Tyrant, he wants to spoil me

Chapter 153

He finished speaking in one breath, his heart beating like thunder, and his dark face flushed even more.

Needle drop could be heard in the carriage.

After a while, more exaggerated laughter suddenly broke out!
"It's so stupid, there are still people who study for the common people and Datong! I think it's good to mix up fame and get a lucrative errand to hang around, isn't it?!"

Zhou Fengxian laughed while talking, tears were coming out of his eyes.

Si Dusu lowered his head, his face turned redder.

Su Jiu rested his chin on both hands and looked at him quietly.

The pale pink lips couldn't help but curl up, and the two dimples on her cheeks were sweet.

In the sound of the wheels of the carriage rolling over the mountain road, the little girl felt that Hua Rourou had just said something wrong.

It's not her who is pure-minded, but the head of the house!
Simao,
He is a scholar worthy of respect!
After turning over two more hills, the carriage finally stopped in front of a village.

Su Jiu followed the crowd out of the car, and saw a large group of children happily swarming over, all pestering Si Dushu to ask questions.

Si Dushu patted their heads, distributed the specially bought candy to them, and took a lot of books, asking them to take them back and read carefully.

"Thank you brother Si!"

A group of children had sweet voices, looked at Su Jiu and the others shyly, and ran away happily.

Si Dushu scratched his head in embarrassment, "My house is at the end of the village, follow me!"

The village is small, but there are hundreds of households living there.

Finally came to Si's house, this is a typical small farmyard, the eaves are covered with golden corn and bright red peppers, and there are many chickens raised in the fence.

A tidy woman, wearing an apron, shyly opened the fence door, and said with a smile, "You are the classmates of Ah Shu, right? It's been a long journey, come in and drink tea!"

Su Jiu followed the crowd into the threshold, but saw that although the main room was simple, it was kept quite clean.

Si Dushu personally brought a few pottery cups, made tea for them one by one, and said with a blushing face, "I have washed these cups carefully, so don't think they are dirty. Although it is rough tea, it was my mother who went up the mountain to pick it up. Yes, I drank it, and felt that the tea outside could not compare to it!"

Holding the pottery cup, Su Jiu took small sips.

She comes from a poor background, so she is not picky.

only……

I don't know if this group of young masters will dislike them.

If she showed a disgusted expression, the head of the house would be sad.

The little girl quietly looked around from the corner of her eye, but she saw that no matter it was Xiao Tingchen, Xie Rongjing, or even Zhou Fengxian, they were all sipping the rough tea carefully, without any sign of dislike.

She breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "I'll help my aunt cook."

After she left, Hua Rourou said curiously: "Speaking of which, it's really rare for the second master to come here!"

"What's the matter?" Xie Rongjing rolled his eyes, "In life, you have to try more things you have never done before, and go to places you have never been to! Isn't that what so-called study tours are like?"

Xiao Tingchen smiled, "That's right, then Mr. Xie, let's start by washing vegetables in the kitchen."

"Xiao Huaijin, are you trying to make me angry on purpose?!"

Xie Rongjing was annoyed.

However, he remembered that Su Jiu was in the kitchen, and said again: "Forget it, if you enter the kitchen, you will enter the kitchen... Let you people have a look too, thank you for the demeanor of the second master coming to the kitchen!"

After speaking, he ran away.

"Can he do it..."

Sudoku worries.

"Hey, how difficult it is to be a cook, the head of the house doesn't have to worry!"

Hua Rourou pinched the orchid finger, smiling.

But it didn't take long before everyone heard noises coming from the yard.

When everyone came to the eaves, they saw a big rooster whose neck had been cut open and a few feathers had been pulled out of its body. It was flapping its wings desperately to escape across the yard.

Xie Rongjing was disheveled and covered in blood, with a kitchen knife in one hand, he was chasing after him ferociously...

Those who know know that he is killing chickens, but those who don't know think he is killing people.

(End of this chapter)