As soon as he opened his eyes, the master of metaphysics became the vicious stepmother of four oil bottles Chapter 350 I Want To Draw You Another Picture
Shu Yiyan was amused by her words, his eyebrows curved like a crescent moon.
Meng Qixue smiled sheepishly, "But daddy's cooking has become delicious now, and it was all taught by my mother. If my brother wants to learn, he can ask my mother to become his apprentice!"
"My brother has to draw every day, so he may not have time to learn to cook." Even if he had time, given his family's conditions, where could he afford the ingredients?
Shu Yiyan concealed his emotions and smiled lightly, "Everything you brought is delicious, right? Why don't you introduce it to your brother?"
"Yes, brother, you can eat that one, that one is delicious!"
The box was placed on the wooden table in front of the corridor. Meng Qixue quickly ran over, opened it one by one, and showed off to him with a beaming look: "This is called honey roasted chicken. It's coated with honey. It's fragrant and sweet. Try it."
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As she spoke, she gritted her teeth, twisted off a large chicken leg and handed it to Shu Yiyan.
The little hand holding the chicken leg was white and fat, like a round sourdough bun. There was a small pit in the knuckle, and the pit contained dripping golden oil.
Shu Yiyan couldn't help but swallow secretly.
He hadn't eaten chicken legs for a long, long time, so long that he had forgotten the taste of chicken legs.
But... he glanced at Meng Qixue's bright eyes and shook his head, "You can eat the chicken legs, and I can eat something else."
"You eat it." Meng Qixue put the chicken legs into his hands in a sweet voice, her cheeks slightly red, "I've already eaten it at home, and I almost had my ears pulled by my mother after eating too much."
Shu Yiyan was amused by her words again. After laughing, he picked up the chicken leg and took a big bite. The leg meat was so tender that it melted like tofu when it touched his teeth. The rich juice splashed in his mouth. It was fragrant, spicy and fresh.
, sweet...several flavors blend just right.
Meng Qixue looked at him with wide eyes, "How is it? Is it delicious?"
Shu Yiyan nodded, "It's delicious."
It seemed that such two simple words could not express his mood. After a pause, he added: "It's very delicious. I have never eaten such delicious roast chicken."
Meng Qixue laughed so hard that she couldn't see her eyes, "If you like it, brother, I will treat you to it every day from now on!"
Shu Yiyan smiled and didn't take her words seriously. He sat on the small bench and ate the chicken. Because he was thinking about his mother, he ate only the neck, wing tips and other meatless parts, so he ate very slowly.
Meng Qixue held her chin with one hand and watched him eat with a smile, "Brother looks so good when eating, unlike my second brother, who eats meat like a piglet. Just one bite, ow..."
She raised her hands to the sides of her face, and at the same time opened her mouth wide, making a gesture like a hungry tiger pouncing on food, "One big chicken drumstick is gone!"
Shu Yiyan was amused by her again, "If you say this to your father and second brother, won't they be angry if they find out?"
Meng Qixue winked at him slyly, "Then don't let them know, we can just talk secretly." And she didn't lie, her second brother ate like that.
Shu Yiyan looked at her vivid features and suddenly thought of his sister who died young.
My sister, like the little girl in front of me, loves to expose her brother's shortcomings. Yesterday I drew a very ugly bird. How many sheets of paper were wasted today... one by one, clearly and clearly.
But when others ridiculed him for being a nerd and a mute, his sister was angrier than anyone else. She would quarrel with others with her hands on her hips. At such a young age, she didn't know how to curse. She could only use the word "big idiot" over and over again. Naturally, she couldn't quarrel with others.
I was so angry that I cried.
Those vivid and happy memories that were getting farther and farther away from him seemed to be slowly coming back because of Meng Qixue's appearance.
He finished chewing the meat in his hand, wiped his hands with a rag, and asked Meng Qixue gently: "Do you have time? I want to paint you another picture."
Not a single small portrait, but a complete painting.
There was the innocent and lovely little girl lying at the table, the blue sky, the small courtyard where he had lived for three years, and the joy and nostalgia that filled his heart.
When the painting came to an end, someone knocked on the courtyard door again.
Meng Qixue thought it was Shen Qingqing who was back, so she jumped up and ran over to greet him. When she turned around, she saw a bearded man standing outside the courtyard.
Shu Yiyan put down his painting brush and walked to her side, explaining in a low voice: "He is Uncle Luo, my neighbor."
"Hello, Uncle Luo!" Meng Qixue bowed to the person outside the door demurely.
Luo Dashan looked at her cute and cute appearance, and his voice softened a bit, "Hey, hello, hello."
Shu Yiyan's deliberately elongated "ah" made his arms get goosebumps. Is this the sound that the tyrant of Changping Alley should make?
He silently rubbed the back of his hands, raised his voice and asked, "Uncle Luo, what's the matter with you coming over?"
After being reminded by him, Luo Dashan remembered the business, looked into the main room, and asked him: "Where is your mother? The kind man who helped us detoxify came back yesterday, and he also brought a very powerful miracle doctor with him.
Help these crooked melons and cracked jujubes in Changping Lane get medical treatment."
"Isn't your mother blind? She just takes this opportunity to let the miracle doctor take a look. Anyway, there is no need to pay for the consultation. Wouldn't it be a great joy if she can be cured?"
Although Shu Yiyan didn't have any hope for this, he still couldn't help but have hope in his heart, "I'll call her."
Shumu's body was already weak, and she almost lost half her life due to the poison. She was resting on the collapse at the moment. When Shu Yiyan woke her up, she was still confused. She couldn't even walk, so she could only hold on.
Walk.
After arriving at the place, Shen Qingqing saw her like this and made an exception to let her join the team.
Zhang Xuan changed his arm to rest on the edge of the table and glared at Shen Qingqing sideways: "People spend thousands of taels of gold to treat me, but I'm too lazy to do it. How about you, just move a broken table and ask me to do a free clinic? Your conscience is just
Won’t it hurt?”
Shen Qingqing had a smile on her lips, "Don't look at me, look at everyone. As a doctor, can you bear to watch them suffer from illness and stand by and do nothing?"
Just when Zhang Xuan wanted to say "I can't bear it," the people in line suddenly began to kneel down and kowtow, shouting thank you one after another, which made Zhang Xuan's ears turn red.
"Okay, don't kneel down, why don't you let me treat you?"
He spoke reluctantly, but there was a smile on his face.
Duplicity.
Four words flashed in Shen Qingqing's mind. He clearly wanted to help, but he still had to use her mouth to say it. It was so awkward, just like a certain ball.
When Cao Cao arrived, he just complained about Lazy Ball. When he lowered his head, he saw it lying lazily beside his legs.
Shen Qingqing kicked its big fluffy tail, "What are you doing out here?"
"Of course I'm saving you." The big tail swung and pointed to a low wall in front of the left, "There's a big mouse hiding behind the wall, didn't you notice?"
Shen Qingqing raised her eyebrows and rolled up her sleeves calmly, "How many?"
"Only one, can't you go up?"
The answer was Shen Qingqing's crimson back that flashed quickly.
This woman, can't she just say thank you before taking action?