As the exquisite dishes of eight cold and eight hot came up, no one spoke again. Xu Hao ate a glass of sweet osmanthus wine and felt bored, so he put down the wine glass. Although he was a guest at Mu's house, he had been very familiar with each other for so long without any stranger. Moreover, he had long lost the habit of pretending to be reserved, and he ate with Mu Ang, who was growing up, as if two calves were chewing peonies with bad taste, without any scruples.

Fortunately, except for Mu Qingshuang, all women are no longer surprised by their own habits when eating. Mu Ningxue just glanced at Xu Hao, who was reincarnated in a hungry ghost, and lowered her head and smiled.

Seeing that his son and Xu Hao were competing for the game, Mrs. Mu was full of her eyes. She ate a few vegetarian dishes, put down the silver chopsticks and rinsed her hands, and happily stared at her son's generous eating habits, saying happily: "That's the case. A man must have the courage to eat with a wind and clouds. I don't like a man who eats less than a woman, and he is not as good as a man. But Ang'er seems to eat more and more quickly than before. Could it be that the servants around you have been slow to treat you, and see, you are hungry?"

Mu Ang hurriedly squeezed rice into his mouth and said in a speechless manner: "It's all he takes the lead in grabbing vegetables every day. If he eats slowly, not only will he have no food to eat, but he also has to make tea for everyone. I don't want to admit defeat."

Mrs. Mu was speechless and stared at Xu Hao, who was embarrassed, and said softly: "Be slower by your side. Come on, and add two bowls of Eight Treasures to his brothers and sons."

Mu Qingshuang saw it interestingly and suddenly said, "I want to eat raw meat. Do you two dare to eat it?"

Xu Hao raised his head in surprise. Seeing this, Mu Ningxue put down the silver chopsticks and explained: "This is a custom in Yunnan. She has been used to eating since she was a child. You don't have to pay attention to her."

Mu Ang's mouth twitched, hesitating whether to respond to the challenge. Xu Hao nodded indifferently and said, "I dare to eat it. Raw meat is tender, fresh and unique. I just need to remind you why people cook meat and vegetables to eat it. Because eating raw and cold food in ancient times is prone to illness, long-term consumption will shorten people's lifespan. Since the ancients learned to cook food on fire, the chance of getting sick is greatly reduced and they have lived longer."

Unexpectedly, Mu Qingshuang snorted coldly, and lowered her head and started eating the dishes. Mu Ningxue smiled and said, "Don't the people of Yunnan know this? Eating raw meat is a way to worship ancestors and gods. It can only be eaten during festivals. She deliberately scares you."

Xu Hao nodded with a smile. He wanted to spend the longer he spent with the beauty, as the better. However, there was a lady Mu staring next to him. As the saying goes, stop when you get what you want, so that you can have the next chance. He said to Mu Ang: "Have you finished eating?"

Mu Ang moved quickly and wiped his lips with his sleeves, got up and pulled Xu Hao away. Seeing that Mrs. Mu frowned, she shook her head helplessly.

Xu Hao was about to turn around and ask his elder sister when he would return home. Mrs. Mu said, "I want to keep their sisters for a few more days. I have to ask you to go home and explain to the elders at home. I said that my second girl has no friends in Beijing. I hope their sisters will stay with her for a few days before leaving."

Xu Hao and his elder sister looked at each other, saw that the elder sister nodded slightly to agree, and smiled and said, "Abide by the order."

"Go quickly and go quickly." Mu Ang pulled Xu Hao and urged him, speeding up his pace. Mu Ningxue used the rice expressionlessly silently, suddenly put down the bowls and chopsticks again, raised her hand and picked up the fragrant tea held by the maid.

Hongye looked sharp-eyed, looked at the jade bowl with only a small half of rice grains left, and asked, "Is Sister Ningxue full?"

"Yes." Unexpectedly, Mu Ningxue swept away her previous intimacy and her reaction became faint. Hongye felt strange and stopped talking anymore. She turned her head and put down her chopsticks. This made Mu Qingshuang confused and asked Hongye, "Are you full too?"

Xu Qinglian saw this scene and smiled in her thoughtful heart. Mrs. Mu also saw it, and she didn't know what it felt like.

Mu Ningxue reacted quickly and immediately realized that she had lost her composure. She quickly apologized to Hongye: "I was thinking about something just now. Hongye, don't be angry with my sister, I'll apologize to you."

Hongye's temper came and went faster, and she immediately turned to joy and smiled sweetly: "I'm not angry with my sister."

Mu Ningxue was a little moved and said subconsciously: "You are much more sensible than some people, alas!"

This was said for no reason, but Xu Qinglian, who knew the elegance of the song, understood it. She was secretly anxious. Suddenly, she heard the voice of her younger brother from outside the door, and the voice was loud and seemed to be talking to herself.

"Hey! Why is it going to snow this day? It's so good. I have always loved snow."

"Are you sick? It's obviously summer, how could it snow? It's almost rainy, it's dark, why can't I see anything?"

"Snow is in my heart. What will you, a little brat, look at?"

"How many years older are you than me? I hate you the most. If you have the will, let's try going outside to fight?"

"I don't want to bully the small with the big ones. I'm waiting for me to use spells to summon snow, and see if you want to beg for mercy."

"I'm not afraid of snow. You can call it out quickly. I have to step on all the snowflakes into sludge."

"Ha! You're done, Xue remembers what you said. You'll be taught a lesson if you don't have to last more than three days."

"cut!"

The voice became smaller and smaller, and gradually I couldn't hear it clearly. Xu Qinglian laughed in her heart and looked at Mu Ningxue's reaction with a smile. But seeing Mu Ningxue's smile first was like a blooming flower, with a slight smile, then she became amused and laughed. Finally, she stood up gently, said I was a little tired, first, she took the opportunity to retreat, turned around and ran away quickly.

Mrs. Mu frowned and thought about her thoughts. She didn't need to say anything about this situation. She felt a lot of emotions for a while. She had no prejudice against Xu Hao. In addition to not being happy about her young age, she even had some appreciation for her. Such a open-minded and unconventional manners and dared to speak and do, and was not often seen in the entire capital.

The problem is that Ningxue has two years of mourning period, and she has been secretly celebrating her face with that kid all day long. It is a misleading reputation when it is spread. Who knows what will happen in two years? What if the other party’s family organizes a marriage or has a few shortcomings, wouldn’t it be a waste of his daughter’s life?

Mrs. Mu's eyes naturally turned to Hongye, who was whispering with Qingshuang, and thought that it was imperative to recognize this girl as a fucking daughter, so she simply recognized that girl Qinglian. In this way, the boy became my godson. Ningxue and Qingshuang's god-brother, so she was not afraid of anyone talking about it.

The conversation was divided into two parts, so Xu Hao naturally didn't know that Mrs. Mu had to work hard for her daughter. If she knew, she would have to praise her, she would still be so spicy.

When he arrived at the outer courtyard, Mu Ang took him to a small courtyard. Xu Hao looked around and recognized that the yard next to him was occupied by Jiang Song. In order to save money, Jiang Song was greedy for food from the Mu family, so he moved here alone early in the morning.

Speaking of which, Jiang Song's wife died of illness at the beginning of last year. She also had a son named Jiang Weng who was in her twenties who had not married. She had not liked studying since she was a child and loved to hang out with the treacherous sluts near the village. She was addicted to gambling and was away from home for half a year. Jiang Weng had an advantage. She was clear-minded and loyal, but sometimes she was confused. Once she got drunk, she was even more rogue than her father.

Since Jiang Song sued Liu Laoshi that day, he was very gentle in the school and was criticized for being criticized for being criticized. Someone took the opportunity to abduct a large amount of money that had been spent on him and ran away. It was almost Jiang Song's savings for half his life. Jiang Song was so angry that he went to Liu Laoshi's house to curse him every day. After scolding for half a month, he angered Liu Laoshi's mother, who was ill in bed, to death.

Xu Hao felt uneasy, so he deliberately taught Jiang Song a lesson. The problem was that he was not good enough to come forward by himself, so he naturally hit Mu Ang's head.

The dark clouds covered the moon, and I couldn't see my fingers. Mu Ang led Xu Hao into the door, as if he thought it was interesting to do so. Mu Ang walked and squatted under the window.

Xu Hao also became childish intent for a moment, and he leaned against the wall as he did. The two of them quietly raised their heads together. In the summer, the windows were all lifted up and supported by a wooden stick.

I saw four servants sitting on the kang, two eleven or two 12 years old, fourteen or fifteen years old, chatting and drinking around the short table. Xu Hao recognized them all as the book boys beside Mu Ang, and they were called "Shishou Pen, Ink, Ink, Ink, Bookshop Paper".

There was a bottle of wine, several dishes, a plate of lamb belly, a plate of braised fish, a bowl of stewed elbows, and two plates of dried fruits on the table. At this moment, the oldest Shutong, the servant pen, pointed at the youngest Shutong, and said, "What a slut, I've been lazy all day today, and there's no ghost."

After eating a few glasses of wine, there were a few red clouds on his handsome and fair face. He cursed: "Fuck, I have been staying in the tea room. Whoever is lazy is a turtle? What are you looking for me? Do you want to be my grandson for half a day?"

The other two book boys laughed, and the old man in the face couldn't stop, and cursed: "You slut, how dare you talk back! I'm looking for you, so I'll have to spend your butt."

After saying that, he pressed Pinshu and lay on the kang, opened his mouth and kissed him, and kissed him four or five times in a row.

Pinshu pushed him away with his hand and shouted, "I'm the one you want to kiss if you want? Get out of here, and it's hard to scold you for your big part. Why are you so useless? It's broken all the teeth and your hair is messed up."

Xu Hao outside the window couldn't stand the stimulation and had goose bumps. When he saw Mu Ang, he was still peeking with relish. Xu Hao shook his head speechlessly, thinking that this kid would definitely not be a good person in the future.

The pen inside was unyielding, and continued to tease Pinshu, stretched out his hand to touch him, and finally made Pinshu angry, kicked him hard on the table, making the two children who were watching the fun hurriedly helped the wine bottle up and complained: "The wine is spilled, I want to make trouble for you two to go to the next room. Oh, my clothes are stained with wine, you can compensate me."

"Who made you stand by and watch? You deserve it." Pinshu cursed, kicking up anger again, his face flushed.

Seeing this, Shi Bi smiled and said, "I'm teasing you, are you so annoyed?" After saying that, he rushed over and pressed Pin Shu tightly on the kang, spitting into his mouth as much as possible, and rubbing his hair hard.

"Isn't the despicable woman just climbing up to the sir? Now she's twisting her hands and feet with us. Do you really think you have a sensation and have a status? If you dare not follow me, I will give you a mouthful of thick semen."

Both book boys were amused by the words of the pen, and stood on the kang and clapped their hands to cheer.

Pinshu struggled and said angrily: "You can play with me, and you can laugh, why did you spit out such a disgusting saliva?"

Shi Bi mocked, "You don't know how much saliva you have eaten, so mine is disgusting? OK! If I don't ask you to sip the flute on the spot tonight, I will not be raised by humans, I will just be dry and sticky!"

Xu Hao outside the window couldn't listen at all, and didn't want to see the disgusting scene. He pushed Mu Ang hard with his hands.

PS: This is Xiaochai's bad taste, so she laughs three times! If everyone doesn't vote for recommendation, hum! I dare to write anything anyway.
Chapter completed!