Portable Space: The Divine Doctor, Little Farmer's Girl

Chapter 1183 needs to be supplemented
Chapter 1183 needs to be supplemented
Yan Xiaosi was watching the game from the sidelines, she really had no interest in Go, and asked the old man a question from time to time.

"Master, why don't you see Brother Murong and Lang Lang?"

Qin Susu got married today, and the old man's mood would fluctuate to some extent. It stands to reason that Murong Qinjian and Qin Lang would stay with the old man at Qinfu at this time.

"Lang Lang feels a little uncomfortable, that kid Murong sent Lang Lang back to his room to rest."

Hearing that Qin Lang was not feeling well, Yan Xiaosi cared instinctively.

"What happened to Lang Lang?"

"Old man, you lost again."

As soon as Yan Xiaosi said four words, the old man lost the game.

The old man stared at the chaotically placed chessboard of Bai Zi and Hei Zi, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

Losing two games of chess in a row to Long Yu boy is really embarrassing.

"Girl, you are talking to Teacher Wei on purpose to distract Teacher Wei and help Boy Long Yu win the teacher."

Yan Xiaosi had a look of grievance on my face.

"Master, you are my own master, how could I do such a thing."

The little princess was wronged by the old man, Long Yu protested dissatisfied.

"Old man, your chess skills are so good, and you will still lose to me in the next two games. It has nothing to do with Xiao Si, so don't blame Xiao Si."

The old man wanted to protect his old face, but was hurt even more mercilessly by Long Yu, and he was so angry that he blew his beard and stared.

In front of the little disciple, Long Yu really didn't give him any face. This annoying behavior style was exactly the same as that of the sage emperor when he was young.

"Are you two here to accompany me today, or to anger me?"

"Old man, King Zhan, Princess Zhan, the hot pot is ready."

The old man was blowing his beard and staring, when a delicious hot pot smell wafted into the warm teahouse.

The piano steward beckoned to the door, a boy came in with a burning charcoal stove, another boy came in with a big iron pot half filled with red oil soup, and the two put the charcoal stove on In the center of the tea hall, a large iron pot is placed on a carbon stove.

The maidservants in the back were holding dishes in their hands, including meat and vegetarian dishes, and they were all on the table. Looking at the dazzling array, they were very appetizing.

The steward Qin held hot rice wine in his hand and put the rice wine on the table.

Yan Xiaosi smelled the fragrance and felt even more hungry.

"Master, don't be so angry. You just lost two games of chess. You can win it another day. Let's eat hot pot now."

"Yes, yes, eating hot pot, my good student is right, hot pot is very suitable for the cold winter and the twelfth lunar month."

The old man's soul has been taken away by the smell of the hot pot at this moment, so he doesn't even care about it with Long Yu.

The piano steward pulled three chairs to the side of the stove, Yan Xiaosi and Long Yu supported the old man and walked over.

"Master, don't boil this pig's blood for too long, it won't taste good if it's too hot."

Yan Xiaosi picked up a piece of freshly blanched pig's blood and put it in the old man's bowl.

The old man took a bite, and it was indeed tender, smooth and spicy, very delicious.

Murong Qinjian helped Qin Lang come to the teahouse to chat with the old man to relieve boredom, and when he came in, he saw the three of them eating happily.

"Long Yu, Xiaosi, the two of you are too mean, you don't even call me when you eat hot pot."

Smelling the aroma of hot pot, Murong Qinjian couldn't help swallowing.

During this period of time, Qin Lang couldn't smell greasy, so he ate too much soup and water, and complained to Long Yu and his wife, then he remembered his beautiful wife beside him, and turned around and asked with concern: "Lang Lang, what do you think?" ?”

Qin Lang, who couldn't smell the smell of oily smoke recently, not only didn't feel sick when he smelled the spicy hot pot, but stared at the things cooking in the big iron pot with shining eyes, with a salivating expression on his face.

"Sir, I want to eat."

During this period of time, Qin Lang ate less, vomited a lot, and lost a lot of weight, but Murong Qinjian was so worried. Hearing her take the initiative to eat now, Murong Qinjian was so excited.

Fearing that Murong Qinjian would stop him, Qin Lang reluctantly withdrew his gaze and looked at Murong Qinjian longingly.

"Sir, can I eat?"

Murong Qin thought for a while, and replied: "Eat as much as you want, it doesn't matter if you eat once in a while."

"Uncle Housekeeper, please add two more sets of bowls and chopsticks."

"Yes, uncle."

The butler ordered a servant to go to the kitchen to get the bowls and chopsticks, and the servants quickly handed the bowls and chopsticks to the hands of Murong Qinjian and his wife.

"Lang Lang, this pig's blood is very hot, eat it slowly."

Seeing that Murong Qinjian was taking care of Qin Lang with extreme care and thoughtfulness, Yan Xiaosi asked with concern: "I heard from Master that Lang Lang is not feeling well. Brother Murong, what's wrong with Lang Lang?"

"Don't worry, Lang Lang is fine."

Murong Qin answered Yan Xiaosi, raised his eyebrows, and glanced at Long Yu triumphantly.

Finally, there was one thing that was better than Long Yu, so he naturally wanted to show it off.

"Lang Lang is pregnant, and he's feeling sick lately."

Hearing this, Yan Xiaosi looked happily at Qin Lang's still flat belly.

"Congratulations Lang Lang, congratulations Brother Murong."

Like Yan Xiaosi, Long Yu first looked at Murong Qinjian with a happy face, and immediately realized that Murong Qinjian's eyes were showing off to him just now, so he frowned slightly.

"Murong Xiaojian, you are amazing, you will become a father so soon."

"That is."

It was hard for Murong Qinjian to hear Long Yu say such beautiful words to him, and he was even more complacent.

Long Yu put a piece of meat into Yan Xiaosi's bowl, and continued to whisper to Murong Qin: "Give me a daughter, wait for my son to marry."

Murong Qinjian: "."

"How do you know that the child in Lang Lang's womb is a girl, we will have a boy if we want to, and wait to marry your daughter."

It wasn't that he disliked his daughter, but that he was very dissatisfied with Long Yu's arrogant attitude.

Long Yu raised his head, looked Murong Qinjian up and down, and continued to yell at his brother: "Murong Xiaojian, you look so coquettish, wearing women's clothing, with two buns stuffed on your chest, no one doubts that you are a man, you and Qin Lang's first child is a girl, and it's pretty close."

"Long Yu, I'm so coquettish. Wearing women's clothes and stuffing two buns on my chest, no one will suspect that I am a woman, but I can make Lang Lang pregnant. You have been married to Xiao Si for so long, and Xiao Si's stomach hasn't moved at all. , Tell me, are you a strong outsider but a middle-aged man?"

Long Yu was left speechless by his good brother.

He worked hard almost every night, but he couldn't get the little princess pregnant. Sometimes, he also suspected that he was a strong outsider.

Murong Qinjian thought that Long Yu would continue to hate her, so while taking care of Qin Lang, she quietly waited for him to speak shocking words.

After a while, Long Yu finally spoke.

"Then after eating the hot pot, feel my pulse and prescribe some medicine to help me tonic."

"Cough cough!"

These were indeed shocking words, Murong Qinjian was so frightened that he almost choked to death, and coughed heavily before recovering.

"Long Yu, don't take it seriously, I'm just talking casually."

(End of this chapter)