The best girl traveled through time and took the system to escape.

"Do you want to eat hot pot first and then soak in the hot springs, or soak in the hot springs first and then eat hot pot?"

As the owner of this hot spring village, Song Nan naturally had to consider their ideas.

Zhang Ruoxi was the first to raise her hand: "Eat hot pot!"

"I won't take a dip in the hot springs. After finishing the hot pot, I will bask in the sun in the yard. You can go take a dip in the hot springs!"

Mo Yuanjiao pursed his lips: "Why don't you come with me if you don't want to soak in the hot spring?"

"I want to eat and play with Sister Hua and Nan Nan, can't I? Do you want to take care of me?!" Zhang Ruoxi shouted angrily, then looked at Hua Zhixia: "Sister Hua, look at him, he is still as annoying as when he was a child!"

Hua Zhixia smiled and said nothing, looking to Song Nan for help.

Help!

Although they are both in their twenties, why are these two people bickering more annoying than when they were children? !

Song Nan: What do you see me doing?

Can I still stop them both?

Mo Yuanjiao, I am not familiar with him.

Zhang Ruoxi, if she could have stopped her, she would not have come to the hot pot restaurant when it opened a few days ago, let alone today.

But today, after all, we are on our own territory.

Song Nan coughed lightly: "In that case, why don't we prepare hot pot now?"

"Okay!" Zhang Ruoxi said happily.

?(?^o^?)?

"I want something slightly spicy, something slightly spicy!"

Mo Yuanjiao, who was arrogant, said again: "Tsk, Sister Hua even eats medium spicy food, but you are still slightly spicy."

"Which half is medium spicy and half is mildly spicy?" Hua Zhixia looked at Song Nan.

Song Nan nodded: "Of course."

"I cooked it a quarter of an hour ago. There are three spiciness levels."

After a while, Ruozhi led several other maids to place all the hot pot food in the yard.

Naturally, the maids and bookboys brought by Hua Zhixia and the others also participated.

A few of them set up a table in the corner of the yard, and the dishes on the table were exactly the same as Song Nan's.

"Master, what is this??"

Mo Que's eyes were glued to the hot pot table, but he didn't move at all.

The hot pot is delicious, but the young master is more important.

The young master didn't give an order, so how could he move?

So, young master, hurry up and give the order!This hot pot is so delicious!

Obviously he and the young master had been going to the hot pot restaurant every day these past two days, and had eaten the freshly cooked hot pot more than once or twice, but every time he smelled the aroma, he would secretly salivate in his mouth.

His physical reaction told him two words: I want to eat!

Mo Que also suspected that there was something addictive added to the hot pot, but he tasted it several times and never tasted it.

I even doubted that thing called chili pepper.

But that thing, besides being spicy, is spicy.

Gollum!

After Mo Que swallowed his saliva for the nth time, he finally heard his young master speak: "If Miss Song asks you to go, just go. Don't go to the girls' table."

When Mo Que came to his senses, he realized that Miss Hua and Miss Zhang's maids had already filled the table.

There were two more tables set up in the yard.

Those two tables were very strange. One table had men and women, and the other table had only men.

But when he looked at the table with both men and women, he saw that the people looked somewhat alike, so he thought they were the same family.

So Mo Que decisively lifted his robe and walked towards the table filled with men.

Mo Que: "Brothers, we are destined to meet each other, so I won't be polite to you!"

Hot pot, I’ll come too!

When the voice reached Song Nan's table, Mo Yuanjiao felt a little embarrassed: "He just has a more heroic temperament."

Song Nan nodded: "I understand, I understand."

There were four people at their table. Except for Mo Yuanjiao, a man, the other three were all women.

Everyone used serving chopsticks to place and pick up food in a tacit understanding, and there was no such disgusting thing as eating each other's saliva.

While eating, Mo Yuanjiao said: "Miss Song is coming with us today. Can the hot pot restaurant make arrangements?"

Song Nan nodded: "Of course we have arranged it. When will the money be earned or not? It is not easy for everyone to have time."

"I wonder how Sister Hua and Miss Song met?"

"What about me? I'm sitting here too, so you don't ask me?"

Mo Yuanjiao: "...how did you three meet?"

"..."

Song Nan and the other three kept talking about the things between them, and Mo Yuanjiao was very interested.

When he heard what happened to the Jiang family, his mood felt a little wrong.

"That boy Jiang Chu really talked to Sister Hua like that in court?"

"What's even more outrageous! When I went to the Jiang family that day, they didn't let me see Sister Hua. If the government hadn't summoned someone, Sister Hua might have been imprisoned by the Jiang family!"

"I know that guy Jiang Chu..."

Listening to Zhang Ruoxi and Mo Yuanjiao's back and forth, Song Nan felt that her previous idea was not impossible.

However, Mo Yuanjiao called Hua Zhixia "Sister Hua".

How many years younger is he than Hua Zhixia?

"He is two years younger than me and will turn eighteen this year."

eighteen? !

Song Nan looked at Hua Zhixia in another small pool in the hot spring house with shining eyes.

Eighteen is great!

My brother smells good!

Hua Zhixia was a little confused by her stare: "Why did you suddenly ask this question? Could it be that he looks very old?"

Song Nan shook his head repeatedly: "Not big, not big, just a little curious about his age."

"Is he married?"

, as old as the third brother.

But the third brother has children.

"should not."

"What, do you have thoughts about him?"

Hua Zhixia was silent for a while, and then said: "You are not much different in age, and your family backgrounds match."

After hearing these words, Song Nan almost rushed out of the door.

He quickly denied: "He is not my type."

"What is a type?" Hua Zhixia was confused.

Song Nan tried hard to explain: "It's just everyone's temperament. I don't like his kind."

"Are you saying he looks dandy?"

"The Mo family is a family of military generals. Most of the people in the family have military power. I think Yuanjiao should be able to practice martial arts, but in order to prevent the Holy Emperor from being suspicious, he didn't practice, so he doesn't even plan to go to the imperial examination." Hua Zhixia said calmly: "Most of the time he is like this just to show off to others. He is also a reliable person."

Song Nan chuckled and said, "I'm not saying he's a playboy, but I think he's thoughtful."

"Sister Hua, you have missed one thing. Mo Yuanjiao has not learned anything. He knows kung fu and is pretty good at it."

After eating hot pot and taking a rest, Yunzhong's wife told him when they walked here from the yard.

Mo Yuanjiao, master and servant.

He knows kung fu and is pretty good at it.

Among the Yun family members, perhaps only Yun Zhong can compete with them.

Hua Zhixia asked in astonishment: "What?"

"I have some people in Zhuangzi who were given to me by my uncle. They taught me how to identify ordinary people who are good at martial arts. A few days ago, I felt that something was wrong with Mo Yuanjiao. Today, when I showed them, it was indeed wrong."

Song Nan ducked down, with only his head exposed above the water, and asked Hua Zhixia: "You think that he will be suspected by the Holy Emperor in both civil and military matters. Then have you ever thought that a person from a family of military generals who can do business will be a threat to the Holy Emperor?" Wouldn’t it be bigger?”