life in ancient gods

Chapter 98 098 Life

Chapter 98 098 Life
Su Ping'an had a conversation with Li Shishi in Pingyue's pawn shop, and then returned to Su's residence.

Before he left the Su Mansion six months ago, in order not to worry his family, he just told them that he was going on business.

Su Pingan is dressed in brocade clothes, with a straight waist, a blue sharp sword hanging from his waist, and a bay red horse on his lap, with a white eagle standing on his shoulder. After half a year of experience, Su Ping'an has become a bit more heroic, and looks even more majestic. , in good spirits.

The mother and younger sister, seeing Su Pingan who hadn't returned for half a year, felt very happy in their hearts. They dragged Su Pingan into the main room and chatted about the daily life. They also looked at the white eagle on Su Pingan's shoulder in surprise, and asked the white eagle Su Ping'an only said that it was a gift from a friend.

Han Ling'er and Han Xue'er, the twins, are very busy shopping for vegetables and meat, washing vegetables and washing rice, cooking and stir-frying vegetables.

In the evening, a ray of setting sun shone slantingly in the hall of Su Mansion.

Han Ling'er and Han Xue'er brought plates of delicious food to the Eight Immortals table in the main room.

The family enjoyed themselves happily, and Su Ping'an and his family ate and chatted around the table.

"Mother, why haven't I seen Liu Xiaohui and Mengdie for so long?" Su Pingan asked his mother, Li Shi, because he didn't see Liu Xiaohui and Mengdie in the Su residence.

Mother Li took a chicken leg with her chopsticks and gave it to Su Ping'an on a small plate. "Xiaohui and Mengdie said a few days ago that they would go out of town for a few days. They said they had to do something, and they would be back in a few days."

Su Pingan nodded, picked up the chopsticks to pick up the chicken leg in the plate, took a bite, the chicken leg was sizzling with oil, and the mouth was full of fragrance.

"I haven't seen you in half a year. The cooking skills of these two girls, Ling'er and Xue'er, have improved..." Su Ping'an praised.

Ling'er and Xue'er smiled sheepishly.

"Brother, come and try this. Yue'er personally made this spicy bamboo shoot for you." Su Pingyue picked up the chopsticks, reached out to the plate full of spicy bamboo shoots, picked up a bamboo shoot, and put it in Su Pingan's In the dish, he said with a smile.

"Okay, brother, come and see if Yue'er's cooking skills have improved." Su Ping'an smiled, and picked up the spicy bamboo shoots on the plate. The taste is crisp and refreshing, very delicious.

"Brother, how about this dish made by Yue'er?" Su Pingyue watched Su Pingan slowly finish the spicy bamboo shoots on the plate, and said naughtily sticking out her tongue.

Su Ping'an raised his thumb and said to his sister Su Pingyue: "Well, the dish Yue'er made is much better than half a year ago. It seems that Yue'er has been practicing her cooking skills a lot in the past six months."

"That's right, if Elder Brother thinks it's delicious, Yue'er will make it for Elder Brother often in the future." Su Pingyue seems to like to let Su Ping'an praise her very much. Seeing Su Ping'an giving her a thumbs up, she wants to eat honey in her heart Generally, sweet and flattering.

After dinner with the family, Ling'er and Xue'er called the girls to clean up the table and wash the dishes.

Su Pingan, his mother Li, and his younger sister Su Pingyue chatted about home affairs again. It wasn't until late at night that Su Pingan returned to his wing.

In the wing room, a cool breeze blew slowly into the room from the window, and the dim candlelight swayed slightly.

Su Pingan lay comfortably on the cloud couch, thinking about tomorrow's martial arts match with Sha Heng, a thoughtful look appeared in his eyes.

"Master, warm water is here, and Ling'er is here to help you wash your feet." Han Ling'er held a gold basin with both hands, half filled with warm water, walked into the wing room, and put it down beside Su Ping'an's cloud couch.

"Ling'er, did anything strange happen at home during the six months I was not at home?" Su Ping'an stretched his feet lazily.

Han Ling'er squatted down, and while serving Su Ping'an to wash her feet, she turned her eyes slightly and said, "Master, I didn't find anything strange in the mansion, but sister Xiaohui is often not at the mansion."

"Oh, what about Mengdie?"

There was innocence in Han Ling'er's eyes, while giving Su Ping'an a foot massage, she said thoughtfully, "Sister Mengdie doesn't go out of the house very much, and she often teaches the servants how to learn martial arts."

(End of this chapter)

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