food queen

Chapter 29 The So-called Yiren

"Brother Mu." Han Qian called out with a smile.

"Oh! Such a well-behaved sister... how wonderful this is." Mu Yao smiled loudly and raised his hands to turn over his sleeves and purse, but after all, there was nothing decent, so he handed the ink folding fan in front of Han Qian, " It's not a respect when you meet for the first time. Don't be disgusted, little sister."

"Brother Mu, this is too precious. Her child doesn't know how to cherish it..." Han Jianshi naturally knew that this folding fan was something that Mu Yao never left, so he hurriedly refused.

"Precious or not, they are all belongings outside the body." Mu Yao smiled and put the fan into Han Qian's dirty hands, and said with a smile, "Besides, you also know that I live alone, and it's rare to have such a well-behaved sister. That’s what earned it.”

Han Jianshi understood Mu Yao's character, and knew that being polite would be hypocrisy, so he smiled and said, "Qianqian, why don't you thank me?"

Han Qian took the fan and fanned it, and said with a smile, "Thank you, Brother Mu."

"So good." Mu Yao stroked Han Qian's little hairy head, then smiled at Han Jianshi: "The matter has been settled, so I won't keep any more. See you later?"

"Didn't we agree to have a drink together at night?" Seeing that he had stood up, Han Jianshi hurriedly stood up to persuade him to stay.

"Let's go another day. I still have some things to deal with. I'll meet you when I'm done. Let's get drunk then." As Mu Yao said, he bent down and pinched Han Qian's round face again, "little sister , Brother will come to see you later."

"Goodbye, Brother Mu." Han Qian shook his little hand.

Han Jianshi bent down to pick up Han Qian and saw off the guests.The two brothers and sisters watched Mu Yao leave the second door before walking back holding hands.

"Third brother, who is he?" Han Qian asked.

"He's a good friend of my brother's—a man in the Jianghu, you wouldn't know if he told me." Han Jianshi smiled lightly.

"Oh." Han Qian opened the folding fan in his hand twice, and asked with a smile, "This fan looks very ordinary! We probably don't have hundreds of them at home. Why are you so nervous?"

Han Jianshi took the fan from Han Qian's hand, and looked at the picture of morning lotus on the fan. The content of the painting was black and simple, but it was vermilion lotus and ink lotus leaves. Ting's dancing posture is vividly expressed, the old-fashioned pen and ink, the weird promotion, it is extraordinary at first glance.

It's a pity that my sister is too young to understand these things at all, so he, the older brother, had no choice but to tell me patiently: "I don't want to talk about the background of this fan, but the value of the fan itself is immeasurable, you must keep it well. do you know?"

Originally, Han Jianshi was worried that Han Qian would ask him what he had said to Mu Yao, after all, her curiosity was sometimes greater than the sky.

But Han Qian didn't ask Mu Yao any more questions until he returned to Yafeng Hall.Han Jianshi secretly heaved a sigh of relief. If this girl wants to ask, he really doesn't know how to make it up to deal with her—it's a headache for this girl to break the habit of asking the bottom of the casserole, and what Han Jianshi is worst at is lying and talking. round lie.

Because the little princess disappeared after squinting for a while, the maid who followed Han Qian was anxious to death. When she saw Han Qian and Han Jianshi come back together, she immediately went forward and hugged: "My little girl!" Ancestor, how did you disappear in the blink of an eye, servant!"

Han Qian smiled and said, "Can I still fly in my own home?"

"Please take pity on the slave girl! If Mother Lu knows about this, she will kill the slave girl." The servant girl sighed helplessly.

"Okay! It's all right!" Han Qian patted the servant girl's face, "Go back and tell the nanny that I'll take a nap at Third Brother's place."

The servant girl turned her head to look at Han Jianshi, and called out aggrievedly: "Master?"

Han Jianshi smiled and nodded: "Go ahead. I happen to be free this afternoon, so I can play with her."

Feeling relieved, the servant girl hurriedly blessed her body and turned to leave.

Han Jianshi looked at the figure of the little maid who was faster than a rabbit, and said with a smile, "Sister, do you see that? It's only your brother that I love you."

"It's enough for me to have my parents and my brother!" Han Qian didn't understand her brother's words at all, and only smiled silly.

Hearing this, Han Jianshi immediately felt that the pores of his body were loosened and he felt comfortable.

He bent down to pick up Han Qian and kissed him, then told the people next to him: "Call two people to serve the princess to take a bath."

"Why do you need to take a bath?" Han Qian asked with a frown.

"Didn't you crawl on the ground just now? Do you have any clean spots on your body? I saw a foreigner just now, really..." Han Jianshi said, shaking his head again and again.

"Oh." Han Qian looked down at her little muddy hands, and suddenly felt that the clothes on her body were soaked, and she was really uncomfortable.

The boy brought water, and the two big maids stripped Han Qian naked and put them in the bathtub for a nice bath, then changed into clean and refreshing white silk clothes and sent them to Han Jianshi's bedroom.

"Haha... Brother, come and hug me!" Han Qian was very worried about hugging her maid, feeling that this slender maid could throw herself off at any time.

Han Jianshi had already changed out of his visitor's clothes, and was only wearing a plain white homely cotton silk gown. Seeing Han Qian reaching out to him, he went up to pick her up and put her on the couch under the window.

This is not a bedroom, but a small study where Han Jianshi reads alone.The room is not big, but the decoration is very delicate. There are ice sculptures in the corner of the room. There is a thick brocade curtain at the door to separate the hot outside.

"I like it here." Han Qian rolled on the couch covered with jade mat wrapped in a bath towel.

Han Jianshi held her down and said in a low voice, "Lie down obediently, didn't you say you were going to take a nap?"

"But I'm not sleepy." Han Qian said with a smile.

"Then I'll read to you."

"Ah—no, I'll fall asleep in that case."

"No, this book is very interesting, I promise you won't fall asleep." Han Jianshi raised a book in Yang's hand.

"Is it unofficial history? I like unofficial history or pornographic history!" Han Qian's big black eyes lit up immediately.

"..." Han Jianshi's smiling face froze immediately—whose brat is this?Why did you come to Grandpa's house!
Han Jianshi looked at the unofficial history book in his hand, thinking that he couldn't read this to her anymore, so he got up, put the book back, chose another "Book of Songs" and came back again.

"Come on, third brother will read "The Book of Songs" to you today. When you recognize more characters, you should learn to recite this."

"Ah?" When Han Qian heard this, she immediately felt a little repulsive—reading was the thing she didn't like the most.

Naturally, Han Jianshi didn't want to please her, so he opened a page at random and began to read: "The reeds are green, and the white dew is frost. The so-called Iraqi people are on the side of the water..."

(End of this chapter)