Will she still meet the one she is destined for
Han Qixia couldn't help but have this idea in her heart, but she immediately rejected it. Like her now, like a wisp of duckweed, who would want a girl like her... From the moment she left Qi Palace and the capital, she There should be no extravagance!
It is enough to be able to live, to not let oneself become a bargaining chip in the hands of the mother, and to live freely!
Just in an instant, many thoughts flashed through Han Qixia's mind, she smiled nonchalantly on the surface, moved her nose, and said, "It smells so good! Yue'er, did you make a pilgrimage offering? Then I'm really lucky." !"
While she was talking, Fu Yunhe also came over and said with a smile: "Grandfather, big brother, I bought flat food today, and the pork head meat made by the proprietress, it is absolutely spicy and delicious! Actually, the pork head meat is the most suitable for wine..." He lifted the food box in his hand and sighed regretfully.
In Yanding City, even meat such as pork head meat is in limited supply, Fu Yunhe finally begged the proprietress to leave some for him.
Lin Jingchen exchanged a look with Fu Yunhe with concern, and said, "Brother He, don't worry, when the war is over, grandfather will take you to Maofeng Town to drink bamboo wine."
Nangong Yue was a little surprised to see that the two were so close to each other as if they were relatives to their grandparents. My grandfather and his cousin Lin Ziran were not so familiar with each other, but he did not want to be so attached to Fu Yunhe. But it's also true, my cousin's temper is too restrained, he is strict, he respects and admires his grandfather, but he dare not joke like his generation.
Nangong Yue gave Xiao Yi a questioning look, when did grandfather and Xiao Hezi become so familiar
Xiao Yi shrugged, the old glutton and the young glutton saw each other, and no one could stop it!
While chatting and laughing, five people sat down.
"Book of Rites" said: For seven years, men and women have different seats and do not eat together. According to etiquette, men and women should sit at separate tables, but they are not outsiders, nor are they pedantic people who stick to etiquette, so they just sat down around the pot and had dinner together.
Baihui is busy serving dishes for everyone.
Put the thin chicken slices into the boiling pot for a while, turn them over twice, and the pot is ready to serve. It is fat but not greasy, thin but not firewood. It is just tender and delicious, and the sweet gravy is locked in it.
Fu Yunhe couldn't wait to taste the taste, and praised repeatedly: "The slices of this meat are well sliced, and the heat is just right."
Lin Jingchen also tasted a piece of well-cooked meat, and echoed: "That's right, without A Yi's extreme sword skills, today's Paoxia offering will definitely be eclipsed by a lot."
Xiao Yi clasped his fists, but pretended to be humble and said: "Grandfather has praised you." As he spoke, he raised his eyebrows proudly at Nangong Yue, and decided in his heart that when he returned to Luoyue City, they could eat mutton and pork , Venison and so on are eaten in the way of dialing Xiagong.
Seeing Xiao Yi, Nangong Yue had a bad premonition in her heart. She always felt that he seemed to have made some strange decision without her knowing...
"Grandfather," Fu Yunhe enthusiastically poured a cup of tea for Lin Jingchen, "Don't you think there is one thing missing from this Paoxia offering?"
Lin Jingchen was stunned, and immediately thought of something, stroked his palms and said, "What I said is that the unique dipping sauce I prepared is missing. You wait here..."
Lin Jingchen said that it was the wind or the rain that left, and after a while, he brought back two jars, which exuded a strong aroma of sauce, mixed with a spicy smell...
The two jars were filled with a kind of dipping sauce. After Lily put the dipping sauce into small plates, she distributed the dipping sauce to everyone. One was red oil chili sauce, which was put in front of Lin Jingchen, Xiao Yi and Fu Yunhe; One, exuding the aroma of sesame seeds and rice wine, was sent to Nangong Yue.
Baihui looked at Han Qixia hesitantly, and said uncertainly: "Miss Han, do you remember that you also eat spicy food?" Then, she picked up another small plate of red oil chili sauce.
Han Qixia glanced at it, and was about to speak, but Fu Yunhe rushed ahead of her and said: "Cousin Xia can't eat peanuts."
For a moment, everyone's eyes were on Fu Yunhe. Fu Yunhe gave a dry cough and explained: "When I was young, Cousin Xia had a lot of rashes on her body after eating peanuts..."
Lin Jingchen obviously didn't know, and looked at Han Qixia again: "Sister Xia, why didn't you tell me?" Lin Jingchen thought to himself that he was too careless, because Han Qixia usually ate and ate, so he ignored these details .
Han Qixia was a little embarrassed, and said embarrassingly: "Grandfather, it's not that I'm sick, but I can't eat peanuts. Even if I accidentally eat them, it's just a few rashes." However, it was the first time she had rashes when she was a child. When I was there, I was really frightened. I thought I was going to die, so I cried and cried, which scared Liu Niang, Cousin He and Cousin Yi. Thinking of that time, Han Qixia's cheeks were stained with a faint blush.
Lin Jingchen stroked his long beard, and said: "I have also met some patients, some cannot eat eggs, some cannot eat soybeans, walnuts, fish, shrimp, sesame, etc. Some people may even have their lives in danger because of this. In comparison, sister Xia's kind is considered light... Sister Xia, what else can you not eat?"
Han Qixia shook her head, curiously asked Lin Jingchen about the symptoms of those people...
Seeing that the two people began to discuss medical skills habitually, Nangong Yue, Xiao Yi and Fu Yunhe exchanged a helpless look, Nangong Yue interrupted with a smile: "Grandfather, sister Xia, what's the matter, we can talk about it after eating." Not too late."
She gave Baihui a wink, indicating that she should serve Lin Jingchen and Han Qixia quickly.
This dinner was very lively, everyone chatted while eating, and wiped out all the food on the plate, leaving only empty bowls and plates on the table, and all the pheasant slices went in in their stomachs.
After patting his bulging abdomen, Fu Yunhe was still a little unsatisfied.
Afterwards, Baihui served them hot tea, and everyone drank some tea to rinse their mouths and digest food.
"Grandfather, Yue'er," Han Qixia smiled and got up and said, "I didn't do anything today except eat, so I will clean up the table."
"Cousin Xia, if you say that, I'd be ashamed to come here every day for free." Fu Yunhe said jokingly. In fact, he brings some food every time he comes.
Baihui hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Miss Han, Mr. Fu, you two should stop robbing the servants, let the servants come."
She picked up the pot used to cook the Boxia offering, and accidentally bumped her elbow on Han Qixia's arm. Han Qixia's face turned pale, and she withdrew her hand quickly, but she acted as if nothing had happened.
Nangong Yue noticed something was wrong with Han Qixia, she frowned, and asked with concern: "Sister Xia, what's wrong with your hand?"
There was a silence all around, and Nangong Yue's words made everyone's eyes fall on Han Qixia.
Han Qixia smiled sheepishly, and said, "I'm fine. It's just that when I went to gather medicine today, I accidentally slipped my foot, so my elbow bumped against a tree... It's okay."
In the past few days, she went to collect herbs first in the morning, and went to the wounded barracks to help after returning at noon. Although she was busy every day, her life was very fulfilling.
"Cousin Xia, why didn't you tell me?" Fu Yunhe couldn't help frowning and said, his volume unconsciously raised.
He was the one who accompanied Han Qixia to gather herbs early this morning. Fu Yunhe secretly blamed himself. He was with Han Qixia all the time, but he didn't notice her abnormality at all.
He blamed himself in his heart, and didn't notice that Nangong Yue looked at him with strange eyes.
"Cousin He, I'm really fine." Han Qixia emphasized helplessly.
Meeting the suspicious eyes of a group of people, Han Qixia felt powerless at first, and was about to emphasize it again, but the next moment, she couldn't help but burst out laughing.
It felt so good to be cared for, a warm current flowed through her heart, and her chest felt warm.
but-
It turns out that in everyone's mind, he is such a person who is forcing himself!
She seems to have done something wrong...
Han Qixia was thoughtful, then raised her left sleeve slightly, and saw that under the sleeve, her forearm was still as white as before, but now there was an extra purple bruise.
Fu Yunhe stared blankly at Han Qixia's wrist, his expression extremely ugly. Now that I think about it carefully, there are clear traces of how Cousin Xia was injured, but I was too careless...