The little husband of the sick prince's family

It was quiet outside, but the temperature in the room rose sharply.

As the air became thinner, Zou Yun moaned and chirped impatiently, poking the man's chest muscles with his slender fingers, and the corners of his eyes glowed pink due to lack of oxygen, which made his jade-like skin more delicate.

Reminded by the little husband, Qi Lin reluctantly let go of those soft red lips, but did not leave immediately, but lowered his head and leaned against the tip of Zou Yun's nose, rubbed it affectionately, and returned his hand Putting it on the young husband's tender and slender neck, he rubbed his thumb lightly, and after a while, stroked his face again to remove the teardrops that were about to fall.

Zou Yun opened his glistening eyes, opened his mouth in a daze, and breathed in the fresh air in small mouthfuls. It was too exciting, and QAQ, a little virgin of ten thousand years, couldn't bear it at all.

Qi Lin was pleased by the little husband's reaction, he couldn't put it down and pinched the little husband's red earlobe, with a doting smile in his peach eyes, watching the little husband who was breathless after being kissed, He couldn't help but think of the round little chubby cat raised in the palace, who always liked to cling to him, even in the hot summer, even if it was so hot that it stuck out its little red tongue and kept panting, it still couldn't bear to leave.

QAQ!How did Lin Ge become so greasy?Clinging to each other, hugging and kissing at every turn, Zou Yun, who couldn't stand it, suddenly missed the lofty gentleman who was like a fairy and could not be blasphemed by mortals.

The candlelight was cut off suddenly, and the people hugging tightly on the bed had a good night's dream.

……

The morning light shines lazily on the shoulders of passers-by in the town through the clouds. Many small stalls have been set up on both sides of the street, and the shouts of the vendors keep coming and going. The town is still very lively today.

"It's been a few days? I haven't seen anyone yet. Is that dead woman lying to us?" The sharp female voice was fired like a laser gun, which was particularly harsh in this dark and hidden alley, attracting people's attention. People passing by frequently looked into the alley curiously.

After staring away the onlookers, the man with an unfriendly expression rubbed his ears, raised his brows, and raised his dark and thick arms because he had been working in the fields all year round, and waved them in mid-air like a demonstration. : "What are you shouting about? Do you want to attract everyone? Focus on the empty seat. I've inquired about it. That kid just paid the rent a few days ago, so it's impossible not to come."

Because she was dissatisfied with the man's attitude, the woman's cheekbones protruded high, but because of the man's brutality, she shrank her shoulders reflexively, and her usual sharp lips only shook up and down a few times at this moment, and finally fell silent, turned around and turned back. Go to the corner and continue to follow.

These two people were Uncle Zou and Aunt Zou who stayed in the town for several days after listening to Tu Xinghua's words.

Uncle Zou's thick eyebrows, which were as black as ink sticks, were tightly frowned, and his squinted eyes were extremely sinister: If Tu Xinghua really dares to lie to him, she must show some color to her when she goes back.

It's no wonder that Aunt Zou was in a hurry. In order to squat to guard Zou Yun, the two of them did not do field work for several days.

"Boss QAQ, you're finally here, I've been waiting so hard~" Zou Yun was caught by the sharp-eyed Zhao Songbai as soon as he appeared on the street.

It seems that not only Uncle Zou and Aunt Zou are waiting for Zou Yun in this town, but also Mr. Zhao, who was kicked out of the house by his sister and threatened, "If you can't buy hot and sour noodles, you are not allowed to go back".

That day……

Mr. Zhao searched the streets with Mo Zhu for a long time, and finally bought a big basket of sour plums from an old man. They even went to the pharmacy to consult the old doctor. After learning that people who are shy can eat some plums, they are relieved go back.

Unexpectedly, the young lady of the Zhao family, who had lost her appetite, was not interested in the basket of blue plums. In order to take care of her younger brother's mood, she took a few mouthfuls and then put it down.

A gust of wind blew by, and the pungent aroma of the hot and sour noodles in Mo Zhu's hand spread throughout the room. The servants and maids standing aside all stared at the bowl of vermicelli in Mo Zhu's hand.

"Gulu...gulu... Guru..." the Zhao Mansion, which is strict in rules and regulations, actually made an indecent belly sound. The servants and maids were frightened, and immediately lowered their heads, I look at you, you look at me, looking at each other, questioning each other.

Miss Zhao, who had lost her appetite, clutched her stomach in embarrassment, but Li Ma, who was standing behind her, was extremely pleasantly surprised.

Did she hear correctly?Is this noise coming from the lady?Miss, are you hungry? !

Over the past few days, seeing the young lady's body getting thinner and thinner, she managed to get the kitchen staff to make all kinds of snacks, but the young lady's plump cheeks were still sunken, even though she was anxious, there was nothing she could do.

She smiled and said: "Young master, what good thing did you buy, so fragrant? Quickly bring the black bamboo for me to see."

Hearing this, Mo Zhu stepped forward in small steps, and presented the hot and sour powder with both hands respectfully to Mama Li for a look.

Mama Li curled her lips, looked at the layer of red oil floating, with a little regret on her brows: Young lady has not been able to get greasy lately, she waved her hand, motioned for Mo Zhu to take it down, turned her head to the maid and said: "Go quickly!" The cook brings the warm old hen soup, remember to scoop out the oil."

"Wait a minute..." Zhao Yulan suddenly lost her appetite when she thought of the stench of old hen soup, and the familiar feeling of vomiting came up in her throat again: "You don't need to serve it, I really can't eat it."

"Miss, you haven't eaten for almost a day. You can't be willful. Even if it's not for yourself, you have to think about the child in your stomach." Li Ma said anxiously. Just now, the lady was obviously hungry, why did she say no in a blink of an eye? Do not eat it.

Is it really because of the bowl of hot and sour noodles?

Mama Li sighed, after all, she felt sorry for the young lady who took the first place in her heart, no matter how dirty the things bought outside were, coaxing the young lady to taste a few mouthfuls was better than not eating or drinking at all.

She took the hot and sour noodles from Mo Zhu's hand, scooped the red oil on top into a crystal clear cup, handed the bowl to Zhao Yulan's hand and said sourly: "Miss, didn't you just want to eat this vermicelli? Eat it quickly... ..."

After a while, the lettuce in the hot and sour noodles had already wilted, and the initial aroma disappeared because the soup became warm. Remove the peanuts and capers on top, put a small piece of vermicelli in it, and take a sip.

Li Ma waited aside with a spittoon in her hand, carefully studying Zhao Yulan's facial expression.

The hot and sour text stimulated Zhao Yulan's taste buds very well. She stretched her brows and eyes, and finished a bowl of vermicelli with a lot of weight in a quick but elegant manner.

Miss actually finished a big bowl of hot and sour noodles! ! !

The people in the Zhao residence were naturally very happy. The servant girls wandered around in various courtyards to announce the good news, attracting the old lady, the first lady, the second lady... to gather together, and sent the servant to buy a few more bowls. They wanted to taste it for themselves. It's a pity that Zou Yun had already closed the stall and returned to the village at that time.

One day, two days... After waiting for a few days in a row, the whole family couldn't stand it any longer, so they kicked Zhao Songbai out, and Ms. Zhao uttered harsh words, and this happened.

Ning Ge'er looked blankly at Zhao Songbai who had a handsome face in mourning and asked: "Brother Yun, what is this?"

Poor big dog Gou, who was teary-eyed, only now noticed that there was a dark-skinned little brother standing beside the little boss.

The corner of Zou Yun's mouth twitched, to tell the truth, he didn't know.

The little boss who is as confident as Zhao Songbai has no idea that he is thinking about him has completely forgotten about him, and opened his fan with a "wow", with the word "Songbai" written on it impressively.

The handwriting is astonishing, and the pen is full of pen and ink. It is a pity that I met two "illiterate" who didn't know how to appreciate it, and passed by him indifferently pushing a small cart.

Zhao Songbai: ...

The hot water boiled, and the white mist slowly rose.

"Little boss, here are four bowls of hot and sour noodles, take them away." Zhao Songbai directly stuffed a tael of silver into them.

Brother Ning didn't even blink his eyes, as if he was throwing down a rock that can be seen everywhere, he stuttered and said: "Zhao... Mr. Zhao, I gave... too much money."

Zhao Songbai, who is stupid and has a lot of money, waved his hand, saying that this small amount of money is nothing.

Picking up the hot and sour noodles packed in a thick bamboo tube, Zhao Songbai left without leaving a cloud, and the person behind him saw this novel packaging method and asked, "Boss, how much money do you take away with the noodles in the bamboo tube? "

"8 words."

"So expensive?" The young man, who was about to take it home to show off, was two pennies more expensive than eating directly at the stall. He took a break and said, "Boss, bring me a bowl and eat it here."

Although the man didn't complain anymore, Zou Yun still deliberately explained to the people in the queue behind: "This bamboo tube was cut from the mountainside, and it had to be ground and covered. It's really not expensive. Buy it back and wash it after eating. You can bring it with you next time, so you don’t have to buy it again.”

In ancient times, there were no packing boxes, disposable plastic bags, pastries and steamed buns could be wrapped in oiled paper or zong leaves, but there was nothing to do when it came to soup. Occasionally, Zou Yun saw villagers using bamboo tubes to drink water when they went to work in the fields. , let Carpenter Fang make a dozen covered bamboo tubes.

"Little boss, do you want to bring bamboo tubes from your home?"

Zou Yun looked at the source of the sound, and saw that the little brother was holding a bamboo tube filled with water in his hand, with anticipation in his eyes.

"Yes, but your bamboo tube is a bit small, it can't hold the amount of 6 Wen."

"It's okay." Wang Xiaotian said excitedly, if he ate something new in the town, he would find a way to bring it back to his father with handicapped legs.

Ever since he ate the hot and sour noodles in the town, he couldn't forget it. He regretted that he couldn't bring it back to his father to taste. When his father learned about his thoughts, he touched his head gently as always and said that it was okay. He would go with him if he had the chance. Eat in town.

At this moment, Wang Xiaotian wished he could pat his elm head. In vain, he was dangling around with a bamboo tube every day, which was not as smart as the little boss.

Wang Xiaotian poured out the water in the bamboo tube, counted out six copper coins and was about to throw them in, when Zou Yun stopped him: "Guest officer, you can throw in four coins."

"Thank you little boss." Wang Xiaotian sniffled.The moment he yelled, he regretted it. No family in the village had a few bamboo tubes. If he yelled like this, the little boss would lose a lot of money.

The little boss is really a great person, woo woo woo...