With a smirk in Feng Qingbo's ears, Duan Ting said, "Master, don't deceive people too much."
"Think about Miss Li, you are less irritated than one ten thousandths of hers, are you still wronged?"
Duan Ting twisted his heart and fell silent.
"Master, speak in another place."
Feng Qingbo ignored him, rolled up his sleeves and walked towards the stove. "Talk later. I'll help to burn the fire. It's not your first time to find a place to sit freely."
Duan Ting discovered that he had been pressed by the man's aura just now, and he hadn't noticed that the man was dressed up as a peasant.
Long hair rolled up, coarse cloth coat, soft-soled cloth shoes.
This kind of dress is not in harmony with the temperament exuding from him, it is very natural.
Holding a low stool under the eaves of the corridor, Duan Ting sat at the door of the stove, leaned back against the door frame and turned his head to look at the scene inside.
King Nanling squatted in front of the stove to burn, his long figure looked a little cramped in a small space.
Behind the stove is the old lady Liu who is cooking vegetables, and on the other side of the stove there are two women who help cut vegetables and deliver vegetables. They are the two daughters-in-law of the old lady, namely Fu Nuan and Zhi Qiu.
Feng Qingbai replaced the old man who was helping to burn the fire, so he immediately lifted the stool to the door to enjoy the coolness.
It was getting hot in July, and after staying in front of the stove for a while, his pleated face was flushed with smoke.
The old man sat down opposite Duan Ting and looked at him with a smile, "Young man, do you remember me? Grandpa Liu!"
Duan Ting curled his lips and smiled, "Naturally recognize that Grandpa Liu has not changed much from before, but he looks younger than a few years ago."
"Oh, really?" The old man was happy when he heard it, and immediately showed up in the stove, "Old lady, did you hear me? The young man said I am younger than before!"
"I heard it, I'm really not ashamed of my age, I don't know how many folds on your face?" The old woman groaned.
"I'm a gentleman, what kind of man if you don't have pleats? But there are fewer pleats on your face, and you have a wide heart and a fat body! Hahaha! Rich, beautiful!"
Chen Xiulan snickered with Du Juan covering her mouth.
The old lady's face was flushed with fire.
"Master, just stay idle, go and call them to come back for dinner and serve food!"
"Okay, I'll shout!"
As soon as the old man got up, a woman giggled and laughed from outside the yard. Duan Ting's body suddenly tightened, holding his hands unconsciously, and his heartbeat began to speed up.
The old man didn't notice, and sat down again, "Say everyone will be there, no need to shout, it's just right back, hahaha!"
"Then there are Brother Qin and Lao Jiu in the backyard, and brothers Zhixia and Zhiqiu?"
"... A guest chattered, I forgot a few guys in the backyard, I'm going now, don't worry."
The old man hurriedly went to the backyard, and at the same time, the gate of the yard was also pushed open from the outside.
The first one was Liu Yusheng, followed by three women whom Duan Ting had never seen before.
In the end, a white dress came into view, causing Duan Ting to stand up unconsciously.
The woman seemed to feel something, and she was the first to look over here, her eyes facing each other, and she was stared at the same place.
"The emperor... Mr. Duan, what a rare visitor." Liu Yusheng also saw Duan Ting, smiled and greeted him, and randomly stretched out his hand and handed over Li Ruibai, "I'm going to have dinner soon, wash my hands and eat first."
This eased Li Ruibai's sudden fluctuations in emotion, lest she turn around and flee.
Duan Tingchao Liu Yusheng cast his grateful eyes and retreated from the door of the kitchen room into the kitchen room.
Some things can’t be rushed, just as Feng Qingbai said, I can’t eat hot tofu in a hurry.
Others are already here, she can't run.