When Yan Bing finished explaining the making of soap and straw paper, the evening drum began to ring...
Yan Bing doesn’t care about the curfew, after all, what she says here is the final word.
But it is an objective fact that I can't catch up with dinner when I get home late. I can only exchange a few last greetings with everyone, and then hurried back. But as soon as I arrived at the door, Yan Bing felt something was wrong...
First, when entering the door, Wang Li and Zhou Zeng bowed to her. The smiling eyes and the amazingly curved corners of their mouths made people feel the urge to rush up and slap them immediately. Then they entered the front yard and saw the old man and Feng Chen and Lu Liang whispering, and when the three of them saw her, they immediately dispersed unnaturally.
Finally, I saw Li Lingyue squatting at the door of her room, leaning on her chin, and her blushing cheeks...
Yan Bing asked himself that question again...
This family... can I go back to...
Otherwise I don't want this yard...
I'll move to Young Hyun Court...
Just as Zhao Cheng was thinking about the meal, he asked everyone to have dinner, and Yan Bing had to bite the bullet and walk to the backyard and slowly sit in his seat.
When everyone took their seats, Ling Yue was not on the table.
Without waiting for Yan Bing to ask, the old man complained first.
"I don't know what happened, Lingyue didn't come for lunch. I won't come for this night. Don't starve the child anymore. Qihua, go and call her over for dinner."
Yan Bing knew that the old man was intentional, and he asked directly: "Master, do you really think it's appropriate for the disciple to go now?"
After all, the best way to alleviate embarrassment is to ignore it and dilute it with time.
If Yan Bing gets over again at this moment, it will only add fuel to the fire, and in the end the trouble both of them can't stay in the yard and they will part with one beat.
The old man stroked his beard and pondered for a while. He seemed to have figured out this truth. He slowly said, "It's not suitable... Qihua, please order more dishes in the bowl and go to the house to eat..." After saying that, he turned his head and said to Lu Liang without waiting for Yan Bing to speak, "You go and call Lingyue, just say that I'm calling her to come for dinner! Don't say extra nonsense!"
When Lu Liang heard this, he looked at his junior sister, then said "Oh", put down the bowls and chopsticks, and walked slowly towards the front yard, trying to leave more time for Yan Bing to order food.
But Yan Bing was not an honest person who obeyed the rules, so he immediately complained to the old man.
"Master! I am your apprentice!! 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 and eat!" The old man ignored her at all.
Yan Bing had no choice but to start picking up food into the bowl with grievance.
The dignified Duke of Ding was so sad that he was not even qualified to serve on the table.
Feng Chen seemed to be a little unable to bear it anymore, so he quickly stood up and picked up something like a long bone strip, put it in Yan Bing's bowl, and said with a smile: "Eat this, Senior Brother, I went to the market early in the morning to buy it for you! It took almost two hours to stew it out of the pot!!"
Yan Bing looked at the eldest brother with tears in his eyes and said with emotion: "It's the eldest brother who loves me the most..." Then he looked down at the meat strips in the bowl, looking like he had never eaten them before, so he had to ask weakly: "Senior Brother, what is this?"
"Sheep whip! Great replenishment!" Feng Chen's head continued to stuff the second sheep whip into her bowl without raising his head...
Yan Bing was stunned...
"I can't pass this life!! I won't eat it anymore!!!" Yan Bing slapped the bowl on the table, ran into his room without looking back, and closed the door heavily.
The old man is still finishing the blow in the yard.
"You are not allowed to come out before we finish eating!!!"
Yan Bing was stabbed in this knife and covered her chest in the room, unable to speak for a long time...
I just feel like I was suddenly occupied by a magpie's nest...
Outside the house, there were laughter and laughter from a group of people at the dining table.
Yan Bing could only stay hungry, wrapped in a quilt, and huddled alone at the foot of the bed.
That's so pitiful...
Until there was no movement outside the house, Yan Bing slowly opened a crack in the door. Just as he saw that the eldest brother and the fifteenth brother had already started to close the plate, he hurriedly pushed the door open and jumped out and shouted: "Senior brother!! Senior brother!! Junior sister hasn't eaten yet!!!"
Feng Chen glanced at Yan Bing and continued to walk towards the kitchen without looking back.
Lu Liang shook his head helplessly, held a bowl covered with a plate, walked to Yan Bing near, handed it over and said softly, "Senior brothers have kept it for you long ago! Can you still be hungry?"
Yan Bing trembled and took the bowl handed by Lu Liang. The warmth of the food came from his hand. It seemed that it had prepared for her for a long time. Unconsciously, he was moved again...
"Take it back into the house and eat it, give it to the chopsticks." Lu Liang finished speaking softly, and then took a few plates of leftover vegetables to the kitchen.
Yan Bing hurriedly dealt with him in the canteen of Yingxian Court on noon that day, and now he was already hungry and pressed his chest against his back.
He hurriedly smiled and returned to the room with the bowl. He put it gently on the table and lifted the plate.
I saw a layer of meat and vegetables on the thick rice, which was full of color and colorful. I immediately felt my stomach and intestines, and I picked up the chopsticks and feasted.
Just as I was having fun, I suddenly felt something was wrong.
Why do chopsticks poke the bottom of the bowl and there are hard things? Is there a world of people inside???
I hurriedly picked up the rice and found out.
I saw that the bottom of the bowl was covered with a layer of layers...
Sheep whip...
"grass--!!!"
Yan Bing shouted loudly and put the bowl on the table!
Covering his face with both hands, he was in tears.
But I was still roaring with hunger. In the end, I forced myself to hold back my tears, ate a bowl of rice, jumped onto the bed, and fell asleep!!
The next morning, I got up and practiced swordsmanship.
After practicing until noon, he didn't wait for the old man to open his mouth, so he took the bowl, picked up the meat and vegetables and brought it back to his house, and set up a place for Li Lingyue.
It was still the case when it was supper, and I never complained.
After several days, there was no change.
Only Feng Chen and Lu Liang felt cold behind their backs and muttered to themselves.
After all, Yan Bing is so vengeful that they have seen...
This period of silence and distraction will only make them feel more and more uneasy.
But the old man disagreed at all. He should eat and drink, and ignored the concerns raised by Feng Chen and Lu Liang.
"I am her master, what else can she do? I'm poisoning me!? Get out of the way to practice swords! Look at how hard your junior sister has been working hard recently, and look at you both! The dark circles are coming out, and I don't know what to think about if I don't sleep at night!!"
Feng Chen and Lu Liang looked at each other and thought to themselves: Didn’t we tell you what we are thinking about just now!??
But I couldn't persuade the stubborn old man, so I could only wait for death helplessly...
So is Yan Bing really as they thought?
certainly………
That's right!!
Yan Bing's tolerance these days is silently digging a big hole.
Just wait for the time to get ripe and let out a sigh of anger!!
you……
No one wants to run away!!!
Yan Bing squatted in the corner of the wall, holding his rice bowl while smirking...