"Well, forget it, don't eat, I'll go to the study." Duan Tingxuan also knew that he was being a little unreasonable, but he just looked at this table of delicious dishes, but there was always a big bowl of vegetable dumplings shaking in front of his eyes, really upset, Instead of blaming his wife, he might as well go to the study, maybe he was hungry in the middle of the night, and he felt delicious after eating.
When he came to the study, he saw Siping coming out of it. His eyes lit up, and he laughed and said, "What? But did you bring the master's things?"
As soon as Siping saw him, he opened his mouth and smiled uglier than crying: "Master, please spare the servant's old lady. You said the vegetable dumplings the day before yesterday were too greasy, and you said the day before yesterday that they were too bland and tasteless. Yesterday you said it was too salty, but today when the little one went back, my mother fried it again, but when the slave ate it, there was no taste at all. After analyzing the reason with my mother, it turned out that I forgot to put salt. My lord, I Mother is getting old, and she can't bear this kind of tossing, and if you come back a few times, I'm afraid that I won't be able to eat normal meals when I go home."
"Is it as serious as you said?" Duan Tingxuan looked at his confidant with a dark face: "Didn't my mother always say that my head can be broken and my loyalty to the Lord will never be lost? Now I haven't let you break My head is bleeding, so I asked you to go home and give me some food, and then I started crying? I’m afraid that I won’t be able to eat normal meals in the future, and if I can’t eat, I’ll starve to death. I’ll count you as the master. your."
Siping is speechless, and Duan Tingxuan also knows that he is venting his anger. The first three meals of vegetable dumplings have made him understand the truth: the deliciousness of vegetable dumplings is not because it is called vegetable dumplings, but depends on who made it of.
"Tell me, what kind of cooking skills did that woman learn from Yan Wangye in Yan Luo Palace?" When he came to the study, Duan Tingxuan sat down in the chair. wife.
"This... the matter of ghosts and gods may not be accurate. It's just... the servant feels that after grandma died once, it seems that she has indeed changed." Siping looked at the face of the master carefully, and murmured: "So ...Maybe, Lord Hades or something, maybe it is true, Lord."
It seems like a changed person.
Duan Tingxuan sat up straight at once, and a thunderbolt sounded in his mind: Yes, she is a different person, not only her cooking skills, her temperament, speech, attitude, and expression are completely different from the past, no matter how Such a catastrophe of life and death will not make a person completely change, otherwise the saying that the country is easy to change and the nature is hard to change will not become a wise saying that has been passed down through the ages.
interesting.
Duan Tingxuan showed a sly smile on the corner of his mouth, and slowly leaned back on the back of the chair: Is it the resurrection of the dead? Or a vixen upper body? Or was it possessed by some female ghost? It's not like I haven't heard of this kind of thing before, hehe, if this is the case, it would be fun. Uh, Zi is silent and confused, so don't be too impatient, just wait and see how things change.
Thinking of this, he looked up at the sky outside the window, only to see it was pitch black, so he said to himself: "Forget it, I'll let you have another good dream tonight, and we'll talk about it tomorrow."
"say what?"
Siping was taken aback by his master's strange soliloquy, and subconsciously asked a question, but seeing Duan Tingxuan glaring at him angrily, he snorted coldly, "Tell me about what was buried with you after you died in the line of duty."
Siping then bowed his head deeply and never dared to say another word.
"Xiangyun, look at the porridge pot and peel and cut the two salted duck eggs. I'm going to wash my face. Grandma will probably wake up soon."
In the small kitchen of Meiyuelou, Honglian had already done everything. Seeing that Xiangyun walked in refreshed, she handed over the finishing work to her. She brought hot water and went out. Sure enough, I heard murmurs inside, so I knocked on the door and walked in, poured the warm water into the copper basin on the shelf, and said with a smile: "Grandma wakes up early in the morning and keeps talking, what? Are you so happy?"
"Happy?"
Su Nuannuan came over and pointed her slender finger at her right eye: "Look, look at my eyes, do you find anything?"
Hong Lian took a closer look, then shook her head in doubt and said, "No, what's wrong with grandma's eyes?"
"Look again, be more careful." Su Nuannuan looked at her with eyes that hated iron and steel: "How many times have I said, observe things carefully, you are a big girl, and you must set an example for Xiangyun..."
"Grandma, I really didn't see anything, not even eye feces. What are you telling me to look at?" When Hong Lian heard her grandmother's words, she knew that she hadn't gotten over her anger yet, so she almost knelt down and looked at it hard. In Su Nuannuan's right eye, she wondered if the eyelashes got in it? But I can't see it.
"Didn't you notice that the eyelids are jumping all the time?" After hearing what Honglian said, Su Nuannuan was not in the mood to educate this loyal girl, and rubbed her eyes with a sigh.
"I can't see it." Hong Lian's eyes widened, but she saw that Su Nuannuan's beautiful double eyelids were delicate and smooth, and there was no sign of violent beating
"Well, that's right, I don't dance now." Su Nuannuan rubbed her face: "It's strange, when I first got up, I obviously danced like a rebel."
Honglian prepared soap and other things for her, shook her head and said with a smile: "Even so, grandma doesn't have to be so unhappy."
"The left eye jumps into wealth and the right eye jumps into disaster, have you never heard of this proverb?" Su Nuannuan asked in surprise, thinking, right? It is said that this is a very old saying. Could it be that there is no such thing in this superficial era
"Well, I heard it when I was a child, but I haven't encountered anything in these years, so I forgot." Hong Lian smiled slightly, watching Su Nuannuan sit down on the dressing table after washing her face, and came behind her to give her a hand. She combed her hair and sighed: "If we talk about disasters, what disaster is greater than the one when my grandmother went on a hunger strike to seek death? Now that the disaster is over, I only feel that every day is easy, but only occasionally. After suffering a little bit, I feel that it is many times sweeter than the dark days before."
"Look at your potential." Su Nuannuan patted the table lightly: "The reason why people are human is because they have lofty ideals and lofty pursuits. They are not like animals, who are content with eating and sleeping. You How is it different from a beast if you only pursue such a little bit?"
"I think my ideals and pursuits are pretty good." Honglian frowned and thought, but Su Nuannuan was surprised: "What? You still think it's pretty good? Don't you? Are you even inferior to animals? "
"Then what is grandma's ideal and pursuit?" Hong Lian smiled and tied her cloudy black hair into a graceful bun, and then selected two pearl and silver hairpins from the few jewelry in the jewelry box to insert them.
"My ideal and pursuit is to eat all the delicacies in the world." Su Nuannuan shouted proudly, and the next moment, I heard the doubtful voice of the confidant girl: "Isn't this also the ideal of a beast?"
"Can it be the same?" Su Nuannuan looked at Honglian with sad and angry eyes: "Do animals know how to fry and fry? Do you know how to make the best delicious food? Know how many knives are needed to cut a carp's body Do you know how to cut it to get the taste? Do you know how many knives need to be cut on the body of catfish to get the taste? Do you know grass carp... In short, they are full and overwhelmed. It can be compared with my lofty ideal of eating delicious food all over the world and treating every meal as the highest enjoyment than?"
Honglian remained silent, and inserted the silver hairpin into the jet-black bun.
"Now do you understand the gap between me and the beast?" Su Nuannuan raised her chin and looked at Honglian proudly. Seeing her nodding her head like a pest, the woman was still not satisfied and insisted on asking: "Well, what about you?" Tell me, where is the gap between me and the beast? Don't repeat what I said."
Hong Lian grimaced, thinking that if she had known about this unreasonable disaster, she should let Xiang Yun take care of her, that hoof is the best at flattering grandma, she is not as honest as me, and would not even lie. Carefully looking at Su Nuannuan's expression, after thinking for a while, Fang cautiously said: "The gap between grandma and beast? You mean... grandma is a higher-level beast?"
"Pfft...cough cough cough..." Su Nuannuan didn't have tea in her mouth, so what she spit out was saliva, and then she didn't spray it all, and the rest choked into her throat, making her cough a lot.
"It's hopeless, Honglian, you're hopeless." Su Nuannuan shook her head in grief and indignation, her eyes full of despair and pain: "You can only live your life in such a mediocre way."
"Your maidservant is a maidservant in the first place, isn't it just a mediocre life, do you still expect to take the civil and martial arts exam?" Honglian couldn't help laughing: "Yes, speaking of taking the imperial examination, maybe grandma and grandpa can say Let's go together, my master concealed his identity to take the exam..."
"Stop, shut up, in Meiyue Tower, that scumbag is an eternal taboo, understand?" Su Nuannuan crossed her arms across her chest: "Do you know the story of Crow's Mouth? You know the story of leading wolves into the house Is it? Honglian, you have this tendency now, and you must immediately kill this tendency in the cradle."
"But this is the Hou's Mansion. Although Meiyue Tower is remote, it is the property of the Lord after all. He comes whenever he wants, so there is no need for servants to recruit..."
"Are you still stubborn?" Su Nuannuan was angry, and then quickly circled around the room: "It's over, it's over, the eyelids twitched just now, and your crow's mouth, this is a sign that misfortunes never come singly."
After finishing speaking, Xiang Yun suddenly heard Xiang Yun shouting crisply in the dining room: "The meal is ready, grandma, it's time for porridge, there are fresh duck egg yolks that are dripping with oil..."
The lingering sound is still echoing in the room, but Su Nuannuan has disappeared. Hong Lian looked at the afterimage by the door, and murmured after a long while: "Is this really a sign that misfortunes never come singly? Then grandma, you still run so fast? People who are facing catastrophe still miss eating so much?"