Chapter 220

The mother-in-law took song Xijiao to the East Wing room. Originally, song Xijiao thought she was going to see Hu Que's mother. She had prepared a set of words to meet her elders.

After arriving at the yard, she found out that it was a deserted yard.

Although there are no weeds in the yard and the finishing is clean, it is unpopular. It seems that no one has lived in the yard for a long time.

"Doesn't the sheriff's wife live here?" Song Xijiao asked curiously.

The old lady sighed: "the lady passed away when the young master was seven years old."

Song Xijiao blinked in surprise. He didn't expect that Hu que looked like he was hanging around all day, as if he didn't care about anything, but he had such a poor life experience.

However, there is no one to disturb, so it's more convenient to cook.

The woman helped her to fetch water, wash the dishes and heat the fire. Song Xijiao prepared the cut vegetables and stir fry the dishes. The two worked together and quickly prepared one dish after another, which was heated in the pot.

The sun is getting hotter and hotter, and song Xijiao is also full of sweat, but she doesn't complain a word. She cuts cucumbers and carves flowers carefully to decorate the dish.

Seeing her like this, she couldn't help but say with emotion: "the people who are often served by the master do not have the heart of Miss Song!"

Song Xijiao smile: "your young master comes to please me personally, I certainly must devote my heart."

"Alas, we young master is so pitiful. We have lost our mother since we were young, and our adults have never renewed our strings. There is no one in charge of our family. We all rely on adults to help us at home and abroad. But the adults are busy with all the cases in the city. They can't care about the young master. The young master is lonely and lonely. No one cares about him even if he is out there

Song Xijiao saw her mother-in-law saying that she even wiped up her tears and said, "this is not something you miss. It's not so poor."

The old lady sighed and said, "Miss Song, you don't know. The maid is the young master's nurse. Naturally, she thinks about him. But sometimes, no matter how much I miss you, I can't compare with the intimate people around him

Song Xijiao took Hua'er's hand and looked at her mother-in-law and asked, "do you mean you want to marry your young master?"

"No, the young master is not young. The men in the city, not to mention the rich families, are ordinary people. At his age, there are several children."

Song Xijiao shook her head and jokingly said, "why do you compare with others? Your own life is not to live by yourself. It is the most important to be happy in everything."

As soon as the voice fell, clapping began to ring.

Hu que came to her with a royal robe and a jade robe. He sighed: "it's very important for you to be happy in everything. Xijiao, your ideas coincide with mine! But for the wrong time and occasion, I would like to have a drink with you

When she saw Hu que coming, she was afraid that she would be overheard, so she retreated to one side.

As soon as she left, only song Xijiao and Hu que were left in the quiet yard. With the sun burning and the breeze blowing, song Xijiao lifted her sleeve to wipe the sweat on her forehead and said casually, "where's your fan? Lend me a fan. It's so hot. "

Hu que had long wanted to wipe her sweat and fan the wind, but she was afraid of being rude to her. Now listening to her active inquiry, he opened the folding fan without hesitation and personally fanned song Xijiao: "it's hard for you."

"Still, as long as your grandfather eats happily, it's not hard."

Song Xijiao glanced at it with a smile. Seeing that he was holding the fan which was inscribed for him by Shangshu, song Xijiao couldn't help joking: "today, I have also inherited the east wind of Shangshu. In the future, we chestnut will be the number one scholar in high school and make a great success!"

"Why are you so persistent in being an official?"

"Scholars, peasants, businessmen and businessmen are all aware of the highest position of being an official. Why not do it?" Song Xijiao thought that he was not fan fast enough or hard enough. He simply took the folding fan and fanned it by himself. He said, "just say that I can do it again on weekdays, and I don't have to rely on you to get ahead when things happen? But I said it's up to you. In the end, it's not the sheriff who relies on you. Why do I insist on being an official. I am also a woman. If I were a man, I would have gone to the first place examination

Hearing her saying this, Hu que couldn't help but imagine what song Xijiao would look like in the examination of the number one scholar. He could not help laughing at the thought of her small face wearing a big black hat.

"What are you laughing at?" Song Xijiao saw that he seemed to laugh with a bit of irony, discontented with the folding fan poked him in the chest, "do you think my words are too bad, certainly not the champion?"

"Well, you're wrong about me. I never thought your words were bad." Hearing the speech, Hu que quickly explained.

Song Xijiao didn't believe it at all. She felt guilty: "hum, you must think so!"

Hu que knew that this matter must not be explained clearly, because song Xijiao's words were really not so good, so he simply changed the topic and asked, "how are your dishes prepared?"

"It's all ready. Six dishes, one soup and one dessert. It's eight kinds in total. It's just a reflection of your grandfather's 80th birthday."Song Xijiao lifted the lid of the pot as she said it. There were eight dishes and bowls in the big pot. They were colorful and beautiful! There are Crispy Tofu, red meat, fish mixed with cucumber, pumpkin congee Many dishes, not to mention grandfather, even he has never seen before and would like to have a taste.

"Xijiao, thank you so much

To be honest this time, I really owe it to her. My grandfather has been fed up with the dishes that the ladies in your family can cook. If they are served at the birthday party, the old man must have no appetite.

But these dishes are not the same, Hu que can be sure that the old man must like tight!

Hu que did not accompany song Xijiao in this yard for a long time. He soon left the house, but before leaving, he would leave the fan for her to enjoy the cool.

Song Xijiao had to sit in the corridor with a fan, enjoying the cool while resting.

I don't know how long it took. Suddenly, two servant girls came in and said, "Miss Song, the birthday party has begun. The young master told us to come and serve the dishes."

Song Xijiao quickly got up, lifted the lid of the pot, put a plate of vegetables on the tray, let two servant girls carry it. Seeing that the cauldron was empty, I finally lost my heart after a busy morning.

At this point, her task was finally completed.

As for the success or failure, only when the birthday party is over, Hu que told her in person.

Song Xijiao wanted to leave the prefectural residence first and go to the bamboo paper farm. When she saw the folding fan in her hand, she could only stay.

I'm kidding. This fan is so precious that you can't miss anything!

She could not take it away, nor could she give it to people outside Hu que. She could only stay and go into the wing room, and casually found a low bed and fell asleep sleepily.

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