The marriage countdown of Changfeng Escort

Early the next morning, Huang Ying was still watering the flowers in the front yard.The hosta flowers in early spring have already opened buds, and Huang Ying sniffed lightly. The sweet fragrance made Huang Ying feel refreshed, and the chirping birds in the morning made Huang Ying feel even better.Huang Ying thought, today must be a good day.

Huang Ying was immersed in a beautiful imagination when there was a knock on the door.So early, who could it be?Could it be that Daxia Xin beat the pheasant and delivered it himself?Huang Ying thought of Xin Li's tumult in the escort agency yesterday, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly.

Er Shuan, who answered the door, went to open the door. Huang Ying continued to water the flowers. While watering, she thought that she would have half a day free this afternoon, and she and Yi Lan would go to the street to buy some rouge and gouache. Make some new clothes.Spring is here, but I don't want to dress up brightly.

Just as she was thinking, a few sharp chicken crows suddenly broke the beautiful picture created by Huang Ying. Huang Ying couldn't help being stunned: there are no chickens in the escort agency, so where is the chicken crowing?Is it not only the rooster crowing, but also the desperate crowing of the chicken being trampled on its neck?Huang Ying looked around to find the source of the rooster's crowing, and when she turned around, there was a person in front of her, carrying a bamboo basket with about three or four chickens in it, flapping her wings and screaming with her neck straight, but this person was Xin Li.With a smile on his face, Xin Li stretched out his left hand and took off a chicken feather on his head.

Huang Ying opened her mouth, and for some reason unexpectedly asked Ai Ai: "Hero Xin, you, you, this, this?"

Perhaps the scene in front of him was too unreal, and Huang Ying, who had seen a big scene, was a little silly: whoever has seen a killer who is famous all over the world is now like a chicken dealer.This is no less shocking than that day when the leader of the second bureau appeared on the Xiulou wearing coal-sieving clothes.

Xin Li smiled brilliantly, showing his white teeth, and said, "Guo Xu didn't go out, did he?"

Huang Ying said, "Huh?"

Huang Ying's reaction was still slow for a while, and she didn't understand what Xin Li asked.

Just as Huang Ying was standing still, a clear voice came: "Xin Li, how many chickens did you really go up the mountain to hunt?"

It's the young master!Huang Ying looked back, and the young chief came quickly with his usual smile.Huang Ying really admired the young bureau chief, he was tossed like this by Xin Li yesterday, if she saw Xin Li again, she would definitely run away, but the young bureau chief was still as enthusiastic, unconcerned, and defenseless.Huang Ying had a vague feeling that something was wrong, and Daxia Xin would definitely come up with new tricks today.

The young director stopped in front of Xin Li, looked Xin Li up and down with a smile in his eyes, and said, "Xin Li, why do you look like a chicken vendor in the market today?"

Xin Li laughed and said, "For the sake of picking jade, I would rather destroy my image and become a chicken seller. Besides, this is not a chicken from the market. I stayed outside the city last night and went to the west mountain before dawn to catch I picked up these pheasants, and then hurriedly drove them for thirty miles, entered the city, and sent them here quickly. Look, how fresh and strong they are!"

As he spoke, he threw the bamboo basket in front of him and shook it three times towards the young bureau chief.As soon as the chicken was frightened, it fluttered even more vigorously in the basket, and its feathers flew around in an instant. Huang Ying could hardly see the young master's figure clearly.When the chicken feathers all over the sky fell to the ground, I saw a lot of chicken feathers on the body, head and face of the young director.Huang Ying was stunned, this, this, this, no matter how well-mannered the young bureau chief is, he should be angry!However, the young bureau chief looked calm and took off the chicken feathers on his body and face one by one.

But Huang Ying was still very sad.Back then, when she and Yi Lan first came to the Escort, they could be said to be infatuated with the young chief.At that time, there was a small forest in the backyard of the Escort Bureau, and the young bureau chief often went to practice swords in the early morning.In order to see the majestic posture of the head of the young bureau when practicing swords, Huang Ying and Yi Lan often hide behind the boulders on the edge of the forest to peek at dawn.The posture of the chief of the young bureau when he practiced the sword was so graceful, and what was even more beautiful was that after practicing the sword, the startled bird shadows all over the sky made the chief of the young bureau look like a god in the morning light.But now, there are no bird shadows, but chicken feathers all over the sky.

Xin Li's high mood was not affected at all, and he said, "Guo Xu, where is the kitchen? I'm going to kill the chicken now."

Guo Xu smiled and said, "You are really impatient. Have you had breakfast yet?"

Xin Li shook his head: "Where can I care?"

Guo Xu took the bamboo basket in Xin Li's hand and said, "Leave the chicken to the kitchen to kill and pluck. Let's have breakfast first."

Xin Li said: "No, no, I must make this chicken myself, and I absolutely don't want others to intervene."

Guo Xu smiled and said: "Okay. Let's put it in the kitchen first. After we finish our breakfast, Master Xin will personally use the quick sword to kill these chickens with the frightened hands of the Jianghu people."

Said, hand in hand to go.

At this time, Huang Ying finally came to her senses: what is going to happen between the young bureau chief and the hero Xin?They are also frightened all day long!

After breakfast, Huang Ying packed up the dishes and took them to the kitchen.Xin Li and Guo Xu also came back to the kitchen.There was only a strange cry from Xin Li: "Where's the chicken? Where's my chicken?"

Huang Ying was startled, and hurried out to see that there was no chicken in the bamboo basket standing on the wall outside the kitchen door, only a basket of chicken feathers.

Guo Xu frowned and said, "Maybe the chicken escaped because the basket wasn't fastened tightly. I'll look for it right away."

Xin Li wailed, "This is a pheasant, it can fly."

Huang Ying looked around, and she saw that there seemed to be a chicken crouching on the big tree outside the kitchen.

Guo Xu said: "If we can fly, it won't trouble us."

Xin Lidao: "I went up to the West Mountain early in the morning, crossed the mountains and ridges, and walked for more than ten miles on the mountain road, only to catch three chickens, without drinking a sip of water, and drove thirty miles in one breath before arriving at the escort agency. Now, I have to jump up this three-foot-high tree, and my legs are weak, so I can't go up."

This passage was clearly said with full confidence, no matter how weak the legs are, but the tone of this tone can indeed make people cry. Huang Ying once again affirmed that this hero Xin can go to the opera with his face painted on.

The young bureau chief was also deeply moved, and hurriedly said: "You rest, let me deal with these chickens."

He also ordered the cook, Lao Zhang, to move out a stool, let Xin Li sit and rest, and lifted the hem of his robe. Before Huang Ying could see what was going on, the young bureau chief jumped up to the ancient locust tree in front of the door like a light smoke.Although the chicken is a pheasant, it is much smarter than the domestic ones, but the young bureau master's light hand made the chicken unsuspecting, and the young bureau chief pinched the neck.The young director stepped on the branch lightly, and it still fell in front of the kitchen like a puff of smoke.Originally, the skill of the young bureau chief is really handsome enough, and his eyesight is also accurate enough, but it's a pity that he is holding a chicken in his hand, and at the moment he is pinched by the neck, and he is not clucking vigorously. Flapping his wings, his two paws were still kicking around, which really ruined the young bureau chief's usual romantic and unrestrained image, and the young bureau chief couldn't help frowning, as if he didn't know what to do with the chicken in his hand.Of course, the young boss mentioned some birds, but they were all larks and blue-blooded pigeons, with bright coats and beautiful voices. The young boss always poked his mouth to tease these birds. The birds seemed to be able to He understands the meaning of the young master, and often responds with the most beautiful cry.But, this chicken, how should the young bureau master communicate.Fortunately, at this time, Lao Zhang took the chicken from the young bureau chief, and said: "Young bureau chief, go and wash it, the smell of chicken feces must have suffocated you."

Originally, the young bureau chief might not have been particularly concerned about the smell of the chicken, but after being reminded by Lao Zhang, the young bureau chief couldn't help wrinkling his nose, looked at his hands, and turned to Xin Li and said, "Xin Li , you sit in the study first, and I'll wash and change clothes."

Xin Liteng stood up with a sound, and the young bureau chief couldn't help but take a step back.

I saw Xin Li chattering again and again: "I went up to the West Mountain early in the morning, walked over mountains and mountains, and walked for more than ten miles on the mountain road, only to catch three chickens, without drinking a sip of water, and drive thirty Li Lu just came to the Escort Bureau. Your young master has just caught a chicken and needs to wash and change his clothes. What about the remaining two chickens, my poor chicken!"

This Xin Li's voice is full of emotion, people who don't know think he is missing his lover, Huang Ying's scalp tingles when he heard it, and saw that the young bureau chief immediately gave up the idea of ​​washing and changing clothes, and said with an apologetic expression: "Don't Don't worry, I'll go find your two chickens right away, and I won't make one run away."

Said, quickly went around to find the chicken.Finally, the remaining two were also caught.Catching the chickens seemed to be a laborious task. Not only was the young bureau chief's clothes disheveled, but beads of sweat were dripping from his nose, and his cheeks and forehead were dirty.As soon as the chicken was in the basket, the eldest lady came, and seeing the appearance of the young bureau chief, she couldn't help but asked with concern: "Guo Xu, what's wrong with you?" Then she picked up the corner of the young bureau chief's clothes, smelled it, and said: " What is this smell?"

Xin Li dodged and bumped Guo Xu aside with his shoulder, stood in front of the eldest lady, and said, "Guo Xu went to catch chickens just now, the smell is so bad, be careful not to smoke you."

Huang Ying thought: Don't you have the same taste?

The eldest lady was surprised and said, "Catch a chicken?"

Everyone in the Escort Bureau knows that the young bureau chief loves to be clean, he has to take a bath every day, change his clothes, he can't tolerate any stains, he even catches chickens!

Xin Li smiled and said, "Here, those are the ones," he said, pointing to the chickens in the basket, "Originally, just call a few hands to help catch them, who knows, he will rush up by himself, Make it look like this. Maybe our Young Master Guo is bored with carrying cages and birds, and we have started to have a new interest! Caiyu, you haven’t seen the scene where I couldn’t stop it just now.”

The young bureau chief was startled and said, "Did you stop it?"

Xin Li stared back at the young bureau chief with wide eyes: "So you are willing to help Caiyu catch these chickens?"

Huang Ying thought in her heart: "This is not the same thing, okay? The young bureau chief is too wronged."

The young bureau chief admitted that he didn't deny it, so he just laughed and said, "Of course not."

Xin Li turned back to the eldest lady and said, "Let me just say, Guo Xu has never been such a duplicity person. Caiyu, you go back first, we have to discuss killing chickens, and the scene of killing chickens is not very good, don't stay here gone."

The eldest lady nodded and went.

Xin Li said: "Guo Xu, have you ever killed a chicken?"

The young bureau chief shook his head: "I only ate it, but never killed it."

Xin Li said: "Guo Xu, I have a strange disease recently, I can't see blood, and I will faint when I see blood."

Lao Zhang rubbed his hands and came up with a smile, "Young Bureau Chief, Hero Xin, leave the small matter of killing chickens to me, the cook."

Xin Li looked at Lao Zhang and then at Guo Xu, and let out a long sigh. The tone was lingering and resentful, which made Huang Ying feel sympathetic, and the young bureau chief hurriedly asked, "Xin Li, why are you sighing?"

Xin Li sighed again, Huang Ying thought, don't sigh, hero Xin, just ask if you have anything, otherwise everyone will cry.Xin Li sighed, and said slowly: "Guo Xu, I really want to cook a bowl of chicken soup for Caiyu myself, from catching chickens to killing chickens to stewing soup, I don't want anyone to intervene, but now I have a new wound that hasn't healed yet. , the old injury recurred, and I fainted when I saw blood, and I couldn't kill a chicken. Guo Xu, what do you think should be done?"

Guo Xu was stunned for a moment, and said: "I understand what Brother Xin means, how about I personally kill you?"

Xin Li looked at Guo Xu pitifully and said, "Are you killing chickens? Although it's not as good as my intention to kill it myself, it's the only way to go. Alas! It's so unfair to me that God treats Xin Li so unfairly."

Huang Ying thought to herself, being looked at pitifully by such a pair of copper bell-like eyes, and crying in such a sad tone, he should agree to whoever he is.Sure enough, the young bureau chief couldn't stand such a look, so he readily agreed.

The young bureau chief killed the chicken, scalded the hair, and chopped the chicken into pieces, then turned to Xin Li and said, "Now we can make the soup, brother Xin, do you want to come in person?"

At this time, the young director has completely transformed into a cook, wearing a greasy apron with chicken blood on it, his hands are covered with chicken fat, and there are two more unexplained stains on his face. It's ruined!Woohoo, Huang Ying is so sad.

But of course Xin Li would not experience Huang Ying's psychological changes. He sat in front of the kitchen with his legs crossed basking in the warm spring sun, and said, "My young master, I have wandered around the world for many years, and I have never eaten chicken. Find mud to live in, bury it under the fire and eat it, how can there be a chance to make soup. Where did I get the pot? I don’t know how to make soup at all.”

Huang Ying was angry: Since you don't know how to make soup, why do you do so many things, didn't you deliberately play the role of the lesser boss?The young bureau chief should be angry too.

Unexpectedly, the corner of the young director's mouth was still slightly raised: "In that case, you sit down and I will cook the soup."

With this smile, the chicken-killing cook turned back into a chic and unrestrained young bureau chief. Sure enough, nothing could hide his natural temperament.Seeing the young bureau chief stew the soup, Huang Ying couldn't help thinking about it: I want to become a scallion, swimming in the chicken soup, as long as my beloved can see my cheerful dance; I want to become ginger, Rolling up and down in the soup pot, as long as my beloved can drink the freshest chicken soup; I will become shiitake mushrooms, as long as I...

Huang Ying thought about it, and suddenly her heart moved: Isn't this turning into the young bureau chief personally cooking chicken soup for the young lady?Huang Ying looked at Xin Li stretching out his long legs outside the kitchen, basking in the sun, he really looked like a lazy leopard, this kind of laziness revealed alertness, could it be that Xin Li was trying to match the young lady and the young bureau chief... …

This idea was rejected again at lunch.

The most eye-catching lunch is naturally the chicken soup, which has gone through many twists and turns.At the dinner table, Xin Li started his chattering statement again: "I went up to the West Mountain early in the morning, crossed mountains and ridges, and walked more than ten miles on the mountain road, only to catch three chickens. I didn't drink a sip of water. It took thirty miles to arrive at the bodyguard bureau. Caiyu, hurry up and try it, it’s so fresh.”

Xin Li never mentioned the hard work of the young bureau chief catching chickens, killing chickens and stewing chickens.The young bureau chief who had just changed into new clothes and took a simple bath didn't take it seriously, just looked at the eldest lady with a smile.The eldest lady had just taken a sip of the chicken soup, when she raised her eyes, she met the young bureau chief, and couldn't help asking, "Guo Xu, what are you staring at me for?"

Xin Li also shouted: "Hey, Guo Xu, you can't look at Caiyu like this in the future, she is my fiancee now."

The young bureau chief didn't talk to Xin Li, but said to the eldest lady in a gentle tone: "Caiyu, it turns out that a bowl of chicken soup is so difficult. Today, I finally understand."

Xin Li interrupted: "What is not easy, Guo Xu, speak clearly."

Guo Xu looked back at Xin Li and said, "Xin Li, is such a delicious chicken soup enough to make you forget to talk?"

Huang Ying, who was preparing vegetables beside her, saw a faint blush on the young lady's cheeks, lowered her head, and slowly sipped the chicken soup.

Xin Li still lingered until night, the moon was in the sky, and was sent out by the young bureau chief.The young chief said: "Xin Li, come back tomorrow!"

Huang Ying's heart trembled: "Young bureau chief, your heart must have practiced the thirteen Taibao horizontal exercises, King Kong is not broken, iron cloth shirts, etc., and you even took the initiative to invite this troublemaker. He doesn't know what will happen tomorrow?" What about moths?

Xin Li turned his head and winked: "Of course, until Caiyu gets married, I will come every day. Otherwise, how can I comfort my pain of lovesickness?"

The plate in Huang Ying's hand almost fell to the ground again: the five big and three thick dropped book bags are really the scariest thing in the world.

The young chief also stood stiffly under the eaves again, watching Xin Li leave triumphantly.

Huang Ying thought: Will Xin Li come tomorrow?Will you come again?