Su Xiaoxiao was thinking about the appropriate words in her mind, preparing to persuade Zhao Rong.

When she heard the question, her little head suddenly dropped, and she picked up the small rice bowl and started eating it.

Well who is the most beautiful?

The chopsticks in Su Xiaoxiao's hand pushed the hot white rice into her mouth.

At the same time, her cute fox eyes slightly rolled up, looking at a certain lover who had said she was the most beautiful and lovely when he coaxed her to eat his sweets.

The little fox demon who loves red clothes even more than men has her unblinking eyes.

The peach cheeks are getting more and more bulging.

My mouth is full of white rice, and I am not afraid of choking to death...

The first little fox demon in the history of the Suhu tribe was choked to death? Leave him alone...

Su Xiaoxiao:~(gt;_lt;)~

On the other side, under the dining table, Concubine Zhao Ling's bare hand, which was originally going to be on Lord Rafe's sleeve, quietly put it down and put it back on her jade leg.

Then the bare hand gently wrinkled the fabric of the lotus pink skirt on her legs, then raised it again, pinched the chopsticks, and carefully connected it with the bare hand underneath.

Zhao Lingfei took a bite of food and put it into the rice bowl that was currently frozen in the air in her husband's hand.

During this period, except for the moment when she raised her autumn eyes and glanced at Zhao Rong, who seemed to be embarrassed, Zhao Lingfei kept her eyes slightly lowered throughout the whole process, intently looking at the chopsticks for her husband to pick out his favorite dishes.

After placing the dishes, she tilted her head and glanced at the many delicacies on the table as if nothing had happened.

As if thinking about what dish to feed her husband next...

Concubine Zhao Ling pursed her red lips and remained silent beside Zhao Rong.

Well, it seems that I am afraid of disturbing my husband to think of a correct answer that is fair and equitable, and there is no doubt that there is a bird eating the bird's food.

A young Confucian scholar:…………

A little further away from the table, facing Zhao Rong who had insisted not to drink Bing Niang wine, Zhu Yourong was about to lightly open her lips. The next second, after hearing Shopkeeper Zhao's question, she turned her head slightly without any pause.

, smiled at Bing Niang and said:

“My boss’s cooking skills are really good.”

After finishing her words, Zhu Yourong tasted another dish with a smile on her lips, then she turned to look at the old-fashioned girl beside her.

I saw Yu Huaijin chewing his rice quietly and carefully from beginning to end.

Eat without talking.

As a result, the woman in Confucian robes also became speechless when she saw that the wise man was thoughtful.

She lowered her head slightly and took the bowl to eat. After chewing the fragrant cheeks for a few times, she raised her eyes from time to time and glanced at Zhao Rong with a smile on her lips.

Zhu Yourong, who had always been elegant and calm, had a slightly curious look on his face, as if he was unaware of the strangely quiet atmosphere at the table, and was looking forward to what someone would say next...

On the side, Li Xueyou, who had been having a meal with a transparent and quiet person, pricked up her ears, then quietly raised her head and glanced at Zhao Rong...

However, on the field at this moment, when faced with this question suddenly raised by Zhao Xifu, Zhao Qian's reaction was very dull unlike others.

Similar to a certain old-fashioned girl.

Zhao Qian'er glanced at the dignified and virtuous young lady serving food to someone, and curled her lips.

Huh, since the lady is here anyway, she must be ranked second.

Even when Da Li asked Rong'er brother who was more beautiful between her and the young lady, he swore that they were both beautiful.

But Big Pig's Hoof is Big Pig's Hoof. We grew up together, so how can the little girl know about him?

Xiao Qian'er has already seen through everything, and she is so sensible that it makes people feel distressed...

Wow, she is just a second lady, how can she compare to someone's eldest lady... Zhao Qian'er thought sourly and sniffed, but suddenly, she let out a light sigh and glanced at Zhao Rong.

Brother Rong'er didn't answer immediately. Was he... hesitating? This is not like him.

Zhao Qian'er had some doubts, but soon she snorted twice again, oh, the little girl gloated about her misfortune and took aim at a certain big pig's hooves...

At the moment, when facing all the women, they either act as if nothing has happened, or they stare directly at them without concealing their gazes.

Zhao Rong's hand holding the wine glass shook twice.

The surface of this glass of Bing Niang wine makes waves, but they are nothing compared to the waves in someone's heart...

Good guys, you guys are coming to the rescue now. Where was that energy just now?

Especially you, Zhu Yourong, who was promised to be both a teacher and a friend, and you went to all lengths for your close friend... But what do you look like now? You still follow Qingjun Xiaoxiao to fool around... Are you afraid that this young master will not be cooled quickly enough?

He couldn't help but complain in his heart, it was all complaints.

At this moment, Zhao Rong opened his eyes.

Because I actually saw a short girl in blue with her hands on her hips, wrinkled nose, and a threatening look on her face.

Jingzi looked at him with the same expression of intimidation.

Zhao Rong suddenly became energetic, no longer submissive, and chose to strike hard!

He glared hard at the pouty Jingzi,

Good guy, your little girl's hair has not even grown, so you still have the nerve to threaten me with your breasts? Well, you should be involved in this, but you dare to step on me. Don't talk about your small breasts...

The girl in blue was treated as a soft persimmon, but she was not the one to give in. Well, at least not when her husband and Sister Yu were present.

So there was no way she could show weakness. She immediately put her hands on her hips and pursed her lips, stared back, and muttered:

"Hey Zhao Rong, I want to ask you a question. Who is the most beautiful? Tell me quickly."

The two stared at each other.

Zhao Rong curled his lips disdainfully, "Children, don't interfere with adults' affairs. Wait, you don't think you have a chance, do you?"

Jingzi: "???"

The little girl yelled: "You are finished, you thief, I will kill you!"

Zhao Rong deliberately delayed time, spoke in a sinister tone, and used the three successful powers that He Gui had argued with.

He fanned the flames and said: "Hurry up, those who are timid are useless."

Jingzi was furious. She didn't even realize that these words were taking advantage of her, but she was already furious. At this moment, she grabbed the spoon and chopsticks and immediately jumped off the chair to fight with someone.

Determine male and female.

But the next second, he was stopped by a certain old-fashioned girl.

"Jingzi. Stop making trouble and eat." Yu Huaijin pulled the girl in blue back to her seat. The latter hugged her chest and panted, groaning.

Yu Huaijin comforted him with a few words, then raised her head and glanced at Zhao Rong. Her eyes were somewhat meaningful, as if she could see his intention to change the subject. She shook her head slightly and said nothing.

But a certain unshaven man from the shopkeeper was impatient to wait.

He waved his hand and muttered:

"Okay, Mao boy, stop rambling for me. I want to ask you a question. Have you been thinking about such a simple question for a long time? Who do you think is the most beautiful here!"

Zhao Rong glanced at Zhao Xifu, then looked down at the drink, but didn't say anything immediately.

He felt that this question was simply poisonous, because no matter how he answered, it would end in half his life...

The most important thing about this question is not who is the most beautiful, but...his 'feeling' and attitude.

What, you ask, isn't Bing Niang present? The shopkeeper Zhao who does all the work for him is also like a henpeck... Hey, why is it "ye", and who else is it?

Well, this is not important. What is important is that Zhao Rong feels that this shopkeeper Zhao cannot be both a strict wife and a fool at the same time. How rare is this?

So really saying "Sister Bing Niang is the most beautiful" can solve this "simple problem"?

Zhao Rong glanced at Zhao Xifu who looked calm...

At this time, the air in Xia Chongzhai fell into brief silence again.

However, Zhao Lingfei, Su Xiaoxiao, Zhu Yourong and other women looked at Zhao Rong in an unhurried and unhurried way, without any urging or dissatisfaction.

Well, considerately give someone time to think carefully, conduct rigorous research, and organize the most correct words.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Rong darkened his face.

But of course it was impossible to glare at them like he had just punched the little girl.

The next moment, he suddenly turned around: "Shopkeeper Zhao."

Zhao Xifu squinted his eyes at him, "What do you want me to do?"

Zhao Rong smiled, "Didn't the shopkeeper say that he likes rules the most? Then I would like to ask if there are any rules for this simple question, such as how to judge right and wrong, and what are the rewards and punishments?"

Zhao Xifu raised his eyebrows slightly, picked up his chopsticks, and took a bite of food.

He chewed slowly, then raised his head and glanced at Zhao Rong, as if he suddenly said:

"Oh, I almost forgot to tell you, look at my memory... First of all, I have my own way of knowing whether what you said is true or false. And the rules, well, it's very simple, it's like this, I'm not embarrassed at all.

you."

The shopkeeper, who looked like an angry uncle with a shaggy beard, grinned.
To be continued...