Madam, let's steam buns together

Zhang Huaruo was still sleeping, Yang Dabao looked at the sky outside which was still early, turned sideways and watched quietly for a while.

Quietly tapped the tip of Zhang Huaruo's upturned nose with the tip of his finger, and quickly withdrew his finger, like a child who has done something wrong and is afraid of being discovered by his elders, making sure Zhang Huaruo didn't notice his behavior, so he stretched out his finger again and swiped Touched the tip of Zhang Huaruo's nose.

He wanted to do this a long time ago, everything about Madam is so perfect, especially the small tip of the nose, which hooked him and wanted to play with it, but he didn't dare to do it too much, he didn't want to disturb Madam's Good sleep and good dreams.

Get up reluctantly.

The guest who said yesterday that he would come another day did come, but he didn't come, the little follower who followed him yesterday came to buy buns.

The expression on the little attendant's face didn't look very good, but he was polite. When he bought the buns, he mentioned to Yang Dabao that his master couldn't come due to something, so that Yang Dabao left quickly after he had an impression of him and Liu Qingsu. .

Of course, Azhan was not very happy. He pretended to be sick last night, but not only was he seen through by the steward in the building, but he was also threatened that if he did not behave obediently, he would be thrown into the woodshed to do hard labor. Follow Liu Qingsu.

Azhan felt that his fate was miserable, so if he didn't follow Liu Qingsu, he didn't know where he would be sent to suffer; if he followed Liu Qingsu, the ghost knew how this master could implicate him.

In the next few days, Liu Qingsu would occasionally come in person, and occasionally just let Azhan come over, no matter what, it could be regarded as earning enough presence on Yang Dabao's side.

Liu Qingsu had figured out when Yang Dabao would be free to chat, and before Yang Dabao became too busy, he brought a can of refreshing perilla soup to see Yang Dabao.

This perilla soup was cooked by Azhan, but when it fell into Liu Qingsu's mouth, it became Liu Qingsu's special soup for Yang Dabao when he got up early in the morning. Azhan pouted behind him and didn't say anything.

Liu Qingsu enthusiastically asked Yang Dabao to accept this kindness, but Yang Dabao still felt that he shouldn't accept it. At best, the relationship between the two of them was a slightly familiar customer and the boss, not even friends. Cooking perilla soup for him personally was another Sending this behavior in person is a bit too solemn.

While Yang Dabao was resigning, Gouqizi came behind them with a food box, watching Yang Dabao and Liu Qingsu suspiciously pushing a porcelain cup over, looking up and down at Liu Qingsu and Azhan beside him, frowning fiercely Wrinkled hard.

"Uncle!"

Liu Qingsu paused the hand holding the porcelain cup, but did not push the porcelain cup towards Yang Dabao again.

Yang Dabao saw that the wolfberry was coming, and when he saw the food box in the hand of the wolfberry, he immediately beamed with joy, passed Liu Qingsu, and looked at the food box in the hand of the wolfberry expectantly: "What's delicious inside?"

Lycium barbarum smiled a little embarrassedly: "It's just the few side dishes my uncle taught me to fry a few days ago, but ah, although I fried the dishes, the young master made everything on the plate by himself. The most important thing is Yes, the bowl of egg custard and mung bean soup inside are actually cooked by the young master specially for my uncle, and my uncle will have to try those two later."

Yang Dabao took the food box from Lycium barbarum, and opened it impatiently. In the top drawer were the mung bean soup and custard cooked by Zhang Huaruo himself. They were placed in two small porcelain cups at the height of half a hand. Once the lid was opened, , steaming hotly.

At first glance from the outside, the tender yellow custard is very delicate and smooth, with chopped green onions dotted on it, and the yellow and green match attracts people's appetite.

Looking at the mung bean soup again, the color of the soup is reddish, the mung beans seem to be a bit rotten and soft, most of them sink to the bottom of the soup, and the mung bean shells float on it, exuding the unique fragrance of mung beans.

Holding the porcelain wall outside the porcelain cup with one hand and resting on the bottom of the cup with the other hand, Yang Dabao took a small sip of mung bean soup, with a smile in the corner of his eyes: "It's delicious."

Lycium barbarum deliberately dissatisfied and said: "Young master only cared about what the young master cooked for you, and didn't even look at the few dishes cooked by wolfberry. I'm sad, and I won't deliver meals to uncle in the future."

Yang Dabao quickly calmed Gou Qizi's mood: "I'll see how your cooking skills are doing, and see if you've made any progress!"

Taking advantage of the time when Yang Dabao was tasting the dishes, Gou Qizi glanced at Liu Qingsu's side, as if saying in his eyes: Who are you, why are you still standing here and not leaving?

Azhan quietly tugged at the corner of Liu Qingsu's clothes, reminding Liu Qingsu that they should go, and there is no point in staying here any longer.

Liu Qingsu bit her lower lip in displeasure, and turned to leave angrily. The cup of perilla soup was casually stuffed into the arms of a passerby, and strode away, leaving the passerby holding the cup in a daze.

Gou Qizi looked away in satisfaction, Yang Dabao was already enjoying his lunch at this time, Gou Qizi asked him tentatively: "Grandpa, who are those two people who were here just now?"

Yang Dabao frankly told the whole story of the past few days, keeping the medlar in mind, and didn't ask any more questions that aroused Yang Dabao's suspicion.

After Yang Dabao had lunch, wolfberry returned to Yang Dabao's house with the food box, the first thing he did was to tell Zhang Huaruo about Liu Qingsu.

Zhang Huaruo was squatting on the ground to take care of his medicinal herb seedlings at that time. Although the grass seedlings planted in this field are ordinary-looking grass seedlings, which seem to be similar to the weeds that can be seen everywhere on the mountain, they are actually rare and hard to buy outside. herbs.

In the description of wolfberry, he bluntly described Liu Qingsu as a vixen, who clearly wanted to seduce Yang Dabao.

Zhang Huaruo didn't panic at all, let's not say that this was just a guessing by goji berries, and besides, he believed that Yang Dabao would not do anything wrong to him.

They had discussed things like taking concubines long before they got married. Yang Dabao would not take concubines in any name, let alone have wild flowers and weeds outside.

Seeing that Zhang Huaruo didn't seem worried at all, Gou Qizi anxiously said, "Master! You didn't see that foxy girl dressed like a young man, how could a serious young man dress like him."

"You can't judge people by their appearance." Zhang Huaruo concentrated on taking care of his herbs, "Dabao's buns are so good, there will always be a few people who love them as much as I do, so it's normal to communicate with Dabao more, not just because Dabao married me now As a wife, don't let him touch other men."

Wolfberry pouted angrily: "Hmph, young master, if you don't listen to me now, if something happens, it will be too late to correct it."

Zhang Huaruo stood up and looked at him, reluctantly compromised: "Okay, when he comes back tonight, I'll ask him in person, okay?"

As a result, Zhang Huaruo still forgot to promise about the goji berries that night, and did not ask Yang Dabao clearly. He was chased by the goji berries the next day, so he had no choice but to swear that he would definitely ask about it tonight, so the goji berries stopped pestering him. he.

In order to verify what I thought in my heart, although I didn't have to deliver food to Yang Dabao today, Gou Qizi secretly went to the street where the steamed stuffed bun stall was located, squatted in a corner far away and watched, and sure enough, I saw that Liu Qingsu came again, surrounded He walked around Yang Dabao non-stop, and seemed to give Yang Dabao something before leaving.

Because the distance is a bit far, I can't see what it is, but I can only vaguely see something long and white, stick-shaped.

Wolfberry guessed, it must be a fire stick, is the gift so down-to-earth?

Tsk, it can be seen how much this person wants to destroy the relationship between the young master and the uncle. Isn't it to make the uncle think of others every day by giving such a thing that Yang Dabao can use every day?

Wolfberry guessed wrong, Liu Qingsu's gift to Yang Dabao was a painting.

After these few days of contact, Liu Qingsu could see how stupefied Yang Dabao was. He gritted his teeth and planned to hint at Yang Dabao directly. For one and a half years, Yang Dabao may not be able to open up.

So he chose one of the three paintings that Lu Zhiyou drew for himself and gave it to Yang Dabao.

The portrait was very expensive, but he was reluctant to leave the child without a wolf, so he did not believe that Yang Dabao didn't understand what he thought about him after seeing the content in the scroll.

There is also a piece of paper attached to the picture scroll. If Yang Dabao understands the meaning and is equally interested, he can find him according to the address written on the paper.

As long as Yang Dabao comes tomorrow, even if Yang Dabao is still hesitating and struggling to pick his wild flower, he has the ability to make things a foregone conclusion.

Liu Qingsu sent the painting, and ran away shyly and timidly without waiting for Yang Dabao to accept it.

Yang Dabao wanted to catch up and return the painting to him, but two guests came and disturbed his pace, and when he turned his head, Liu Qingsu and Azhan could no longer be seen, so he could only give up, thinking about putting it away, waiting for tomorrow When these two come to buy buns, return them.

After greeting the guests, Yang Dabao glanced at the painting and was a little curious about what was painted inside, so he washed his hands and prepared to open it to have a look.

Yang Dabao felt that he was a vulgar person and couldn't appreciate calligraphy and painting. If Liu Qingsu gave him a masterpiece by a famous artist, it would be a waste of money and he must return it.

I don't know if Madam likes this kind of calligraphy and painting, if he likes it, I will go to the calligraphy and painting shop to pick a beautiful calligraphy and painting for Madam, and it will look good hanging in the room.

Thinking of this, Yang Dabao slowly opened the picture scroll. At the beginning, what caught his eyes was the background of the screen. Appearing in front of his eyes, Yang Dabao closed the painting in an instant, and his entire face flushed red in an instant.

Quickly re-roll the painting, put it aside and keep it at a respectful distance.

Gou Qizi couldn't see this scene, so he went back after Liu Qingsu left, and when he got home, he stood in front of Zhang Huaruo and stared at Zhang Huaruo, saying emphatically, "Master, you really can't forget today, you must ask Be clear, and I must warn my uncle not to have any thoughts, and it is best to stay away from that man!"

Zhang Huaruo said that he knew it, and pushed the goji berries to do other things first.

When Yang Dabao came back that day, he hid the painting in the house first. He subconsciously didn't want Zhang Huaruo to see the painting, lest Zhang Huaruo would misunderstand it. He only thought that he must return the painting tomorrow. He really couldn't accept this painting. painting.

After dinner, Zhang Huaruo bathed alone in the house. After washing his body, he put on a thin underwear and stood in front of the slightly open window, using a dry towel to dry the ends of his hair that were accidentally wet.

Because he tilted his head, it was easy to see the white cloth under the bed, wrapped with a long thing and stuffed there.

Zhang Huaruo is very sure of one thing, that is, this thing did not appear under the bed yesterday, because at that time he had picked up the waist ornament that fell into it accidentally under the bed.

Speaking of which, when Yang Dabao came back today, he did not come to him immediately as usual, but advanced into the bedroom without disturbing anyone. When Zhang Huaruo came out of the side room, he happened to see Yang Dabao coming out of the bedroom , had a face-to-face meeting.

Now that I think about it carefully, Yang Dabao's eyes seemed to be a little dodgy at that time, obviously guilty.

Zhang Huaruo stopped wiping his hair, walked to the bed, bent down and took out the picture scroll hidden under the bed, sat on the side of the bed and put it on his lap, opened the outermost white cloth, and he could see clearly Inside is a rolled picture scroll.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Zhang Huaruo decided to open the painting.

Yang Dabao guessed that Zhang Huaruo had already washed and there was no sound of bathing inside, so he reminded himself outside the door that he was going to come in, but there was no reply from Zhang Huaruo that he would not let him in, so he walked in with confidence.

As soon as the door opened, Zhang Huaruo was seen sitting by the bed holding up the painting and looking at the contents of the painting. The washbasin in Yang Dabao's hand fell straight down and hit the ground with a dull sound.