I will never forgive! Brothers were abused by me until the country was destroyed Chapter 22 Be good, stop losing your temper and go home with fourth brother, okay?
Chapter 22 Be good, stop losing your temper and go home with fourth brother, okay?
Lan Wanru rolled her eyes, and then whispered a few words to Qiaodie.
Qiaodie received Lan Wanru's order, nodded, and went out.
Chu Huan, who was hiding outside the house, saw Qiaodie's leaving figure and looked into Lan Wanru's room through the crack in the window.
Lan Wanru was lying on the bed taking a nap, and next to the bed was the pot of blood-stained jasmine flowers.
At this moment, Chu Huan was like a ghost in the dark night. His eyes were staring straight at the blood-red jasmine flowers, and he twitched the corners of his mouth.
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A few days later.
Qingyun Temple.
Before his uncle went out, Lan Yunyi hurriedly pinned him down in the yard, called his senior brother Pei Yan, and then brought out the Sushan that he had recently carefully developed from the kitchen.
Recently, she was developing various flavors of Sushan. She couldn't eat it by herself, so she had to start teasing her uncle and senior brother.
Over at Wufangzhai, she drew the drawings a few days ago and arranged for Li Erniu to construct and renovate it. Li Erniu sent a letter yesterday, saying that the construction would be completed this afternoon.
If there is no problem with the taste of Sushan, after she goes to set up the rules for the guys in the afternoon, Wufangzhai will be able to reopen in three days.
"Bad girl, what are you going to do today? Even if you don't let Pei Yan perform a chest-breaking performance, you won't allow me to perform on my own? My drinking money hasn't been paid yet!"
Taoist Ling Chen sat cross-legged on a stone bench in the yard and yelled towards the kitchen.
He sat upright, folded his hands on his chest, and spoke with a flat mouth, so angry that his beard almost stood up in the air.
Taoist Master Ling Chen was her uncle. He was actually a crazy little old man. He didn't know how to restrain himself after his master left. He hugged his wine gourd all day long and was drunk and dreaming.
When he had money, he would buy wine. When he had no money, he would encourage Pei Yan to perform as an entertainer. The money earned from performing would be used to buy wine.
When Lan Yunyi saw him for the first time in this life, he was still as out of shape as in his previous life. He took a wine gourd and drank until he was completely drunk.
Lan Yunyi hurriedly supported him and asked Pei Yan to make sobering soup for him.
Unexpectedly, this little old man was not surprised to see her. He even asked her if her chest would be broken. When he learned that Lan Yunyi was coming to Qingyun Temple to live permanently, he also coaxed her into accepting him as his master.
Lan Yunyi ignored him and kept calling him "Uncle". The little old man snorted coldly, and her beard stood up in anger at her.
"Uncle, the food I made today is flavored with sweet-scented osmanthus stuffing. You really don't want to try it? Then I'll give it to my senior brother?"
Lan Yunyi hid the two plates of Sushan behind her back and winked in front of him.
"Hey, your senior brother is weak and can't drink. Give me something to eat!" Ling Chen jumped up from the stone bench with a start.
When Lan Yunyi heard this, she put the Sushan she had just prepared on the stone table.
She soaked the sweet-scented osmanthus stuffed smoothie, poured it with osmanthus sauce, and sprinkled dried osmanthus flowers on top for decoration.
The one I gave to my senior brother did not add sweet-scented osmanthus stuffing, but added pear jam to make it pear-flavored.
"Try how it tastes." Lan Yunyi stood in front of the two of them, with her hands behind her back, a look of pride on her face.
The cold air was refreshing, and Pei Yan's eyes lit up: "I have never eaten anything so clever. I didn't know that the ice cubes in the back mountain had such wonderful functions. What is the name of this thing?"
Taoist Ling Chen saw what was in front of him and was stunned for a second.
Then he took a bite and hurriedly put it in his mouth. His eyes narrowed because he was so delicious. He didn't even bother to speak and continued to take a big bite like a whirlwind.
"I plan to call it Sushan. Wufangzhai will open in two days and sell this Sushan. What do you think?" Lan Yunyi took advantage of the situation and sat on the stone bench, supporting her head and looking at the two people in front of her.
"Sushan? I thought it was called Snow Mountain, after all-" Pei Yang started to speak, but was interrupted by Taoist Lingchen.
"Tsk, tsk, you are indeed his apprentice. Both of them are very polite when talking. It's better to just call them shaved ice."
Taoist Ling Chen's tone was sour. He crossed one of his legs. As if he remembered something, he raised an index finger, squinted his eyes and shook his head. "If you two call me Master, I can teach you how to make cakes."
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"No, it's not just cakes, there are pancakes, thousand layers, towel rolls, everything..." Taoist Ling Chen patted his chest proudly.
"Cake?" Lan Yunyi opened her eyes wide, "What is this?"
"Hmph, it's sweet, soft, and cool, and it's even more delicious than this shaved ice. If you sell shaved ice and cakes in Wufangzhai in the summer, you'll be making a lot of money soon, and you'll be as rich as the rest of the country!"
Ling Chen ate the sweet-scented osmanthus wine and his face was still flushed. He raised his eyebrows proudly and waited for Lan Yunyi to call him master.
Pei Yan looked at the two people in front of him with a smile on his lips.
"Knock knock knock——"
Suddenly there was a rapid knock on the door, breaking the warmth of Qingyun Temple at the moment.
"I wonder what this sweet-scented osmanthus flavored cake will taste like?" Lan Yunyi deliberately coveted him.
She stood up with a smile, thinking that it was probably Aunt Wu, the bean seller next door, who had brought the red beans and mung beans she wanted, so she left a word and happily ran to open the door.
After opening the door, the smile on her face disappeared in an instant.
The person who came was the lingering Lan Chongzhou.
After not seeing each other for a few days, Lan Chongzhou looked more and more haggard. His pale face was without a trace of blood, his chin was blue and covered with light stubble, and his deep eyes were bloodshot.
It's like it can fall when the wind blows.
No one could have imagined how the fourth young man of the Lan family, who used to be arrogant and had a mysophobia, became like this in just a few days.
Lan Yunyi closed the door as soon as she saw Lan Chongzhou.
Unexpectedly, Lan Chongzhou's right hand was holding the wooden door tightly, and the bandaged hand was sandwiched between the two wooden doors. Blue veins burst out, and the original wound burst open and dripped with blood, but he seemed not to know the pain.
"Yun Yi..." he spoke tremblingly.
Lan Yunyi slowly relaxed her grip on the door, her forehead veins twitching, and her face was full of impatience.
Lan Chongzhou gently pushed the door open, and the blood on his hands left a bright blood stain on the wooden door.
"You won't have to cut your wrists to get blood anymore..." He clenched his hands into fists and looked at Lan Yunyi's cold eyes, but he was speechless.
"If you have nothing else to do, don't disturb me. You are really annoying and annoying to me." Lan Yunyi frowned and wanted to close the door.
Lan Chongzhou was really scared this time. He pressed hard against the door, hurriedly took out a package with his left hand and handed it to Lan Yunyi.
"This dress made of Yun brocade is your favorite pink color. Fourth brother went to Huanshalou to queue up last night and just bought it! This is the only one in the capital."
Lan Chongzhou bent over and spoke carefully, his rickety body looking as if he had been humbled into the dust.