Daming Super Daddy

Xiao Xiangxiang at the side heard the praise from the woman in white, her excited eyes were shining brightly, and the look of longing on her face was quite strong.

Even the little girl Xiangxiang looks like this, not to mention Zhu Zhanji and Zhu Huixun, the little fellows, the greediness is about to flow out.

The woman in white looked funny, and said to the elder and the younger, "You three, don't just watch, the young master has cooked three delicious dishes, wouldn't it be too tasteless for me to enjoy them all alone? Xiangxiang, both of you Young master, there are still chopsticks here, try them too!"

"Song, Uncle Song, can we eat too?" Zhu Huixun swallowed hard, his big eyes were eager to see through.

Zhu Zhanji was not much better, his lips were dry, he kept sticking out his tongue to lick, and looked into Zhu Song's eyes expectantly.

Zhu Song nodded amusedly, and said, "Okay, since Miss agrees, you two can eat!"

"Great!"

"I'm starving to death!"

The two little guys jumped three feet high excitedly, picked up the chopsticks, and couldn't wait to pick up the dishes on the plate.

Although the two little guys are not very old, but because of the temptation of the food, their teeth are so good that they pick up the dishes from the plate and put them in their mouths. After chewing, before they can swallow them, they stretch out again. Chopsticks came out.

Because Xiangxiang is a woman, she was a little reserved at the beginning, but later saw that Zhu Zhanji and Zhu Huixun's chopsticks and mouths cooperated too tacitly, so she simply abandoned her reservations, shook off her shoulders, and kept eating with her cheeks.

Although it was only three dishes, the pan-fried grass carp alone was enough for three people to eat, so in the end, Zhu Song and the servants of the woman in white also joined the battle group.

After eating a simple lunch for half an hour, the pots and bowls were finally cleaned up, and there was not even a bit of dregs left.

After lunch, the woman in white gave Zhu Songfu a blessing, and praised: "I can't imagine that you have such superb cooking skills at such a young age. Even compared with the imperial chefs in the palace, I'm afraid it's not too much." gone."

Royal chef?Could it be that this person is also from the royal family, so he is a relative?

Zhu Song was surprised, but his expression remained unchanged, and he said with a smile: "Miss, you are too polite, I am just tinkering with it casually, if it is for my own food, it will be fine, how can it be compared with the royal chef in the palace? Besides, It is really an honor for me to be able to cook for Miss to thank you for your kindness."

Zhu Song was actually very proud of himself. After all, bodyguards are not cooks. Being able to cook such dishes is considered the best cooking in the bodyguard industry.

The woman in white didn't think Zhu Song was proud, but praised Zhu Song's humility:

"Mr. Cai said just now that meeting is a fate. It is really a worthwhile trip to get to know Mr. Gao today, but I don't know Mr. Gao's name."

"Under Zhu...Han Song!"

Zhu Song blurted out that he was going to report his name, but he thought that his name was a stink in Yingtianfu, so he simply used his title as his surname.

"It turned out to be Mr. Han, the little girl is so polite."

The woman in white gave Zhu Song a blessing again, and she didn't seem to intend to tell Zhu Song her name.

Zhu Song didn't care too much, this woman is beautiful, but Zhu Song knew his own family affairs, Jianwen found him a housekeeper he had never met, and the housekeeper at home hadn't been dealt with yet, so why would he want to go outside to flirt?

Therefore, Zhu Song didn't care, but started to pack up the dishes and pots and stoves.

Now that it was the end of the day, the woman in white seemed to have something to do, so she bid farewell to Zhu Song again, and before leaving, she said that she would meet again by fate.

Zhu Song had been sending the white-clothed woman and her party onto the boat, and then turned back. When he started to pack up the fishing tackle, he found that his fishing rod was missing.

After searching along the river for a long time but couldn't find it, Zhu Song went to ask the two little guys.

It's not that Zhu Song feels sorry for the fishing rod, it's really troublesome to make a new fishing rod.

"Uncle Song, I know where the fishing rod is!" Zhu Zhanji gave Zhu Song the correct answer, "It's the Xiangxiang who has been following the sister in white. I saw her take the fishing rod away with my own eyes!"

"..."

Zhu Song was speechless for a moment.

Nima, you said that you are a girl from every family, you are spoiled and unreasonable, but you even steal things, are you educated?

Shaking his head helplessly, Zhu Song said: "Okay, let's go here first today, and when we have free time, let's come out to play again, okay?"

"Okay!" Zhu Huixun's eyes lit up, "But, Uncle Song, will you give us something to eat when we go back?"

Zhu Song rolled his eyes and said to himself, this is really a bag. Raising two foodies!

……

Just when Zhu Song was complaining about the foodie nature of the two little guys, the boat on the other side had gone away.

Holding the shortened fishing rod in her hand, Xiangxiang came to the woman in white, and said like a treasure: "Miss, what do you think this is?"

The woman in white raised her eyebrows slightly and said, "What?"

Xiangxiang said proudly: "Miss, this is a fishing rod. That man named Han Song used this to catch that big grass carp just now. By the way, miss, you can see that such a fishing rod can be extended. You see..."

Poor Xiao Xiangxiang, she didn't see her young lady's face getting darker and darker, and her face sank in the end.

"Xiangxiang, how can you take other people's things casually!"

Just when the little maid was swinging the fishing rod in a happy mood, the light voice of the woman in white rang out. Although it was calm, it concealed the violent wind and rain.

pat!

Hearing her daughter's questioning, Xiangxiang shivered, and the fishing rod in her hand naturally fell to the ground.

Looking at her own lady at a loss, Xiangxiang lowered her head and muttered:

"Miss, they have three such fishing rods, and we also gave them a set of silk brocade clothes worth tens of taels. This fishing rod looks novel, but it's actually not worth a lot of money. It's nothing to take one of them... ..."

"How do I teach you on weekdays?" The woman in white was very strict, "Now, send the fishing rod back to him!"

"Ah?" Xiangxiang covered her mouth and said, "Miss..."

"Okay!" The white-clothed woman's pretty face turned cold, and she said, "I must go!"

Chapter 18 Unreliable Uncle Song

When the woman in white turned the bow of the boat and drove the boat back to the place where everyone had a picnic just now, there were no traces of Zhu Song and the others, and even the traces of the picnic were filled in by Zhu Song commanding the guards of the Palace of Han. It's like it never happened.

According to Zhu Song, the smog and global warming in later generations are due to not paying attention to environmental protection. Now that Lao Tzu is lucky enough to return to Daming, everything is based on environmental protection.

As for Zhu Song and his party who had done all this, they had already returned to Nanjing City in a carriage.

That is to say, since returning to the palace that day, Zhu Song's life has also returned to normal.

After all, his big wedding day is not far away, there are many things he needs to be busy with, and the two children are not easy to take care of, so Zhu Song just regarded the encounter by the Qinhuai River that day as a memory .

It's strange to say that the closer the wedding day gets, the hotter the weather in Nanjing City will be, making people almost bald from the sun.

On this day, Zhu Song, who had just had lunch, brought two little guys to the gazebo to enjoy the cool.

Zhu Song was wearing a thin jacket with embroidered neckline and cuffs on his upper body, and silk shorts on his lower body. The overall feeling looked very coquettish.