Chapter 92

Seeing ye Xiaoxian's coldness, childe Zhang was a little surprised and asked, "why is your little lady unhappy today?"

"Childe Zhang, you're here for dinner. Just order. Don't care too much about others." Ye Xiaoxian said.

But childe Zhang thought Ye Xiaoxian was playing hard to get, and deliberately coldly wanted to attract his attention. He couldn't help laughing: "little lady, blame me for coming too late today? If so, I'll come earlier tomorrow. By the way, can I go into the back kitchen? I want to tell you something alone."

"Just say it here!" Ye Xiaoxian was disgusted to hear what childe Zhang said.

"It's... Inconvenient here." Childe Zhang smiled.

"If it's inconvenient, don't say it. The kitchen is very busy. I have to hurry. I'll excuse you." Ye Xiaoxian said.

People like childe Zhang, even if they blackmail him twice, it seems unkind to blackmail him again and again. She doesn't have so much mind to deal with him.

Childe Zhang wants to hook up with Ye Xiaoxian. I'm sorry for what he said directly. There are many people eating now.

After all, it's an affair. If you can keep a low profile, try to keep a low profile.

Ye Xiaoxian went back to the kitchen, while childe Zhang sat down and thought of a way.

He had gone through the first two steps. The last step was to let Ye Xiaoxian understand what he meant. After thinking about it, he quickly asked ah Fei to borrow paper and pen in front of the counter, and then wrote a line of words on the paper: what's the impression of the little lady on me? Dear Mr. Zhang.

After writing, he asked Li Hongmei to come over and asked Li Hongmei to pass the note to Ye Xiaoxian.

As soon as Li Hongmei arrived in the kitchen, she angrily said, "this childe is really too much. Leaf, I think you can make a big move to make this childe die for you. I don't want to come to you in the future."

Ye Xiaoxian spread out the note and wondered how to reply to it.

Li Hongmei asked again, "by the way, have you cooked Wang Xiucai's dishes? He wants a dish of stir fried seasonal vegetables and a dish of sweet and sour ribs."

"Here comes Wang Xiucai?" Asked Ye Xiaoxian.

"Yes, it's on the second floor." Li Hongmei said.

"Mom, tell Wang Xiucai not to leave until he finishes eating. I have something to find him." Ye Xiaoxian said.

"Looking for him? Is it because of Baofeng?" Li Hongmei asked.

"What else can I do?" Ye Xiaoxian smiled and felt that Li Hongmei was too sensitive.

Li Hongmei smiled and said, "Alas, I don't mean anything else. I'm just afraid... I'm afraid Baoshan is jealous."

Ye Xiaoxian smiled faintly, went to the counter to ask for pen and ink, thought about it, and wrote two lines of poetry on it:

Before three or five steps out of the courtyard, his forehead has reached the painting hall. Last year, a drop of Acacia tears has not yet reached his ears and cheeks.

……

Li Hongmei first took the note out to childe Zhang, and then went to the second floor to find Wang Xiucai.

Wang Xiucai has been drinking tea quietly. While drinking tea, he pays attention to childe Zhang below.

When childe Zhang spread out the note, Wang Xiucai also happened to see the two lines of poetry. After reading it, he couldn't help laughing.

Baofeng's sister-in-law is really not simple. She can satirize childe Zhang with such a poem.

At the same time, Wang Xiucai's admiration for ye Xiaoxian increased a bit.

At this time, Li Hongmei also came up with Wang Xiucai's dishes. While putting those dishes in front of Wang Xiucai, she smiled and said, "Mr. Wang, my leaf said, don't go until you finish your meal. She has something she wants to discuss with you."

Wang Xiucai was flattered.

Ye Xiaoxian is looking for him?

Li Hongmei smiled and explained: "it's about Baofeng. I don't know what it is. Maybe I want to talk to you about Baofeng's study. Alas, I don't understand these things. It all depends on my leaves and Mr. Wang."

"Baofeng's mother is serious. I'm just doing my job as a gentleman." Wang Xiucai is modest.

"Take your time, Mr. Wang. I'll let the leaves come later."

……

After Mr. Zhang downstairs spread out the note, he didn't know what the meaning of Ye Xiaoxian's poem was for a while, but Mr. Zhang was literate and saw the words "Acacia tears" and "courtyard" on it, He asked ah Fei and ah Shou, "do you think little lady Ye secretly misses me? Look at this Acacia, this courtyard, it shows that she often misses me in the courtyard, don't you think?"

Ah Fei didn't even know the words, and ah Shou only knew the words "three, five and one", but they had to pretend to understand, and nodded: "yes, yes, that little cook must like childe Zhang very much."

Childe Zhang's small eyes turned growling: "so, I have a play. Why don't I ask little lady ye out later and..."

Ah Fei replied, "childe Zhang, do you want to go to Tongfu inn or Yuelai Inn? You can choose several inns in our county. I can book a room for you first."

Childe Zhang really thought: "the floor of Tongfu inn is often waxed. Last time I almost didn't slip. The shopkeeper of Yuelai Inn often sprinkles incense powder on me, which makes me want to sneeze. Go to Junlai Inn..."

Upstairs, Wang Xiucai heard childe Zhang's remarks, and his eyebrows kept frowning.

Ye Xiaoxian is smart, but she overestimates childe Zhang's comprehension ability. Childe Zhang thinks she should go down and give some advice.

He simply put down his chopsticks and went downstairs directly. Before and after arriving at childe Zhang, he bowed politely and said to childe Zhang: "this childe, I also went to the store for dinner. I just heard three people reciting poetry. I'm not talented. I'm also a scholar. I want to borrow your poetry to read it. I wonder if childe Zhang would like to?"

Childe Zhang was about to find a scholar to explain for him. Now that Wang Xiucai came down, he quickly handed over the note: "then explain to me what these lines of poetry mean?"

Wang Xiucai pretended to look at it carefully for a while, Then he said: "Oh, I know these poems. They are the poems that the great poet Su Dongpo and his sister Su Xiaomei tease each other. Before they go out of the courtyard, their forehead has reached the painting hall. They say that a person's forehead is too prominent. Before they reach the door, their forehead has hit the door. This drop of Acacia tears last year has not yet reached their ears and cheeks. They say that a person's face is as big as a washbasin. It flows last year I shed a tear and haven't heard it yet. "

Childe Zhang was stunned and then angry. He stood up and grabbed Wang Xiucai's collar: "is it really like this?"

Wang Xiucai said, "I'm a scholar. How can I deceive you? If you don't believe it, you can ask other readers. The explanation must be the same."

Childe Zhang angrily let go of Wang Xiucai and said, "get out!"

Wang Xiucai returned to his seat.

On the counter, Xiao Baozhu watched Wang Xiu's performance from beginning to end. She knew that Wang Xiucai was intentional.