Five hundred and twentieth eight chapters born alone
The words "messy" are not enough to describe the scene of the crab feast!
After eating and drinking, Xiao Han leaned on the back of his chair and wanted to put his feet on the table out of habit. But as soon as his legs moved, he immediately remembered that Xue Pan was beside him, so he could only put them down.
Demeanor, be sure to pay attention to demeanor!
Xiao Han and Xue Pan's small table had few people, so it was passable, but the big table next to it made people's hands fly like crab claws, and their angry faces were the same color as crab shells!
After desperately grabbing the last crab, the fool immediately spat on it, thus declaring its final ownership!
Looking at the extremely regretful men on the seats, Xiao Han suddenly felt: Those crabs that ran into the paddy fields should not have to worry, or in other words, it should be the crabs' turn to worry!
Sure enough, in China, the best way to eliminate a species is to turn it into a delicacy.
He casually picked up a crab leg on the table and clasped it between his teeth. Xiao Han said to Xue Pan with a whisper: "This thing should be eaten fresh, not as a meal! Besides, crabs are cold in nature, so it is not suitable to eat too much.
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Xue Pan threw down the last crab claw, stretched out his hand to touch his flat belly, and smiled at Xiao Han: "It's up to you! But these crabs that are only steamed are indeed more delicious than those marinated in sugar."
Xiao Han followed Xue Pan's hand with a stern look in his eyes, and did not forget to nod and answer: "That's right, don't even look at who did it, that's what those country bumpkins can't compare to!"
Xue Pan noticed Xiao Han's eyes, her face flushed slightly, she glanced at him, straightened her clothes and said: "You are bragging, you have the ability to call them country bumpkins in front of those people!"
Xiao Han didn't have the slightest bit of embarrassment about being seen through, and still pretended to be alright: "What? Sage Kong said that if three people are walking together, there must be my teacher! In the food industry, what's wrong with me teaching the underachievers? You can insult me
My knowledge cannot insult my gourmet food. Who in Chang'an doesn't know the name of Xiao Mansion's gourmet food?"
"Okay, okay, okay, you are great, you are good at everything! Let's get over it!" Xue Pan comforted Xiao Han like a child, but even a fool could hear the perfunctory tone inside.
Knowledge? What’s the use of insult? Apart from his occasionally stunning poems, is Xiao Han knowledgeable? A person who doesn’t even know the Four Books and Five Classics, do you expect him to be knowledgeable?
The night is full of stars, a bright moon hangs high in the night sky, and unknown insects all around are chirping happily.
Xiao Han couldn't get enough of the bright moon in the Tang Dynasty.
The noisy dinner was over, leaving only a mess on the ground. Occasionally, a drunk man could be heard yelling, but he soon seemed to have his mouth covered and dragged away far away.
Xiaoqi was scurrying around under the table. He was a little annoyed that there were no bones that he liked to eat today, and his good friend Xiaoji was not in the shed either. This made him even more angry. He wanted to howl at the bright moon, but then he remembered the last time he was eaten.
After waking up, Xiao Han had a painful experience of being chased and beaten, so he could only drag his tail and run out to find a random pile of straw to lie down on.
People in the Tang Dynasty used to go to bed early and get up early. After Xiao Han sent Xue Pan back to his room, the surroundings were already quiet.
Xiao Han returned to the door of his room alone and was not in a hurry to enter the house. He habitually sat on the steps in front of the door and looked at the night sky to reminisce about his past self.
As time in Datang grew longer, he had almost forgotten those things in his mind.
Sometimes Xiao Han can't tell whether it is just a dream? Although it is somewhat real and somewhat long!
Someone came next to him and gently put a coat on him.
It's just that Xiao Han was still silent in his own world at this time, unable to extricate himself, without any reaction to the things around him.
Xue Pan, who had left and returned, glanced at Xiao Han distressedly and sat down gently leaning on him, wanting to give him a little support.
Just now, she came out and saw Xiao Han on the threshold, and she clearly felt a sense of loneliness reaching her soul.
This feeling of loneliness was so profound, as if he was the only one left in the whole world.
Xue Pan didn't know why she felt this way, but she believed her feeling was correct!
The person next to you may not be as happy in his heart as he shows! I cannot share his sorrow, but I can be by his side when he is weak.
Memories are like a big river. Once it starts, information that he thought he had forgotten comes flooding in, overwhelming Xiao Han. When he wakes up again, the moon is already in the sky.
One shoulder was a little numb. Xiao Han turned his head carefully and looked over, only to see a peaceful sleeping face.
However, Xue Pan stayed by his side for so long that he fell asleep unknowingly.
For fear of waking up the people around him, Xiao Han adjusted his posture very carefully, gently picked her up by the waist, and then sent her to her room.
The nights are cool in autumn, so you may catch a cold if you sleep outside.
The room was a little dark, with only one candle lit, and more than half of it was already burned.
Xiao Ai ran away to nowhere. Ever since she came here to get to know Xiao Lian, Xiao Han rarely saw her.
I don’t know what this little girl is busy with all day long. Even Xiao Lian, who usually tidies Xiao Han’s clothes and quilts every day, is distracted by her, and her work becomes more and more hasty and scribbled.
Xue Pan was sleeping so soundly in his arms that Xiao Han gently placed her on the bed before she woke up.
Gently taking off her shoes and socks, and covering her with a quilt, Xiao Han suddenly smiled when looking at the beautiful girl like Sleeping Beauty, leaned over and gave her a peck on the forehead.
Perhaps sensing something strange, the sleeping Xue Pan's eyelashes twitched slightly, which frightened Xiao Han's heart. He quickly blew out the candles on the table, got up and walked out the door.
In the darkness, Xue Pan, who had been sleeping soundly just now, suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the door that was gradually closing, and let out a sigh of relief.
She had already woken up when Xiao Han hugged her, but because she didn't know how to face that situation, she kept pretending to be asleep until now.
"If he had just asked for that... would I...?"
"Hey..."
Thinking about the situation just now, Xue Pan meowed like a kitten, his whole face was burning, and it was no use burying his head in the quilt.
How could you think of such a thing?!
By the way, Xiao Han left Xue Pan's room like a thief. He was calming down and heading to his own room when he suddenly found that in the side room at the other end, a man with half his body stretched out was about to shrink back.
Xiao Han wondered: "Steward Lu? You..."
The guy paused suddenly, and then slowly turned his head towards Xiao Han: "Ahem, Mr. Marquis, the moonlight is beautiful tonight, the old slave is admiring the moon, admiring the moon!"
Xiao Han looked up at the bright moon that had been obscured by clouds, and suddenly realized: "Oh ~ admiring the moon? Me too! I didn't look carefully in my room, so I came here to see if I could get a clearer view..."
"Ah ha ha……"
The two guys who had their own secrets laughed, and then Butler Lu closed the window and Xiao Han went back to the room. When they were about to lose sight of each other, the two of them said good night to each other in a hypocritical manner. It is estimated that if there is a narration at this time, the two of them will feel
I still think the same thing: I believe you are the ghost!
