By the time Yan Bing finished explaining how to make soap and straw paper, the drums started to beat...
Yan Bing didn't care about the curfew, after all, she had the final say here.
But it was an objective fact that he would miss dinner if he came home late. He could only exchange a few final words with everyone and then hurried back. But as soon as he arrived at the door, Yan Bing felt something was wrong...
First, when they entered the door, Wang Li and Zhou Zeng saluted her. Their smiling eyes and amazingly curved mouth corners made people have the urge to rush up and slap them. Then they entered the front yard and saw the old man and Feng Chen.
Lu Liang and the other two were whispering, but as soon as the three of them saw her, they immediately dispersed unnaturally.
Finally, I saw Li Lingyue squatting at the door of his room, leaning on his chin, his deliberately evasive eyes, and his blushing cheeks...
Yan Bing asked himself that question again...
This home... can I still go back...
Otherwise, I don’t want this yard anymore…
Let me move to Yingxianyuan...
While he was thinking about it, Zhao Cheng called everyone to eat, so Yan Bing had no choice but to walk to the backyard and slowly sit on his seat.
When everyone was seated, Lingyue was still not on the table.
Without waiting for Yan Bing to ask, the old man complained first.
"I don't know what happened to this girl Lingyue. She didn't come to eat at noon. She won't come this evening. Don't starve the child anymore. Qihua, go and call her over for dinner."
Yan Bing knew that the old man did this on purpose and was not ambiguous, so he asked directly: "Master, do you really think it is appropriate for my disciple to go now?"
After all, the best way to alleviate embarrassment is to ignore it and use time to dilute it.
If Yan Bing gets close to each other again at this moment, it will only add fuel to the fire. In the end, the two of them can no longer stay in the yard and break up.
The old man stroked his beard and pondered for a while. He seemed to have understood the truth and said slowly: "It's really not appropriate... Qihua, please put more vegetables in the bowl and go to the house to eat..."
After saying that, without waiting for Yan Bing to reply, he turned to Lu Liang and said: "Go and call Lingyue, just say that I called her to come to dinner! Don't talk unnecessary nonsense!"
When Lu Liang heard this, he looked at his junior sister, then said "Oh", put down the bowl and chopsticks, and walked slowly to the front yard, trying to give Yan Bing more time to pick the vegetables.
But Yan Bing was not an honest person who obeyed his advice, so he immediately complained to the old man.
"Master! I am your disciple!! Even if she is your granddaughter! That's what she did!!" Yan Bing looked aggrieved.
"Stop talking nonsense! Hurry up and squat in the corner to eat!" The old man ignored her at all.
Yan Bing had no choice but to feel aggrieved and began to put vegetables into the bowl.
It is so sad that the dignified Duke Ding is so miserable that he is no longer even qualified to eat at the table...
Feng Chen seemed to be a little bit unable to bear it anymore, so he quickly stood up, picked up something like a long bone, put it into Yan Bing's bowl, and said with a smile: "Eat this, senior brother went to the market to buy it for you early in the morning!
It took almost two hours to stew before it was ready!!”
Yan Bing looked at his senior brother with tears in his eyes, and said movedly: "Senior brother still loves me the most..." Then he lowered his head and looked at the long meat strips in the bowl. They looked like they had never eaten them before, so he had to ask weakly.
He said: "Elder brother, what is this?"
"Sheep whip! Great tonic!" Feng Chen continued to stuff the second sheep whip into her bowl without raising her head...
Yan Bing was stunned...
"I can't live like this!! I won't eat!!!" Yan Bing slapped the bowl on the table, ran into his room without looking back, and slammed the door.
The old man was still finishing his wounds in the yard.
"You are not allowed to come out until we have finished eating!!!"
Yan Bing, who was stabbed by the knife, was holding his chest in the room and was speechless for a long time...
I just felt like I was suddenly occupied by a dove...
A group of people laughing and chatting at the dinner table could be heard outside the house.
But Yan Bing could only go hungry, wrapped in a quilt, and huddled at the foot of the bed.
That's pitiful...
It wasn't until there was absolutely no movement outside that Yan Bing slowly opened the door a crack. When he saw that his senior brother and his fifteenth senior brother had already begun to collect the plates, he quickly opened the door and jumped out and shouted: "Senior brother!!
Feng Chen glanced at Yan Bing and continued walking to the kitchen carrying the dishes without looking back.
Lu Liang shook his head helplessly and walked up to Yan Bing with a bowl covered with a plate. He handed it over and said softly: "Senior brothers have already left it for you! I can really make you hungry."
Can’t do it??”
Yan Bing tremblingly took the sea bowl handed over by Lu Liang. The warmth of the food came to her hands. She saw that it was prepared for her a long time ago. Unknowingly, she was touched again...
"Hurry up and take it back to the house to eat. Here are the chopsticks." After Lu Liang said softly, he went to the kitchen with a few plates of leftovers.
Yan Bing had a quick meal at the Yingxianyuan cafeteria at noon that day, and now his chest was pressed to his back with hunger.
He hurriedly smiled and returned to the room with the sea bowl. Like a thief, he gently placed it on the table and opened the plate.
I saw a thick layer of meat and vegetables spread on top of the thick rice. The color was delicious and colorful. My stomach was filled with excitement. I picked up my chopsticks and started to eat.
I was enjoying my meal when I suddenly felt something was not right.
Why is it that when the chopsticks hit the bottom of the bowl, there is still something hard?? Could it be that there is something inside???
I quickly opened the rice and took a closer look.
I saw that the bottom of the bowl was covered with a layer of...
Sheep whip...
"grass--!!!"
Yan Bing shouted loudly and threw the bowl on the table!
Covering his face with his hands, he wanted to cry but had no tears.
But my stomach was still growling with hunger, so I finally held back my tears, ate the whole bowl of food, jumped on the bed, and fell asleep!!
The next morning, I got up and practiced swordplay.
After practicing until noon, he didn't even wait for the old man to open his mouth. He took the initiative to hold the bowl, filled the meat and vegetables, and took it back to his house to make room for Li Lingyue.
At dinner, it was still the same, and there was never a word of complaint.
For several days, there was no change.
Feng Chen and Lu Liang could only see chills in their backs, muttering to themselves.
After all, they have seen how vengeful Yan Bing is...
Being silent and silent during this period will only make them more and more uneasy.
But the old man didn't take it seriously at all. He ate and drank when he should, and turned a deaf ear to all the concerns raised by Feng Chen and Lu Liang.
"I am her master, what else can she do? Poison me!?? Go away and practice sword practice! Look at how hard you junior sisters have been lately, and look at you two! The dark circles are coming out under your eyes. You don't even know what to do if you don't sleep at night.
Think about something!!”
Feng Chen and Lu Liang looked at each other and said to themselves: Didn’t we just tell you what we are thinking about!!??
But he couldn't persuade this stubborn old man, so he could only wait for death silently...
So is Yan Bing really what they think?
certainly………
That's right!!
Yan Bing's forbearance these days was just digging a big hole silently.
Just wait for the time to come and vent your anger!!
you……
No one can escape!!!
Yan Bing squatted in the corner, hugging his rice bowl and grinning evilly...
