Reborn group favorite: The prince and I are enemies

Before noon, Yang Qian came back with pheasants, wild ducks and a few fat fish, and put them directly into the kitchen.

Yu Qinghuan wanted Yang Qian to guard them, so naturally he couldn't refuse any benefits. After Yang Qian put away the things, he rushed into the kitchen.

Changsun Tao wanted to go in to help, but Yu Qinghuan drove him out to rest.

Yang Qian got bored waiting, so he danced a few sword skills in the yard. Seeing that Chang Sun Tao was fascinated, he hurriedly raised his chin and said: "Cao Cao, if you are willing to call me master, I will teach these sword skills to you." for you."

Changsun Tao said calmly: "You don't need to teach me, I already know it."

Yang Qiancai didn't believe that there was such a talent in the world, so he picked up a stick and threw it into Changsun Tao's hand. He sat aside and said: "You said you can do it, then practice it. If you dare to lie, I will look down on you." !”

Changsun Tao held the stick in his hand and struck a pose. Then, the stick came out of his hand, as graceful as a startling giant, as graceful as a swimming dragon. A few cold winds passed by suddenly, blowing down the stick in the yard. A red plum tree is about to wither.

The petals flew, stirred by the stick, and gradually merged into one stream, following Chang Sun Tao's figure like a spiritual snake.

Yang Qian bit the steamed bun and slowly opened his mouth wide. The steamed bun rolled down with a "gurgling" sound, and was picked up by Dahuang who was standing by and drooling and ran away.

"Are you kidding me?!"

Yang Qian was not convinced, so he pulled out a bamboo pole from the bamboo fence, and then demonstrated a set of grabbing techniques. This was his unique skill. He created it himself and never passed it on to the second person. He wanted to see this fool. Is it really possible to learn it instantly?

Throwing the bamboo pole to Changsun Tao, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Come on! If you're a man, try it!"

Changsun Tao stood upright. When he smiled, the bamboo pole roared out like a dragon, stirring up the fallen red and dead leaves on the ground.

He not only demonstrated Yang Qian's marksmanship, but also added his own insights and insights. The bamboo pole seemed to be alive, changing in thousands of ways in his hands, as if he was the founder.

Yang Qian almost fell to the ground, hugged Chang Sun Tao's thigh and called him grandpa,

He who wanted to bully others was the one who was humiliated. Yang Qian's face turned red and he sheathed his sword in depression.

"Aren't you stupid? How can you learn so quickly?"

Changsun Tao's expression was very natural and quite innocent: "It's very simple! You can do it just by looking at it."

It was precisely because of his uprightness and simplicity that Yang Qian was so angry that he gritted his teeth. Finally, he threw the sword on the ground, turned around and left angrily. After walking a few steps, he came over to pick up the sword again. He looked at Chang Sun Tao with extremely dissatisfied eyes. friendly.

Yu Qinghuan quickly cooked a table of dishes, and Chang Sun Tao helped bring them to the table in their room and set the dishes and chopsticks.

At this time, Zhang Yuan knocked on the door. His face, which was still expressionless, turned a little red. It was obvious that he was at a loss: "Several nobles, can you give me some of your dishes? My mother will pay back." I’ve never tasted anything so delicious.”

"Your mother?" Yang Qian raised his eyebrows, "Do you have a mother?"

"Cao Cao!" Yu Qinghuan shouted.

Changsun Tao immediately snatched Yang Qian's chopsticks away: "Those who can't speak can't eat!"

Yang Qian immediately explained: "No, we have been here the whole night and haven't seen your father's hall, so..."

Zhang Yuan seemed a little embarrassed to speak, but it was not because of shame: "My mother is deaf and blind, and she never comes out of the house, so..."

Changsun Tao immediately handed his bowl and chopsticks to Zhang Yuan: "Let's do this, bring your mother over and let's eat together. My daughter-in-law said that during the Chinese New Year, we have a reunion dinner. Reunion is a reunion dinner. Only at the end of the year can we be complete. Caocao doesn’t mind eating with you.”

Zhang Yuan looked at Chang Sun Tao and felt that there seemed to be something wrong with this tall and handsome man, but he did not ask any more questions and rejected Chang Sun Tao's proposal: "My mother is afraid that she will scare people, so she probably won't come. Thank you, sir." kindness."

"Yan Yan..." Changsun Tao gave Yu Qinghuan a pitiful look, "What should I do?"

Yu Qinghuan said: "Master Zhang, you don't have to be polite. Cao Cao is right. It's time to get together during the Chinese New Year. Since you have people coming to your house, how can you let the guests eat by themselves during the Chinese New Year? Of course, the host and the guests eat together."

Zhang Yuan was a little hesitant, but Yang Qian had already reached out and put his arm around his shoulder, saying, "Let's go, please invite your mother over."

It's not because he has good intentions, but because he thinks if he continues to grind like this, when will he be able to eat it.

Zhang Yuan hesitated, and soon he and Yang Qian brought his mother over. She was a woman who looked to be over fifty years old, with gray hair, dense wrinkles on her face, and a brown sarong that was starched and white. Although she was deaf and Blind, but very clean.

Knowing that someone was coming to the house, Zhang Yuan's mother didn't know what to say and kept laughing.

Changsun Tao personally scooped the rice for the old man, and then asked Zhang Yuan to sit next to the old man, busying himself without stopping.

"Cao Cao, don't be busy, sit down and eat." Yu Qinghuan pulled his sleeves, and he scooped out the last bowl of rice. Then he sat next to Yu Qinghuan and kept adding meat to her, "Yan Yan, eat more. , to grow fat."

Zhang Yuan glanced at Changsun Tao, then lowered his head and silently picked up food for his mother.

Zhang's mother seemed to rarely eat such delicious food, and her appetite was much better. After she had a bowl of rice, when Zhang Yuan came back from adding food to her, she looked in the direction of Yang Qian: "Xiu'er, you are Xiu'er." Son?"

Yang Qian was startled and waved his hands quickly: "No, no, no, I am feared..."

"Cough!" Yu Qinghuan coughed.

Yang Qian immediately changed his mind: "I am a frighteningly beautiful man, not Xiu'er."

Zhang's mother couldn't hear it, so she paused and said to herself: "Xiu'er, you grew up with our Zhang Yuan's childhood sweetheart. Our Zhang Yuan has liked you since he was a child. If he can marry you, what will he do?" I may not be happy about it. Although our family is poor, Zhang Yuan is skilled and motivated and will not let you go hungry. He is an honest child and will definitely be good to you throughout his life."

Speaking of her excitement, Zhang's mother held Yang Qian's hand and said, "When are you going to get married? I, a blind old woman, can help you arrange your marriage."

Yu Qinghuan and Chang Sun Tao both laughed, while Zhang Yuan was dumbfounded and didn't know what he was thinking.

Yang Qian hurriedly pulled his hand away, but Mother Zhang held it tighter: "Xiu'er, why are your hands so rough? They also have calluses. Are you living a hard life? My child..."

Zhang's mother was about to wipe her tears as she spoke. Yang Qian glared at Zhang Yuan: "Hey! I don't want to be your showman! Hurry and hold your mother!"

Zhang Yuan woke up from his dream, pulled his mother away, and silently put the bowl into his mother's hand.

Yu Qinghuan and Chang Sun Tao looked at each other and laughed secretly.