Patrol's sweetheart baby

"Qingluan, I'm so hungry. Can you go and make me something to eat first?"

Tang Xiaotang drank all the wine last night, and he hadn't had a single grain of rice for breakfast, so he was already hungry after waiting.

He just wants to eat some hot snacks, even a bowl of green onion egg noodles.

Qingluan coaxed him, "My good son, you just have to bear with it. Later, if the master sends someone to pass on a message, and finds out that we ate it first, and it reaches the master's ears, the master will be angry with you again. And because of Today is the Dragon Boat Festival, the small kitchen is not on fire, and the kitchen has not delivered the side dishes today, even if the slaves want to cook you something delicious, it will not work."

Tang Xiaotang lowered his head, "In his heart, he feels that my brother is excellent in everything, but I am inferior to him in everything. Even if I don't do anything, he can still be angry with me."

Qingluan opened her mouth, thinking that this is not the case.

The young master was very clever when he was a child, and he beat the eldest son in everything, whether it was appearance or wit.

Since his wife died of illness, the young master couldn't bear the blow of his wife's death, and then his temperament changed.

Even so, Qingluan felt that there was nothing wrong with the young master now.

Although he is not the same as when he was a child, he is not as memorable as he was when he was a child, he is a child prodigy who is praised by everyone, but he is still the same as when he was a child, a kind-hearted and happy young man.

Furthermore, if the young master is still as talented as he was when he was a child, the Du family may not be able to accommodate the young master, and he may have tried everything possible to murder the young master.

It's a big festival, Qingluan didn't want to mention the deceased wife, so as not to make the young master feel sad, so he had to keep silent.

It was just now that he was still yelling about being hungry, so he asked Qingluan to cook him something to eat first, and he never mentioned the matter of being hungry.

Clearly, he still cared about his father's opinion of him.

Qingluan also feels sorry for her young master, but there is no other way, the master is indeed stricter with the young master than the eldest son.

Seeing that noon was almost over, the person who should have come to convey the message in previous years was not even seen.

"It's strange. In the past, the master had already sent Jing Zhe to pass on the news. Why is there no movement today? The rain has finally calmed down a bit now. Young master, you wait in the house first, and I will go to the front yard to inquire. .”

"Ah."

Tang Xiaotang rested his chin on the table and replied feebly.

Just as Qingluan walked out of the courtyard, Pingting came from not far away with an umbrella, followed by a few nuns carrying food boxes.

Qingluan saw that it was not the master's personal servant Jing Zhe who came today, but his wife's maid Pingting, a bad premonition arose in her heart, so she reluctantly welcomed the group of people into the house and asked why they came.

Tang Xiaotang also walked out of the room when he heard the movement.

Pingting and several nuns saluted the young master one after another, and Pingting answered on her behalf, "Madam said that it rained so much, and the wound on the young master's body hasn't healed yet, so I don't have to go to the dining room for the Dragon Boat Festival this year, lest Tossing back and forth is not conducive to the recovery of injuries. By the way, the dishes in these food boxes are all made by Madam Tete for the young master."

When Qingluan heard this, his face paled a little.

If it is said that during the period when the young master was injured, it was indeed difficult for the young master to go from the "Qingwu courtyard" to the dining room, but now the wound on the young master's body has scabbed over, and getting out of bed is not a problem. It's just going from the Qingwu Courtyard to the dining room, so why bother?

The madam should be because of the young master's incident a few days ago, so that she had to drive her adoptive mother, Zhao mother, back to the country for a while, and she still bears grudges against the young master, right?

Therefore, on this day of the Dragon Boat Festival, he deliberately found such a grandiose reason to leave the young master alone in the Qingwu Courtyard.

Where is it that you really feel sorry for the young master, it is clearly a murder!

Even Qingluan could see the intention behind Du Shi, how could Tang Xiaotang not guess it?

However, even if he is unhappy, so what?

Since Du Shi ordered someone to bring the food box over, it meant that his father had agreed.

What's the point if he just throws bowls and dishes here?

Tang Xiaotang pretended to be happy. "That's fine. It's raining so hard, and I don't want to go out at all. Sister Lao Pingting will tell my mother for me, and say that mother is interested, and thank mother for me."

Pingting is Du Shi's close friend, how could she not know Du Shi's real intention?

Seeing the young master's innocent and ignorant smile, Pingting couldn't bear it, and said in a low voice, "Yes. The servant girl will leave first."

"Okay. Don't be unhappy. The two of us live together, and it's the same. This year, I don't have to listen to my father scolding me at the Dragon Boat Festival this year, and my ears don't have to suffer. How good. Anyway, I gave us food Come, come, let's see what's delicious."

Tang Xiaotang comforted Qingluan in turn.

He took Qingluan's hand and walked to the table.

Qingluan's heart aches when she sees the young master's forced smile.

Finally, unable to bear to dampen the young master's interest, Qingluan suppressed his sadness and started to open the food box.

When he opened it, Qingluan was immediately dumbfounded, but saw that all the pastries in the food box were soaked in water.

Qingluan hastily opened several other food boxes, without exception, all the dishes inside were soaked by the rain and lost their shape.

No matter how delicate the dish is, it is difficult to maintain its shape after being soaked in rainwater. It looks like pig food.

It doesn't look like it was delivered in a food box, it clearly looks like it was soaked in the rain before it was put in a food box and then ordered to be delivered.

Qingluan couldn't hold back the tears that she had been suppressing since just now, she whimpered and cried, "This... how can this make people eat? Ma'am, she is really a bully, a bully! "