overbearing

Zhou Jirong talked about his trip in a few words, and the arson matter was even more light-hearted, as if he was talking about the sesame seed cake he ate for breakfast, and he suddenly changed the subject without waiting for any reaction from the few people. He said: "Have the adults had dinner yet? I just came back, and I don't have any preparations in the kitchen, so I won't keep a few adults for dinner!"

Immediately put on a posture to see off the guests.Seeing that Fang Zhen was still stunned aside, he pushed him immediately, and said without sincerity, "Hurry up and send some adults off."

Although he was polite in his mouth, his face showed that he was too lazy to talk much today.Although the few people have been worrying about him for the past two months, they really didn't come to the door to inquire about the teacher's crimes. Seeing that he is barely safe now, they are a little relieved.He didn't even drink a cup of tea, so he left.

Fang Zhen sent the person out, and turned back in a daze.As he walked, he thought inexplicably in horror, this time when the young master went out, he stopped talking about Lao Tzu!He can actually speak human words!Although he was still rude when talking to a few adults, compared to the past when he sprayed blood on people's heads at every turn, and choked people half to death with a few words, now he suddenly changed his style, as if the whole person started to dress like a beast stand up.

Bai Tingyu probably went to the kitchen to order dinner, and Jirong was the only one in the living room who was lazily leaning on the chair. Seeing that Fang Zhen was so stupid that he could bump into a pillar while walking, he asked casually, "Why are you so dazed?"

Fang Zhen honestly expressed what was in his heart, and finally sighed: "Little Hou Ye has changed a little since we haven't seen each other for two months, it seems that he is more stable and mature than before."

He doesn't know any rhetoric, and he can't accurately describe Zhou Jirong's vague changes, but what he said is sincere.

After hearing this, Zhou Jirong didn't say he was elated, at least he was elated.He didn't bother to hold back in front of Fang Zhen.Immediately said happily: "Yes, I think so too! I am a man with a family now! Of course, you have to be more prudent, and you are not the same as a brat like you who has no hair yet!"

Fang Zhen was surprised just now that his little master had changed his mind and stopped talking about Lao Tzu. He was secretly glad that his little master had finally changed his ways and would become more and more like a dog from now on. It doesn't take three sentences Seeing him showing his true colors, he was dumbfounded and didn't know what to say.After a while, he changed the subject and asked, "Where is Xiaobai? Where has Xiaobai gone?"

Zhou Jirong snorted: "Xiaobai went to the kitchen to see if the meal is ready. If he doesn't go, can he still count on you? When you think about it, I'm already starving to death! You can't learn more from my Xiaobai What? Is there any follower like you, I have never seen you so blind! This is going to change to another master, and it will not be too late to whip you more than ten or twenty times a day! "Although he complained about this and that, his tone didn't sound like he was angry, but rather inexplicably proud.

Although Fang Zhen thought it was a bit strange, he couldn't quite hear it, but he was really ashamed to be commented by him like this, so he hurriedly took advantage of the time when he stopped talking, took Zhuo Shang's teacup and handed it over, and said like a dog: "Xiao Hou Lord, are you thirsty? Drink tea."

It's just that Zhou Jirong hasn't seen Fang Zhen for a long time, and he can't help but fall into the habit of nagging, not because he really wants to teach Fang Zhen anything.Immediately, he accepted his flattery, took the tea and stopped talking, just took a sip but put it down, disgusted and said: "It's cold."

Just now Fang Zhen thought that he was milder than before, but now he felt that it was probably his own illusion. At least Zhou Jirong used to blow up his hair at every turn, but he didn't have so many delicate problems, let alone drinking overnight tea or something. A group of people took turns drinking water from a water bag and a big pancake, and I didn't see him picky about anything.

Zhou Jirong himself really didn't care too much about cold tea or hot tea, but thinking that Bai Tingyu's stomach was not well, Cang slowly began to pay attention.

It's just that he didn't want to talk to Fang Zhen about these small thoughts, so he refilled two cups of hot water by himself, and then sent Fang Zhen to say: "Okay, okay."What are you supposed to do!I don't need you here, just stop leading people in front of me indiscriminately!

While talking here, Bai Tingyu came back with a tray with a bowl turned upside down, but he didn't know what it was.Facing Zhou Jirong, he said: "Master Xiaohou understands something first, the food will have to wait for a while, and I will also ask them to prepare hot water, Xiao Wuquan will eat first, or take a bath first?"

Seeing him coming in, Zhou Jirong ignored Fang Zhen, and when he asked whether to eat or take a bath first, his face immediately changed into a gentle and gentle look, and he replied with a smile: "I've been hungry for a long time, of course Eat first. I'll take a shower at night, after the shower, it's just...why there's only one bowl?"

He took the bowl off the tray by himself, took off the bowl on top, and saw that there was a bowl of noodles inside, so he wanted to share half of the bowl with Xiaobai. Remembering that Fang Zhen was still here, he turned his head and said: "Didn't I say that I will call you if I have something to do. Why are you still here? Is there really nothing to do?"

Fang Zhen was once again surprised to find that since Xiao Bai entered the hall, his master stopped talking about Lao Tzu again. When Zhou Jirong turned his head and asked him why he didn't leave with a late mother's face, Fang Zhen surprisingly understood him. This is intended to share the food between two people, but does not mean that there is no portion for oneself.In my heart, I don't care about it, but I still couldn't help but feel bitter, and immediately said "the subordinates will do things now", turned around and walked away angrily.

How could Bai Tingyu fail to see what Zhou Jirong meant, but it was inconvenient to speak out in front of Fang Zhen, and it was not easy to persuade him.When Fang Zhen left, seeing Zhou Jirong wholeheartedly wanting to divide the bowl of noodles into two bowls, he hurriedly stopped him: "No need to divide, this is birthday noodles, besides, I'm not hungry..."

Zhou Jirong felt that there were too few noodles, and it was quite a headache, even if the two of them couldn't tell each other apart, after hearing what he said, he swiped the begging pity into the bowl, and it really continued, and the whole bowl was just a long one. root.

Zhou Jirong asked, "Whose birthday is today?" After a while, he realized that he paused his hands and looked at Bai Tingyu: "Didn't my birthday pass last month?"

Last month, he was eating and drinking on the grassland, riding a horse around, eating mostly dry food, and it would be nice to have a mouthful of hot soup, so what conditions can I get him longevity noodles or something.Besides, even he himself didn't think of it.

Bai Tingyu was always looking forward to all kinds of good things for him, but she always remembered this matter.As soon as I came back to the kitchen, this is what I remembered. Fortunately, there was ready-made dough in the kitchen, so it didn't take much time to make a bowl of birthday noodles.

Seeing him asking like this, Bai Tingjue didn't say much, just smiled and said: "Even if the time has passed, it's still worth making up for it now."

"If it's really a long life, then half of it will be shared with you." Zhou Jirong didn't really believe in this. In retrospect, there was no such kind of housekeeper in his house, and his elder brother remembered sending congratulatory gifts every year, but he ran out all year round, sometimes It happened to be out of town, so naturally there was no such thing as eating noodles, but as long as Bai Tingyu was around, he would remember his birthday anyway, and if he couldn't make birthday noodles, he would have boiled eggs or something.

He insisted on sharing, but Bai Tingyu refused to let him, he just smiled and excused himself that he was not hungry, but it was rare and forceful to force him to finish the noodles alone.

Zhou Jirong had a thick skin like a city wall, and when he looked at him with pious and gentle eyes without blinking, he also gave birth to well-deserved happiness, as if he had inexplicably acquired the most precious treasure in the world. The troubles and troubles that will come can be hidden in the back of the mind, and there are traces of sweetness entangled in the heart, and I feel a little uneasy after rippling.For a while, he almost didn't even know how to eat noodles. The noodle was in his mouth, but he didn't dare to bite it down. He almost choked. I can't remember the taste.

The feeling of ecstasy during the meal also lingered all the time, until the Fuzhong family brought the hot water, Zhou Jirong remembered another important thing, and then he regained his composure.