Whose little lady is so crazy?

Last time, some villagers misunderstood that Hong Xiaoduo and Quan Jinghuai were husband and wife. When they saw her paying, they whispered that Quan Jinghuai was henpecked!

At that time, Quan Jinghuai was in a hurry to slaughter the chicken he had just bought. He was far away and didn't hear anything, but Hong Xiaoduo heard it clearly. She didn't blush or get angry, and she didn't step forward to explain clearly.

Just passing by, just misunderstanding.

At this moment, Hong Xiaoduo remembered that it was convenient for him to hold the money and buy anything.

Quan Jinghuai looked at the villagers who had taken the money and walked away, and thought for a moment that it would be inconvenient for him not to take the money. Mainly because there were so many people, so many things were bought, and it was easy to lose track of how much money was spent.

"Then just give me a little less first, and then give it to me when you run out." Quan Jinghuai agreed, but still didn't take the wallet.

Seeing his serious look, Hong Xiaoduo had no choice but to take out half of the purse in his hand and put the other one in, and then handed the purse over.

Quan Jinghuai took it and turned around to pack the ingredients. Now he is the one doing the soup and cooking, and Tianxuan and the others have done it.

The dishes he cooks are much more delicious than those made by Tianxuan Tianshu and the others.

Several times, when Hong Xiaoduo sat on the horse, eating nuts with Yao Guang, and watching Quan Jinghuai busy cooking with his sleeves rolled up, she actually wanted to ask him if he regretted it.

Do you regret agreeing to be the master of these seven children?

Regardless of whether it is in ancient times or in modern times, as an apprentice, a disciple must respect his master, right?

But look at them, it seems like it's the other way around. It's too hard for Quan Jinghuai to be the master!

However, Hong Xiaoduo did not ask in the end, because she discovered that the children's master worked hard every day to teach them martial arts, make three meals, and do other trivial matters. Instead of getting tired, he actually Enjoy the busy work!

"Mom, look, these are the prettiest ones." Yao Guang ran over grabbing a handful of chicken tail feathers.

I bought a rooster today. The rooster's feathers are indeed bright and beautiful.

"Well, it's really nice. Come on, let's make a shuttlecock for you." After Hong Xiaoduo finished speaking, he took out two copper coins from his purse and weighed them. They seemed to be about the same.

When Yao Guang heard that he was going to do a shuttlecock, he immediately clapped his hands happily.

Hong Xiaoduo took Xiao Yaoguang and started to work. She was not sure whether she could do it, but she started to move naturally with the things in her hands, and soon a beautiful feather shuttlecock was ready.

Hong Xiaoduo called Yu Heng over again and took the two girls to kick the shuttlecock.

Quan Jinghuai and several disciples plucking the chicken feathers carefully. Listening to Hong Xiaoduo's cheerful laughter, they turned around and saw Niang San happily kicking the shuttlecock.

She is obviously a little girl, whose mother is like this? Quan Jinghuai smiled and shook his head.

Half an hour later, the chicken was cooked. Tianshu first picked a chicken leg and put it in the bowl in front of Hong Xiaoduo. Tianxuan found another chicken leg and gave it to Quan Jinghuai.

Mother must be filial, and master must be filial too.

Hong Xiaoduo picked up the chicken legs and put them in Tianji's bowl. When he looked up, he saw Quan Jinghuai was also about to give the chicken legs in his bowl to Kaiyang.

However, seeing that her chicken legs were not given to the youngest Yaoguang, his hands hesitated.

Chicken drumsticks are a good thing, but not every child can have a portion, so they must be given to the youngest ones?

He also looked at Yao Guang sitting next to her, and naturally thought that if her chicken legs were given to Yao Guang, then the chicken legs in his bowl would naturally be given to the second youngest Kaiyang. "You can give it to Tianquan. That's it. Our chicken legs and duck legs are eaten in turns. The duck legs last time were eaten by Yao Guang and Kaiyang." Quan Jinghuai looked at him with a look in his eyes. Confused, Hong Xiaoduo quickly explained.

So that's what happened. Quan Jinghuai understood and put the chicken legs on the chopsticks into Tian Quan's bowl.

Quan Jinghuai looked at the two youngest disciples again. Seeing that there was no disappointment on their faces, he couldn't help but look at Hong Xiaoduo again.

After dinner, the children rushed to clean up and wash the dishes. Quan Jinghuai couldn't help but asked: "Shouldn't the chicken legs and duck legs be given to the youngest?"

Hong Xiaoduo smiled and asked, "Who made the rules? In my eyes, they are all children. Good things are only given to the youngest, which is unfair to other children."

"Unfair?" Quan Jinghuai repeated these three words.

"In many families, brothers and sisters are not harmonious. In fact, some reasons are caused by the preference of the elders. Most of the elders feel sorry for the youngest and prefer the youngest. As time goes by, the younger one also feels that this is what it should be. The older one feels that this is what it should be. If the elders are partial, they will naturally feel uncomfortable, and conflicts will eventually arise.

In fact, it is not an easy task to hold a bowl of water levelly, just pay attention to it every day. "Hong Xiaoduo doesn't know how to talk about big things, so he just says whatever he thinks in his heart.

After hearing these words, Quan Jinghuai nodded thoughtfully, feeling that what she said seemed to make sense.

He is the eleventh disciple of his master, and he is also a closed disciple. His master and his wife are particularly partial to him, and they keep all the good things for themselves.

And doesn’t he himself think this is natural?

Although senior brothers and the others have never had any unpleasantness with me, in fact, they have felt uncomfortable in their hearts, right?

While we were talking, the children had already washed the dishes and put them away. They walked over and said hello to the master and entered the tent. This time belonged to Hong Xiaoduo, who taught them how to read and recite poems.

Quan Jinghuai, who was sitting outside the tent warming himself by the fire, suddenly felt a little regretful as he listened to her teaching a sentence and the children reading a sentence.

She taught so seriously, and her disciples studied even more seriously. However, no matter how well they studied, they could not take the scientific examination!

The longer I spent with the seven disciples, the more I realized that the seven little disciples I had accepted were all extremely intelligent.

With her teaching literature and martial arts by herself, the seven children will definitely be good at both literature and martial arts in the future, and they should all have a good future!

An hour later, the children walked out of the tent, washed themselves and got ready to rest.

Hong Xiaoduo also walked out, looked up at the sky and said: "Wear warmer clothes tomorrow, it will snow tomorrow, but the snow will not be heavy, and it will not affect our journey."

The children all agreed and went to the donkey cart to get the extra cotton clothes.

After listening to her words, Quan Jinghuai looked at the disciples who were looking for cotton-padded clothes, and then looked up at the sky, which was not particularly different from usual. He was very puzzled, where could he tell that it was going to snow?

Are you sure that the snow is not heavy?

"Can you still check the weather?" Quan Jinghuai asked jokingly.

"Well, my mother is very good at reading the sky. Master, do you have any cotton clothes? Find them quickly and put them on." Yao Guang came over holding her cotton vest and said to Quan Jinghuai seriously.

Quan Jinghuai stretched out his hand to touch the little disciple's stubbled head, smiled and said yes, but he still didn't believe it in his heart...

Dear book friends, today is the eighth day of the first lunar month. After today, everyone has to go to work and school will start soon.

The Banshee wishes everyone prosperity, love and good luck in the Year of the Dragon! (*￣3)(ε￣*)