." Jiang Qiao nodded quickly and greeted her with a smile.

Jiang Qiao didn't expect that at this moment when he was distracted, Mrs. Zhulan would pick up some food for him.

Li Wenqiong immediately said: "Madam, Wentian and I will toast you together!"

He raised the wine bottle and pulled Jiang Qiao to stand up. Jiang Qiao also raised the wine bottle and said slowly: "Madam, we two brothers are respectful to each other."

When Li Wenqiong and Mrs. Zhu Lan's wine bottles collided, Jiang Qiao noticed that Li Wenqiong had deliberately lowered his wine bottle.

Mrs. Zhulan's wine bottle is on top of Li Wenqiong's wine bottle.

Jiang Qiao immediately followed his example, and he also followed this principle when Mrs. Zhulan drank with him.

After drinking, Jiang Qiao thought it was all over, but then three baskets of steamed dumplings were served, one with leek and egg filling, one with sauerkraut and pork filling, and one with cabbage and pork filling.

Jiang Qiao was thinking in his head while picking up vegetables. He was distracted for a moment and ended up picking up only a small piece of chopped green vegetables.

Mrs. Zhu Lan keenly caught this and immediately gave Jiang Qiao a bunch of vegetables, "Wentian is your eldest brother's engagement party today. You should eat more due to both emotions and reasons."

Jiang Qiao smiled and nodded, then stared at the food in his bowl in a daze.

At first, he was just trying to fake it, giving the impression that he was busy eating, but he didn't really want to eat vegetables.

It's also my fault that I was distracted just now and couldn't do two things at once. Let's admit it.

Immediately, Jiang Qiao heard a sigh from Li Wenqiong next to him, and looked in Li Wenqiong's direction, "Good guy, the bowl is full of all kinds of good vegetables and meat."

More than half of Jiang Qiao's bowl.

Jiang Qiao couldn't help but mourn Li Wenqiong for two seconds in his heart. After all, Li Wenqiong was the protagonist of this engagement party, so he should eat more.

This engagement banquet is just for fun.

After Li Wenqiong sighed, he started eating with all his strength.

Jiang Qiao looked at Li Pingxian's seat again. Although Li Pingxian was not there yet, the bowl was still full.

This is a bit scary.

Jiang Qiao originally wanted to eat slowly, but he noticed Mrs. Zhulan's burning eyes and had to use his chopsticks to eat.

Just eating green vegetables was a bit too bland, so Jiang Qiao picked up a meatball and planned to eat it with the green vegetables.

Mrs. Zhulan temporarily let go of Jiang Qiao, and instead placed her main target on Mu Qingpu's side.

Jiang Qiao unconsciously turned his attention to the head of the Mu family.

If Mrs. Zhulan was extremely lively at the dinner table, the head of the Mu family was silent and never said a word, except for clinking glasses while drinking. Jiang Qiao always had a strange illusion. If a pebble fell into the heart of the head of the Mu family, there would probably not be a single ripple.

While chewing green vegetables, Jiang Qiao recalled the collection room that Mu Qinggan mentioned before his death. What the head of the Mu family wanted was human flesh and blood.

Although Mrs. Zhu Lan is now overly attentive, Jiang Qiao thought that perhaps the truly terrifying person is the most silent person at the moment.

After Jiang Qiao finished eating the green vegetables, he suddenly found that his spiritual energy was much fuller than before.

! It seemed that the green vegetables just now were good. Jiang Qiao thought that he should eat more. The dishes cooked by the chef are really extraordinary, he must eat more.

But as soon as Jiang Qiao finished eating the food in the bowl, Mrs. Zhu Lan gave herself a lot of meatballs, "You're welcome, just eat more if you like. From now on, we are all one family, hehehehehe."

Jiang Qiao looked at Mrs. Zhulan's delicately made-up face, then at his gradually filled bowl, and smiled politely: "Madam, you don't have to be so polite. I can eat it myself if I want. It's okay. I'll do it myself later." Just come."

"I see you haven't eaten much. How can you do this? I'll give you some. I want you to eat more."

"Madam, you don't have to be so polite. As you said, we will all be a family sooner or later, so there is no need to see anyone outside."

Jiang Qiao thought that if he was given a bowl of this much in the future, he would have no choice but to spoil it. He would eat it slowly until the engagement banquet was over, and then wait silently for it to be cleared away.

"You're right, you really don't need to be a stranger, but if you eat so little, you are definitely a stranger."

Jiang Qiao finally didn't want to argue with Mrs. Zhulan about eating more and less. Ever since Jiang Qiao started picking vegetables, Mrs. Zhulan had always picked vegetables for herself, and she had just picked them right after she finished eating. .

Who can stand such a seamless way of eating? Moreover, it directly deprives Jiang Qiao of his right to choose delicious food.

At this moment, Mu Qingpu stood up and said expressionlessly: "I'm going to go for a walk first. I'm a little tired from eating."

Without waiting for anyone to give her any response, Mu Qingpu left the table and ran outside.

Li Wenqiong then said to Jiang Qiao: "Brother, go see your future wife first. You can help me hold on to the scene."

Jiang Qiao understood that to support the scene, he needed to serve Li Wenqiong with drinks and so on.

"Brother, I'm going to find Li Pingxian. It's been a long time and he hasn't come back yet. The food in the bowl is almost cold."

Li Wenqiong said, "Okay, then I'll talk to my ninth brother."

Jiang Qiao also bowed his hands and left his seat after saying hello.

I really couldn't understand why Li Pingxian and the sect master had anything to talk about, and they actually talked for so long.

……

Beside Zongmen Lake, Mu Chenyuan was throwing stones at the water surface in boredom.

She sat on a larger stone, her sect uniform shriveled up. In the afternoon, she fished briefly here for a while.

At night, the bright moon seemed to be immersed in the lake, shimmering with the water waves.

Mu Chenyuan was troubled as to whether she should choose to be a kitchen cultivator or a swordsman cultivator.

When it comes to cooking, she seems to be better at it and more interested in it. Cooking makes her feel happy both physically and mentally.

But Jiang Qiao wants to become a swordsman...

(End of this chapter)