Chapter 1119

"What are you muttering about?" When Chen Qingxuan came back from the side room with a bowl of brown sugar and ginger soup, he listened to Kong Wenmin's muttering. His face was even worse. "Speak louder, I can't really hear you."

"I said..." Kong Wenmin was about to find a way out. At a glance, he saw the hot brown sugar and ginger soup in Chen Qingxuan's hand. At that time, he was so happy that he hurried over and asked pleasantly, "Qingxuan, this is what you cook for me?"

"It's so beautiful," Chen Qingxuan said uneasily, putting Jiang Tang into Kong Wenmin's hand. He looked at his shaking head and wagging tail. He was so disgusted that he said, "when did you see me cooking? Don't daydream about what's impossible! "

"Oh," Kong Wenmin was obviously frustrated. He immediately drank the ginger soup and was choked by the strange smell. "Cough! Who cooked ginger soup?! How can I still put Cough! Sichuan Pepper! How can I put pepper in ginger soup? "

"Don't you have to put pepper in ginger soup?" Chen Qingxuan was stunned and frowned at Kong Wenmin. "Grandma used to put pepper in ginger soup, but I didn't put much pepper here. Besides, pepper keeps cold away..."

Chen Qingxuan can't speak any more. Looking at Kong Wenmin's unsmiling face, Chen Qingxuan is annoyed. He hates and annoys. He snorts coldly at the next time, and then walks out with his sleeve thrown.

"Ah, ah, ah! Where are you going! " Kong Wenmin was so busy that he pulled Chen Qingxuan's sleeve. "It's raining so hard outside. Where are you going? I'm not afraid to get wet. "

"I'll go to find Mr. Fu Er." Chen Qingxuan looks at Kong Wenmin with a cold face.

"What did you ask him for?" When Kong Wenmin heard this, he was in a mess in the wind, and wondered, "didn't you still snivel people's tears a few days ago? Yes? Are you in a hurry to find someone else? You are not afraid of being angry, young master Fu. You need to find the guards in the Yamen to teach you a lesson. "

"No, Mr. Fu Er is sure to welcome me to go to him," Chen Qingxuan looked at Kong Wenmin's face with a question mark, and then slowly said, "I asked Mr. Fu Er to help me find an empty yard, and then I moved there. I have no contact with you in the future. Do you think Mr. Fu Er would not meet my requirements? Will he find someone to teach me? I think Fu Er's son will make a great difference to me. Maybe he wants to be a friend with me. "Chen Qingxuan looks at Kong Wenmin's increasingly dark face and becomes more and more complacent." even then, even in your small courtyard, it's not quiet anymore. I hear that Fu Er's son is the most persistent, so it won't be long before the whole yamen will be treated by Fu Er's son Son's tears are streaming down his face. If you continue to make up your mind to be the stinking stone in the Maokeng, I'm afraid that those invisible yamen guards will rub their hands to teach you a lesson, tut! "

"Qingxuan, Qingxuan, I'm wrong! Can't I be wrong? " Kong Wenmin grabs Chen Qingxuan with both hands. He refuses to walk out of the room. He drags Chen Qingxuan into the room and says, "it's brother's fault! Brother is wrong! My brother is wrong... "

At this point, Kong Wenmin suddenly shut up. What's wrong with him?

Yeah, what's wrong with him?

It doesn't matter if Kong Wenmin stops. Chen Qingxuan pulls down his face again: "if you are not willing to apologize, pull it down. Don't be so reluctant! Hum! "

"I was wrong! I didn't realize what I was wrong! This is unforgivable! It's a crime to die! " Kong Wenmin is busy and does not stop gossiping. Seeing Chen Qingxuan, he can't help laughing. He just breathes a long sigh of relief. Then he reaches out his hand and pinches Chen Qingxuan's face, and smiles at the same time. "Why is coaxing you more tired than doing physical work for a day?"