Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 395 The pit depth is 086 meters to send the dog (4)
"Leave it!"

Therefore, Xiao Qian didn't eat the short-lived rabbit meatballs made by Mo Jiu himself, but drank a full stomach of rabbit meat soup.

However, this soup tasted like he had never tasted before.Especially since he didn't eat much today, his stomach was already in a state of hunger, so he felt that the soup was extremely delicious.

Xue Fang waited by his side, seeing him drinking rabbit soup in a sad mood, and thinking about the man at Chrysanthemum Terrace eating rabbit meat, made his heart ache.

"My lord, I'll ask the stove to make you some other dishes to go with this soup, how about it?"

Xiao Qian waved his hands without answering, put down the bowl slowly, walked to the window, opened the window, and looked at the distant sky with white clouds... When he was a child, he once asked his mother, what is the sky, what is the sky in the sky, and what is the sky beyond the sky? have what?
Every time, his mother told him with a smile that the beautiful Chang'e lived in the sky.When his mother told the story of Chang'e flying to the moon, he asked his mother why it must be a rabbit to accompany Chang'e.My mother said that most girls' families are caring, and they like to raise docile rabbits.

"This lunatic!"

He suddenly sighed, not knowing who to scold.

"Xue Fang!"

After being named, Xue Fang fought coldly, "Emissary, what are your orders?"

Xiao Qian turned his head slowly, and shifted his gaze to Wangcai lying under the chair.

"Tomorrow you send Wangcai there."

Xue Fang said "Ah" with a sad face, "Does the envoy want to eat dog meat?"

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Yiranju is located on the bank of the lake outside the Qiantang Gate in Lin'an City.Before Zhiniang lived in, it was originally an idle house.It's not facing the street, it's not gorgeous, and it's even a bit remote, but the house is very quiet. In the backyard of the three-entry house, in addition to bamboo fences, flowers and plants, there is also a large piece of land that can be cultivated, with fruit trees planted.

"When spring comes, we will plant some seasonal vegetables among the fruit trees. The vegetables we grow ourselves are pollution-free and good to eat."

Mo Jiu was busy in the garden.

The weather is fine today, and the winter sun is particularly warm and comfortable. She asked Meier to set up a table in the garden, helped Zhiniang to sit down, and personally poured the Tieguanyin sent by Xiao Qian into the sweet-scented osmanthus, and brewed a pot Osmanthus oolong tea, let Zhiniang taste it and watch her pickle vegetables.

For the sake of appetite, Mo Jiu worked very hard.

Seeing that winter is coming, it is not so convenient to eat vegetables. She sent people to the market early this morning to buy a lot of ceramic jars, and pickled vegetables, radishes, kohlrabi, ginger, and garlic in season. Wait, wash and dry some green vegetables, ready to make dried pickles...

Sitting on the rattan chair, she was wearing a plain dress, her long black hair was loosely tied up in a lady's bun, and she combed the clapper one by one with her white bamboo shoot-like fingers, raising a string of water splashes from time to time, bringing out a Zhiniang has never seen the faint fragrance of vegetables and that serious look, and she never knew that her daughter would do these things.

Slowly, tears filled her eyes.

"Jiu'er, you must have suffered a lot in the Xiao family, right?"

How could Mo Jiu know her mood?
Looking back, she smiled, "It's okay."

Zhi Niang looked at her, a little unbearable, but she still sighed, "When are you going to go back?! Staying by Mother's side all the time... It's inevitable that people will gossip. A married girl is a member of her husband's family after all."

Mo Jiu was startled, but didn't look back, "Let's talk about it."

When people are upset, there must be something to do.Especially Mo Jiu, she has always regarded making food as a happy thing, and it is not as complicated as Zhiniang thought.

(End of this chapter)