She played off after wearing the book

Chapter 64 This dish... It's delicious...

"Dong dong..."

At six o'clock in the morning, there was a knock on the door very punctually.

Qianqiao struggled to get up from the bed, and came back only early this morning, so why did it dawn just after falling asleep?
After raising her hand to clean herself, Qianqiao felt a little more awake.

After taking off her pajamas and changing into the cassock given by her adoptive father, Qianqiao opened the door.

Although the dharma clothing comes with a dust removal and cleaning method, Qianqiao always feels that it is a bit tricky to wear one piece of clothing all the time. Fortunately, she carries all her things with her and puts them in the storage bracelet, otherwise she would not even have to change into her pajamas for sleeping.

"Miss Qianqiao, it's time to eat."

"Grandpa Qi, you can just call me Qianqiao."

It was the first time I heard this name, and Qianqiao felt a little uncomfortable.

"Hehe, then don't call me Grandpa Qi, call me Uncle Qi, I don't want to be called old~"

After Qi Ren finished speaking, he winked mischievously at Qianqiao.

"This, it's not very good. The third uncle calls you Uncle Qi, so according to your seniority, I should call you great uncle."

Qian Qiao was in a bit of a dilemma, this was a bit of a seniority.

"Isn't the old slave even older? They call it what they call it, and we call it what we call it. Anyway, there's no one else here. I'm still young, old slave~"

"Well~ Then call me Uncle Qi~ You will get younger and younger!"

Really unable to hold back this lovely old man, Qianqiao had no choice but to call him as he wanted.

"What are you laughing at?"

Seeing Qianqiao and Uncle Qi coming down the stairs talking and laughing, Nangong Wenqing was a little curious. Uncle Qi hadn't laughed like this for a long time.

"Good morning third uncle, we were just addressing each other~"

"Hehe, it's nothing, just let the girl call me Uncle Qi, so I look young~"

While explaining happily, Uncle Qi took out the food stored in the storage ring and placed it on the table.

"Won't Uncle Qi eat with us?"

Seeing Uncle Qi pack up and leave, Qianqiao asked aloud.

"This…"

Qi Ren glanced at Nangong Wenqing, a little embarrassed.

He has taken care of the third young master for more than six hundred years, and the third young master never eats with others. Although Qian Qiao is a special case, he dare not compare himself with Qian Qiao.

"Uncle Qi, stay and eat together."

Nangong Wenqing opened his mouth to signal Uncle Qi to stay.

"Hey, hey, good, good..."

Uncle Qi nodded again and again, his eyes were already red.

"Uncle Qi, eat this!"

Seeing Uncle Qi sit down, Qianqiao immediately put the dishes that were far away from him into his bowl with serving chopsticks, and then gestured to the third uncle with his eyes.

"Uncle Qi, eat this..."

Receiving Qianqiao's hint, Nangong Wenqing also picked up a chopsticks dish and sent it to Uncle Qi's bowl. Because he had never done this before, his movements seemed a little stiff.

"Okay, okay, this dish...is delicious..."

Uncle Qi buried his head in the rice, swallowing his tears along with the Lingmi, his voice a little incoherent due to choking.

"Uncle Qi, eat slowly~"

Qianqiao can also see that the third uncle actually cares about Uncle Qi very much, but he is not good at expressing it, and Uncle Qi obviously puts his status too low. Maybe he can try to change it after living here for a few days. .

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After eating, Nangong Wenqing signaled Qianqiao to go with him to the courtyard and teach Qianqiao spells.

"Qianqiao, although I am an ice spirit root, I also have something in common with a gold spirit root. They are both offensive spirit roots, and their attack effects are somewhat similar. Let me demonstrate it first, and you have to pay attention."

When he raised his hand, the jade-like fingertips began to condense spiritual power, and tiny ice crystals appeared in the air, refracting dazzling brilliance in the sunlight, and there seemed to be swords and swords in the sky, hiding murderous intentions.

With a wave of Nangong Wenqing's hand, the seemingly hard rockery in the courtyard suddenly turned into dust.

"This is...too strong..."

(End of this chapter)