Nongmen Xiaofunu’s food guide

A disaster was approaching for the Wu family. When the people in the city were eating melons, Song Yue was staying at Xie Zhijie's house. She pointed at the weather outside and said, "It looks like it's going to rain. Can I stay at your house tonight?" Side."

Not to mention that Qingzhu froze, Dingxiang was also shocked. Her master was so shameless, so the offensive of chasing the man was too fierce, wasn't it?

Xie Zhijie didn't know what he thought, but his face turned red. He quickly said he couldn't help it, "How can you, a girl, sleep outside casually?"

Qingzhudu hurriedly advised: "Miss Song, don't do it. If this spreads out, it will be bad for your reputation..."

Ding Xiang wanted to say something but quickly shut up.

Song Yue ignored Qingzhu and looked at Xie Zhijie, "Really? My parents are not here. Without these rules, I would be scared to live alone. The old woman died in front of me today. I have to have you with me." I."

This is simply unreasonable.

Not to mention that there are so many servants in Song Yue's house, there are also three maids including Ding Xiang and others. If she is afraid, she can let the three of them accompany her.

As long as An Jin is not here, otherwise the scene where Song Yue hugged "Chun Shan" who was tied up like a hedgehog would be incompatible with the girl who said she would be scared now. She could hold such a terrifying scene with an expression on her face to not fix.

How could she be afraid of today's scene?

It's a pity that no one here knew about it.

Qingzhu's eyes fell on Dingxiang. Isn't there someone here? !

Ding Xiang is a girl who is smart and good-tempered. If An Jin scolds her, she will forget it in the blink of an eye, so she immediately rushes to speak: "Don't look at me, I am not a human being. My master said I am What is what is.”

Even if you say she is a sapling, she immediately treats herself as a tree stump.

He stood upright and said nothing.

Qingzhu was shocked by Ding Xiang's words. Oh my god, both the master and the servant were so shameless.

Xie Zhijie is a thin-skinned person. He has few friends due to his health, and he has no playmates with girls of similar age. Who makes him have such a face? If he gets too close to the girl, his friendship will always deteriorate.

He had already declined Song Yue once, but when she said she wanted to stay again, he couldn't refuse and looked at the way Song Yue looked at him.

The words came to my lips but I just couldn't say them.

Xie Zhijie also knew that it was not appropriate etiquette. Neither of them were married. If she stayed in his house, it would be bad for the reputation of a girl like her.

But I just couldn’t refuse.

So Xie Zhijie looked at Song Yue's eyes and opened his mouth, "Qingzhu, go and arrange an elegant courtyard for Miss Song to stay."

Qingzhu was so shocked that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear. He had an expression like "Master, are you serious?"

Xie Zhijie nodded sheepishly, "Go quickly and let someone prepare some food."

Qingzhu was shocked and at the same time agreed with a sad face. He turned around numbly and went out. All he thought in his mind was: It's over, it's over. My young master has been eaten to death by this Miss Song. Is there any chance he can turn around? !

If his old man and his wife knew about it, they would really scold him to death.

But he is just a slave.

How dare you be the master? I can only accept my fate and brainwash myself crazily, "This is the young master's savior, this is the young master's savior."

He's not a little vixen who stares at his white rabbit-like young master and covets him!

Qingzhu recited it silently three hundred times in his heart.

The pace of leaving was very vain, and he was still muttering something in a low voice.

Ding Xiang glanced at Qingzhu and silently mourned in her heart. Who made her master fall in love with Mr. Xie?

Song Yue immediately became happy. She pulled Xie Zhijie and asked to play backgammon with him. Xie Zhijie also became more interested and readily agreed.

He has been in poor health since he was a child, has lacked energy, and has been lethargic for a long time. Recently, he has regained his energy after recovering from physical condition, and he is in a very happy mood.

Ding Xiang looked at the two of them sitting on the couch, playing chess with each other. This scene was so comfortable, and her master smiled a lot more.

She couldn't help but sigh, how wonderful it was.

As soon as the game of backgammon started, the two of them played until dinner was served, and they continued to play after eating.     Leng is the third watch in the middle of the night.

It's really raining outside, and it doesn't get any lighter, but it sounds like it's getting heavier.

Xie Zhijie rubbed his eyes and said, "I'm not coming. Miss Song, can you rest early?"

Song Yue also yawned, squinted her eyes and nodded, "Let's go, let's go to bed."

Both Dingxiang and Qingzhu fell asleep leaning on the couch.

Heard them both moving.

Ding Xiang and Qing Zhu just woke up, their faces were sleepy, but they worked hard to serve their master.

A cold autumn rain.

Xie Zhijie asked Qingzhu to bring another cloak to Song Yue, and asked the master and servant to take them to the courtyard arranged for them. "If you need anything, let the maid who looks after the courtyard pick it up. You're welcome."

Qingzhu was so sleepy that he first gave Lilac a cloak, then put the cloak on his young master and tied it with a belt. He thought to himself, when will this Miss Song know how to be polite?

The thought of this makes me laugh.

Sure enough, Song Yue seemed as comfortable as if she was here, and waved her hand casually to show that she understood, "It's too late today, we can fight again tomorrow when we have time."

381 How could this piece of shit be so powerful and so serious when he became a human? She almost lost, and she was so angry that she didn't want anything she didn't want.

It was rare for Xie Zhijie to be willful and he was in a good mood after playing until late at night.

Qingzhu was muttering that he didn't care about his body.

Song Yue listened to the rustling movement behind her, and with the sound of rain outside, she felt strangely comfortable. The maid guarding the door immediately handed over the oil-paper umbrella.

Then they lit lamps and escorted them to the courtyard where they were given a rest.

There is a small bamboo forest planted in the small courtyard, as well as a rockery and flowing water. It is indeed strange and elegant. There is a plaque hung at the door, saying that it is to listen to the rain in free time.

It's a strange occasion.

Song Yue looked up for a while, and Ding Xiang also looked at him, but she couldn't see the reason. She just felt that the lonely master looked a little lonely.

Ding Xiang whispered: "An Jin brought some clothes after dinner. Can you freshen up first? It's very late. Go to bed early and play with the prince tomorrow."

Song Yue nodded, lowered her head and stepped into the house. It was very clean inside and the air was very good. The woman who was watching the night and two little maids immediately saluted her and said hello.

Ding Xiang asked the old nanny for some hot water, "There's no need for the soap, we'll bring it ourselves."

The old lady and the little maid were very polite. When they heard that they needed hot water, they went to get it immediately.

There are some snacks on the table in the small hall of the room, and the bed is clean and fresh.

Ding Xiang checked it out and found that the preparations were very careful. She felt very happy. It was good to be taken seriously by others. "I didn't expect that Qingzhu looked unreliable, but he did things well. These beds should be new."

And it is often dried, so there is no musty smell in the box.

Song Yue was so sleepy that she staggered around.

I'm still thinking about 381, sometimes it's 381, sometimes it's Xie Zhijie.

Although it was fun to tease Xie Zhijie, she still wanted "381" more.