The Feast

"Yeah, I heard that Grandma Lan has made a new set of palace dresses. This is the latest style that came out of the palace this year. Lan grandma's national color is incense. If you wear such a palace dress, you don't know what kind of radiance will shine. You don't go. Look?"

On the path leading to Mei Yue Lou, Siping painstakingly thought about excuses to persuade Duan Ting Xuan, while tearing his eyes in his heart: Is it easy to be a slave? Especially the slaves who are the masters. Is my monthly money of five or two silver dollars in white? Also provoked so many people, you have the ability to do a try.

"Well, go to Zhilan tonight tonight." Duan Tingxuan casually agreed, seeing a corner of the Meiyuelou flying in the distance between the flowers and trees, he could not help but touch the stomach, calming down the days of rebellion in the days Locustes.

"Yeah, I heard that at this noon, Yunda’s duck soup made by the grandmother at noon..." I couldn’t make it, and Siping gave birth to another plan. However, this time I didn’t finish it, I let Duan Tingxuan wave it and stopped: "Don’t mention it to me. Duck soup, drink it and want to vomit?"

"Oh, I heard that not only duck soup, but also wild pork, grilled fish..." Siping looked at the Mei Yue Lou far away, and knew what the master had to do, so he decided to use the big trick of poisoning.

"It's greasy." Duan Tingxuan finally walked to the front of Mei Yue Lou and looked at the courtyard that was originally ruined but now neat and clean. He smiled awkwardly at his mouth: "I just want to eat dumplings with leeks and meat residue."

Sure enough, it’s still for dumplings.

Siping grievously looked at his grandfather, thinking of the Lord, who are you? What is it is also a royal family, you said that people know that you let the dumplings of the leek meat residue stuffed into such a way, pass it out your face is still not needed?

"What is your look?"

Duan Tingxuan looked at his confidant and looked at him with disappointment.

"The slave is this a scared look." Siping remembered the experience in the courtyard a few days ago, and said with a bitter face.

"What are you afraid of? Your grandmother is nothing more than a woman, not a night fork, are you afraid of a fart?" Duan Tingxuan frowned and snorted.

"Yes, Grandma is not a Yaksha, she is a Rakshasa, more powerful than Yaksha." Siping continued to tell the truth.

Xiao Houye let his unbelievable servant tickle his teeth, hate the iron and not steel, and slammed his foot on Siping's buttocks: "Afraid of a ghost, go, first go to the detective road."

Four flats and one cockroach, so hang on the threshold, it contains hateful nine springs: the courageous master also knows that he is here to eat white food, so on the surface that the righteousness is outfitted?

Fortunately, in the yard quietly, Siping shouted twice, not seeing people, so I looked back at Duan Tingxuan: "Yeah, it seems that no one, I don't know where Grandma went."

When I heard that the warmth of the Soviet Union was not there, Duan Tingxuan’s eyes and the weasel that heard that the big goose went to the river to swim in the chicken nest seemed to be lit up. He smiled and said: “Where she went, go, go to the kitchen quickly. Look at the dumplings and there is nothing left?"

"Yeah, that dumplings are all three days ago, there is a surplus, and it is time to feed the dog. Where can I keep it?" Siping continued to speak straight, but the master had already swayed into the kitchen. One side said: "You can't say something nice? Maybe they made dumplings yesterday?"

Siping didn't dare to say it, but my grandmother was not yours, how could I eat dumplings every day? And the facts have indeed proved that his little thinking is normal.

Didn't find the remaining dumplings, Duan Ting Xuan was inevitably disappointed, but he was quickly attracted to the other ingredients in the kitchen.

"What is this? It seems to be pork sauce? Hey, the taste is very delicious. It’s definitely good to eat porridge, holding it."

"Hey? What kind of snack is this? Taste, oh, delicious, great, there are more than a dozen, holding it."

"Well? Is this the rest of last night? What? There are so many things in the rice? Well, it’s cold, the taste is a bit bad, it’s good to eat hot, hold it.”

"Hey? Is this a small cabbage shrimp skinball soup? Hey! They will enjoy a few of their masters and servants. I haven’t had this soup yet, holding it."

"Ah, rice dumplings, what? How is this rice dumpling so fresh? Hold it."

Siping looked at the food on the pot table and was scraped out by his family. There was only one sentence in his heart: Lord, are you going to have a meal? How do you see anything? This cabbage shrimp skin soup and rice dumplings pork sauce or something, we can also get in the kitchen, you have to run to Mei Yue Lou to steal? Let your grandmother go out, can't you drop the price?

"What are you doing? Hold them."

Duan Tingxuan saw that the four flats did not move, but could not help but feel unpleasant, but saw that Siping extended two hands, honestly said: "Ye, the slaves only have two hands."

"It doesn't matter, I have two here." Duan Tingxuan clap his hands and found that adding his own two claws seems to be not enough, so simply pick up the peanut butter sesame stuffed dumplings one by one and put them in the mouth. Inside, one side is confused: "When you eat this snack, your hand is almost enough."

For a moment, Siping had a point that he didn't want to recognize this master. ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He really admire the face of his grandfather. Why is it that the thief is so arrogant? There is no ugly ugly at all.

"I really didn't expect that in the past few years, I have missed such a good thing, Shannon, fresh scrambled eggs are delicious, pickled can be used as pickles, and its taste is very special, so you can eat. It’s unforgettable. Yes, the pickled fragrant soup is almost a light soy sauce. It’s delicious. The pickled scallions can also be steamed with salted pork slices in the pan. The taste... ah...”

Unfinished words were screamed and screamed, and the Soviet warmth was undecided to see the two old mice that suddenly appeared in the kitchen. For a time, they forgot to enter the combat mode immediately.

"How about that taste?"

Duan Tingxuan was completely immersed in the description of the scent of salty meat in the warmth of the Soviet Union. The next moment, he saw the four flats in front of him, watching the warmth of the Soviet Union with vigilance, and the look of the loyal guardian of the face made Xiaohouye immediately moved.

But soon, the impression was gone, because Sipingyiyi, who was in front of him, shouted: "Grandma, the snack is not what I ate, it’s all eaten by the Lord, I didn’t move anything in your kitchen. ""

"Go away."

Duan Tingxuan was so angry that he turned the four flats into a gourd, and thought that the mother of the mother had blinked at the beginning, why did he pick you up like a white-eyed wolf? Isn't that a few snacks? What do you admit? Will you let this white pot of white back? Everyone's little sister died for the master, but you sold the master with a smooth.

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