In Xiao Han's life, there are three things that Xiao Han hates others saying to him the most!
One is: Sorry!
Because according to Xiao Han's experience, whenever a person says these three words to you, he will usually be prepared to apologize to you again!
The second is: You have to be more generous!
For the person who said this, Xiao Han would consciously stay away from him most of the time, so as not to accidentally strike the wrong one when lightning strikes him, and injure himself.
There is also the third sentence, which is this sentence: I am doing it for your own good!
It's for your own good that I'm hiding it from you!
What I did in advance was for your own good!
I did it for your own good...
They all have good reasons for you, which is really touching and touching!
But if you really believe it, well! One day, the person who said this will come to you with tears in his eyes, holding up a steel knife, and say "Three Souls".
I'm doing this for your own good. I'm sorry. After you go down there, you must be more generous...
Therefore, Xiao Han even believes that what Xiao Qi is thinking and doing now is indeed for his own good! He must also resolutely show his attitude: that is, I don't want you to do anything without telling me!
This point is very important! Very important!
Xiao Han left without saying goodbye, which surprised Yang Kai who ran to prepare for the banquet.
After he learned the news, he immediately ran to ask Xiao Qi, but found that Xiao Qi's eyes were a little red and swollen, as if he had cried.
"The Marquis suddenly leaves on important matters, so Uncle Yang doesn't need to bother making preparations anymore."
Facing Yang Kai's probing gaze, Xiao Qi hurriedly turned his back and said in a low voice, then he paused again and continued: "Also, I will leave here in two days, and someone will come by then.
Taking over from me, I hope Uncle Yang can take care of him as well as he took care of me."
"Huh? You want to leave too?" Upon hearing this, a strange color flashed across Yang Kailuo's small eyes!
However, he didn't ask too many questions. He just took a deep look at Xiao Qi's back, sighed slightly, turned around and left the small building.
Slightly different from the knowledgeable Yang Kai, the stubborn Lao Jiang is more annoying.
"Hey! Lao Yang! What's going on? Why did the Marquis leave without saying hello?"
Lao Jiang, who also received the news of Xiao Han's departure, rushed over in a hurry. He happened to see Yang Kailue walking out of the small building and hurriedly stepped forward to ask.
"Let's go! Xiaoqi is leaving in two days!"
Yang Kai went down to the river bank, glanced at Lao Jiang, snorted angrily, put his hands behind his back, turned around and walked towards the workshop.
"What? Xiaoqi is leaving too? What's going on?" Lao Jiang was shocked when he heard this and quickly followed up to ask.
"You ask me?" Yang Kai stopped after hearing the words, turned around and glared at Lao Jiang: "Then who should I ask?"
"You don't know either? This is fine, why did you just leave just now?" Lao Jiang was confused. He looked at Yang Kailue in front of him and then at the small building over there. He felt like his head was in a mess. What happened today?
Why does it feel weird?
"That's right! Let the little bastard... ahem, let the grandson ask! He's good friends with Xiao Qi, maybe he can find out something!" After a while, the confused Lao Jiang finally slapped his forehead,
He turned around and hurried to find his "good grandson".
Later, when Xiao Jiang saw Xiao Qi again, his seventh brother had already set up a hot pot in the room.
It's just that what's burning in the pot made of red copper is no longer fine charcoal, but letters.
Xiao Jiang took a sneak peek and found that some letters were thrown into the pot without even opening the paint, and slowly burned to ashes.
"Seventh brother?"
Cautiously leaning closer to Xiao Qi, Xiao Jiang gave a tentative shout, but found that Qi Ge, who had always been calm and unfazed by the collapse of the mountain, had red eyes and sparkling crystals in the corners of his eyes.
"Brother Qi is crying?" Xiao Jiang felt panicked when he realized this, and he didn't know how to comfort him.
But Xiao Qi had already waved her sleeves to wipe the corners of her eyes, and whispered: "Boil some water."
"Ah? Oh!" Xiao Jiang was stunned for a moment before he realized what he was doing. He quickly took some water and poured it into the pot. The hot copper pot immediately made a "sting" sound, and countless hot steam rose up.
The hot pot, which had been boiling hot for a long time, was quickly boiled again after adding water.
During this period, Xiao Jiang also found the few black fish that were thrown by the door.
Wash, remove dirt, and slice it. Judging from his skillful techniques, you can tell that he has done this more than once or twice.
The letters in the pot burned out quickly, but Xiao Jiang had already skillfully found charcoal to refill the fire. The red charcoal was blown by the wind, and a few shining sparks burst out from time to time.
Blackened fish fillets cut as thin as paper don't need much condiments. Just rinse them in clean water a few times and dip them in sesame sauce, which is a delicious delicacy.
Moreover, unlike other fish meat, this black fish meat will change in many ways no matter how long it is cooked.
If you cook it lightly, it will be as crispy as a bone, while if you cook it heavily, it will become soft and fragrant.
In the past, Xiao Jiang would inevitably shout and scream while eating this delicacy, but today, the room was as quiet as a ghost.
"Is there any wine?"
I don't know how long this mysterious atmosphere lasted. Just when Xiao Jiang felt like he was suffocating, Xiao Qi, who was sitting opposite, finally spoke.
"Drink?" Xiaojiang heard the sound and looked up at Xiao Qi in surprise. He had known Xiao Qi for several years and had never seen him drinking before. Why did he suddenly want to drink today?
However, although he was surprised, Xiao Jiang still ran out quickly.
Not long after, he ran back like a thief carrying a small porcelain vase.
After closing the door and specifically inserting the check bolt, Xiao Jiang handed the porcelain vase to Xiao Qi as if he were offering a treasure. During this process, he did not forget to show off with a flattering smile: "I secretly pretended this from my grandfather's wine jar before.
I heard it’s called Jiang Nanchun, and it’s the best wine on the market!”
"The best wine? Is there any wine in the world that is better than Xiao's?" Xiao Qi heard Xiao Jiang's show off and muttered with disdain. Then she raised her neck and drank it under Xiao Jiang's shocked eyes.
half!
"Brother Qi, slow down, this wine is strong!"
Seeing this, Xiao Jiang scratched his head and ears in anxiety. Just as he was about to jump up and grab the bottle, he saw Xiao Qi let out a long breath, and his originally clear eyes were instantly covered with a layer of fog.
Xiao Qi doesn’t drink, but that doesn’t mean Xiao Qi can’t drink!
When he was in Sanyuan County, he, Xiao Shiyi and others often stole wine from the wine shop and drank it.
Although it was just for fun at that time and they didn't know how to drink at all, but with the background of those spirits, they really didn't have much feeling for wines like Jiang Nanchun.
If it’s not about being drunk, then it’s because wine doesn’t intoxicate people, people get drunk on themselves!
"Xiao Jiang, let me tell you a story... Once upon a time, there were several helpless children in Caoshi Yahang, Chang'an... Until one day, they were taken to a messy house..."
