Zhao Rong felt that he still underestimated the scumbag's current speed.

It's like being restrained by the heavenly laws of this world.

One second it was sunny and windy, and the sky was clear, and I was finishing my meal in a good mood; the next second it was dark clouds and stormy weather, and we were about to welcome the last supper.

At this time, on the left side of the corner of the Xia Chongzhai hall, because of Zhao Qian'er's inquiry and Su Xiaoxiao's hesitation, the atmosphere in the table almost completely solidified in just a few breaths.

Zhao Rong was the only one standing at the table because he was serving rice.

At this moment, his expression was calm, but actually he was panicking inside.

I just felt that standing alone was very conspicuous, but I didn't dare to sit down suddenly at this moment.

He was looking down at the rice bowl in his hand intently. Then, imitating the reactions of Fan Yushu, Jia Tengying and others, he opened his eyes a little wider, then turned his head slightly as if after realizing it, and looked at Su Xiaoxiao and Su Xiaoxiao who were confronting each other.

Zhao Qianer and two girls.

Then there was some just right look of doubt and curiosity on his face.

But the scene in front of him made Zhao Rong, who was pretending to have a fake expression but anxiously thinking about countermeasures, almost unable to hold back.

A little fox demon who was as timid as his name couldn't stand Zhao Qian'er's pressing gaze, so he moved his eyes slightly and dodged.

When a person is in a dangerous and unfamiliar environment, she will subconsciously look towards familiar things and people who make her feel at ease.

There is no doubt that the person Su Xiaoxiao is most attracted to on the field at this time is Zhao Rong. Then she can't help but look at him, and then...

Zhao Rong couldn't help but think of the weird conjecture that came to his mind not long ago.

Could it be that Qingjun really wanted to murder her husband? Or should he and Xiaoxiao kill him and fly together? Good guy, just... can't you take me with you?

He secretly complained in his heart... If it couldn't be done, he could only bite the bullet...

Just when Zhao Rong gritted his teeth and was about to make a move.

"Are you talking about...this?" A woman in a scholar's shirt suddenly said.

She had been staring at the hot food on the table for a long time. At this time, she turned her head leisurely while making a sound, with a smile on her lips.

Zhu Yourong gestured to the pair of chopsticks that also had square edges in his hand, placed them neatly flat in the palm of his hand, then covered them with the other palm, and started rubbing them gently under the eyes of Zhao Lingfei, Zhao Qian'er and everyone.

She nodded lightly and pointed her chin to Su Xiaoxiao, who was at a loss. "I taught this girl. When I first met her, she was so stupid that she couldn't even catch her with chopsticks. I taught her step by step, and she learned nothing."

Pretty fast.”

The woman in Confucian robes looked at Concubine Zhao Ling, with a gentle and gentle smile like a gentleman. She rubbed the chopsticks with her jade hands for a moment, then placed the two chopsticks between her jade fingers and started spinning them casually.

I learned this from Zhao Rong a few days ago. In his previous life, the latter often practiced this pen-turning technique in seclusion in a foreign language class.

But it is obvious that at this time, the woman in Confucian shirt has become better than her predecessor.

Her five fingers were green and green, and her two chopsticks were like butterflies, dancing nimbly between her fingers.

It instantly attracted everyone's attention.

Zhao Lingfei looked at her for a while, then turned to look at Su Xiaoxiao.

The little fox demon was just breathing a sigh of relief. When he saw it, he nodded quickly and said, "That's right. Thank you Mr. Zhu. I'm so stupid, but you have been teaching me patiently, and... you've taught me...

I embroider women's red needles, and "

As if she was afraid that Zhao Lingfei and Zhao Qian'er wouldn't believe it, she told him many things at once, but in fact it was Zhao Rong who taught him.

Zhu Yourong roughly knew Su Xiaoxiao's innocent and panic-stricken thoughts at this time, but when he heard her talk about "embroidered needlework red", he couldn't help but frown slightly, surprised and confused... You will still teach this?

Zhu Yourong wanted to look at someone, but he held back... He even talked about the affairs of his daughter's family. Well, he will have to ask for advice later.

Although she was thinking this in her heart, she had experienced big scenes, but she was calm and composed at the moment, not showing off at all. Instead, she picked up a chopstick and tapped Su Xiaoxiao's head affectionately, laughing.

He said angrily:

"Okay, if you ever see me outside again, I'll knock you all over the head and you'll become a really stupid girl."

After finishing the joke, Zhu Yourong stopped looking at Su Xiaoxiao, who was covering his head and making no sound. He turned to Zhao Lingfei and Zhao Qianer and said proactively:

"Before coming to Wangquezhou, Xuanji and I went to many places together. We walked around and heard about many interesting and weird customs."

She spoke slowly and paused for a moment.

"Mr. Zhu, it turns out you have been to my parents' hometown."

At this time, Zhao Rong spoke with a happy expression on his face. Zhao Lingfei and others looked at him sideways. He had stopped speaking appropriately, as if expressing his emotions, but he did not say too much information.

Zhu Yourong kept smiling, nodded slightly, and took the opportunity to think carefully about someone's chat over tea one day...

"Nan Xiaoyaozhou, um, yes, Nanxiaozhou, right? Is it the hometown of Miss Zhao's close elder?"

Zhu Yourong chuckled at Concubine Zhao Ling.

The latter pursed his lips, exchanged glances with Zhao Qian'er, turned around, and nodded,

How could he understand me so well? Such a tacit understanding... Although Zhu Yourong had already expected that he would respond tactfully, she still couldn't help but sigh with sadness in her still and silent heart.

The youngest female gentleman in the academy didn't know what she was sighing about.

It's just that I want to write for no reason at this time, to calm my mind and calm down the slight waves of melancholy or sadness in my heart.

But today, I have agreed to Zhao Rong to help bring a certain silly little fox demon to have a meal with his wife.

It is difficult to deny the request of a close friend.

At this moment, Zhu Yourong put down his chopsticks and smiled at Yu Huaijin, who had been silent and waiting: "Xuanji, do you still remember the custom of rubbing chopsticks in the north of Nanxiaoyaozhou?"

Yu Huaijin raised her eyes and glanced at the teacher. She was very resistant to helping a certain scumbag, but she remembered his frank words with that little girl Su before.

Under the gazes of everyone, the old-fashioned girl pursed her lips and shook her head slightly, "Forgot."

Zhu Yourong was still smiling, because he didn't really want Yu Huaijin's help, but to bring someone in to increase his persuasiveness and give someone a chance to interrupt...

"It's normal for Brother Yu to forget. After all, I followed Mr. Zhu for such a long journey to so many places, and my hometown is just one of them." Zhao Rong smiled and said to Yu Huaijin, pretending to comfort him, and finally

The conversation changed:

"But Mr. Zhu has such a good memory that he still remembers it. In my hometown, we often rub chopsticks with our hands before eating. I heard my mother say that it seems to be good for the body.

"There are many acupuncture points on the hands, and chopsticks mostly have square edges. Rubbing them regularly can massage the acupuncture points..."

Zhao Rong took the opportunity to reveal everything he knew in a serious tone.

Zhu Yourong listened with a smile and nodded from time to time.

Everyone, including Zhao Lingfei and Zhao Qianer, listened quietly or curiously and looked at the two of them.

When Zhao Rong finished his words, Zhu Yourong chuckled and said: "Well, this custom is interesting and has some truth. When I heard about it at the time, I was deeply impressed. Until now, I still try it every time before a meal."

Su Xiaoxiao thought that the secret was about to be revealed, but she never expected that Zhao Lang and Mr. Zhu could operate like this. She stared blankly at their tacit confidants.

At this time, Zhu Yourong stretched out his green finger again, poked the little fox demon who was stunned, and joked:

"But this silly girl, when I taught her how to hold chopsticks, I casually changed her mouth, and she followed the imperial edict and followed every meal. She is such a silly girl, but she is also really cute."

"I see, that's a coincidence. Qingjun Qian'er and I have been taken together by my mother since we were children. We have become accustomed to rubbing chopsticks. We never thought that we would encounter the same person during today's meal, haha,

Miss Su, you can come to have dinner with Mr. Zhu more often in the future. Qingjun Qianer and I will treat you as our own family and go and see you again."

Zhao Rong smiled and shook his head, and handed the rice bowls he had held for a long time to Zhao Lingfei and Su Xiaoxiao respectively.

Zhao Lingfei glanced at him, reached out to take it, and then habitually scooped some of the rice in her bowl into Zhao Rong's bowl, as if she couldn't eat too much.

And he clearly knows how much she eats, but he always packs a lot of food for her, and he also says something about being fat and fat in vain. However, if Zhu Yourong and the others were not present, Zhao Rong would still be in her ear when the two of them were in the world.

Next, he said some sweet words like a hooligan that made her blush, such as the bigger the better in a certain canteen...

Su Xiaoxiao was covering the lightly poked Bai Jie's forehead with her small hand, and at this time, she lowered her head and took the bowl.

She couldn't help but turn her fox eyes up, and she bravely glanced at Zhao Rong. She always felt that this heartless man and a bad guy had something in his words, but she had reluctantly agreed to him in the afternoon, and it was not convenient to vent her anger at the dinner table at this time.

"Hmm." The little fox demon responded with a cute nasal voice.

Not long after, Zhu Yourong took the opportunity to talk about the interesting things that happened between her and Yu Huaijin on the road to other continents, and everyone listened curiously.

Zhao Rong, Zhao Lingfei and Zhao Qian'er listened intently and seemed to no longer worry about what Su Xiaoxiao was doing with chopsticks. He breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but give a grateful look to the elegant-speaking woman in scholar's shirt.

It's just that Zhu Yourong didn't look at him, he was talking eloquently, his face was elegant.

The food and bowls and chopsticks were prepared, and soon everyone started to eat.

Concubine Zhao Ling summoned Bing Niang and Shopkeeper Zhao from the other end of the hall and invited them to eat together. It took a lot of words to get Bing Niang to agree, but Shopkeeper Zhao looked carefree and did everything he could.

After everyone was seated, Zhao Lingfei introduced the dishes on the table to Zhao Rong, Zhu Yourong and others.

There was a somewhat embarrassed look on her pretty face.

This woman with autumn eyes only said that most of the dishes on this table were made by Bing Niang, but some of them were cooked by her herself. She had tried them recently and followed the recipes carefully because she rarely invited them before.

When people eat, they have never done it a few times. At most, they have only practiced it secretly for someone in private.

Zhao Lingfei was a little shy and sincerely asked everyone not to blame if it doesn't taste good.

Zhao Rong on the side accidentally saw Qing Jun's clenched hand hidden under the table. His expression was as usual, but under the table he reached out to cover her hand and shook it.

Zhao Lingfei paused for a moment, feeling the warmth on the back of her hand, and couldn't help but turn to her sweetheart.

Everyone saw Zhao Rong grabbing the chopsticks with his other hand and taking the lead in tasting the dishes cooked by Zhao Lingfei's delicate hands.
To be continued...