Ancient Foodie Survival Guide

Since the spicy strips were made, Zhou's wholeheartedly pounced on it, and at the same time began to think about other spicy dishes. According to her, when the winter arrives, the spicy dishes will taste very warm.

And here, after Lin’s tasted the spicy strips, combined with Jiang Shuyao’s opinions, he began to want to get out of the snack shop, and was held by Jiang Shuyao to give her a good baby at home.

At the beginning, Zhou's only made spicy, and later made all the spicy and spiced ones, so that Xie Sheng was tired of reading and could chew a few sticks to relieve fatigue. Of course, Zhou's favorite is the hottest flavor.

The warmth went straight into the abdomen, it was as spicy as Mobei's burning knife, and it was a joy to eat.

Every time she thinks of this, she feels a little stunned.

I don't know when, I always think of Mobei from time to time. Once the thought arises, it can no longer be suppressed.

Xie Sheng saw that Zhou was in a daze again, and called her softly, "Mother?"

Zhou returned to his senses, seeing that Xie Sheng had already drunk the duck porridge, he smiled and said, "Are you full?"

Xie Sheng nodded, hesitated, and asked, "Does mother have something on my mind?"

Zhou thought about what she had just thought, and looked away in a panic, for fear that her daughter would see through her thinking about Mobei: "Nothing."

Xie Sheng was silent for a few breaths, then slowly sighed: "Have your mother talked with your father?"

She suddenly mentioned Xie Lang, Zhou's body became stiff, and quickly asked: "What's the matter?" After she had a dispute with Xie Lang, the most feared thing was that Xie Sheng was affected. She walked over, took Xie Sheng's hand, and said, "No matter what happens between me and your father, you are the eldest daughter of the second room, and your father will always love you as always..."

Xie Sheng didn't understand Zhou's comforting thoughts. In her opinion, this is what it should be. She said: "Mother, I understand. I was originally the daughter of the Xie family. I rely on my identity, the pampering of my grandmother, the rules of the Xie family, not the love of my father."

Zhou didn't expect Xie Sheng to say this. Her daughter was younger than she could see clearly. She felt sore in her heart and didn't know how to speak for a long while.

Xie Sheng got along with the Zhou family in these days. After the mother and daughter had evacuated, the natural closeness returned.

She shook Zhou's hand back: "Mother, so are you. You are the second wife of the Xie family and the prostitute of the Zhou family. Why have you been holding yourself for so many years?"

Xie Sheng didn’t understand love, didn’t understand Zhou’s willingness to suppress his own temper for Xie Lang, but didn’t understand why his mother had been arguing with the concubine in the back house for many years, and became more depressed and obsessed. Taking this opportunity, he simply saved himself for a long time. Doubts asked the exit.

Zhou didn't expect that she would have a day to talk about this with her seven-year-old daughter. She smiled bitterly: "Because I thought this would make your father change his mind, and I thought it would make you live better."

Xie Sheng didn't quite understand Zhou's mention of these.

She tilted her head to think, Zhou raised her hand and rubbed her head and said: "Don't think about it, it's all ridiculous practices. I only now understand that it's not worth it."

Xie Sheng nodded, and did not answer.

The two fell silent, Zhou turned the subject away, asked people to clean up the dishes and prepare to go back to Sanfang to ponder food. Just standing up, he was suddenly stopped by Xie Sheng.

"mother."

Zhou turned his head and saw the rare shame on Xie Sheng's face. He blinked his big eyes and asked, "I, can I watch you play a sword once?"

Zhou was completely stunned.

When Xie Sheng saw this, he bowed his head and apologized: "My request is too unreasonable, please don't mind my mother."

Zhou was stunned at first, then he laughed: "How did you know that I can martial arts? Is it your father?"

Xie Sheng sold Xie Lang without hesitation: "Yes."

Zhou's laughter stagnated slightly, and at last he closed his smile altogether, and randomly broke a twig in the yard, saying: "I haven't danced swords for many years."

When the voice fell, she flipped her wrists, and the soft twigs suddenly stiffened in her hand, and even the tip of the broken leaves condensed sword energy.

Xie Sheng was dumbfounded and stood up hurriedly for fear of missing a move.

Zhou had practiced martial arts with his brothers who had been fighting enemies since childhood. The sword skills were not inferior to men. With just one branch, she could make a gust of wind. She had just danced a few moves, and the branch in her hand suddenly dropped and went straight towards the courtyard. The door flew away.

She regarded the branches in her hand as a Frost Sword that she had used for many years, but the branches were just branches. After drawing a sharp arc in the air, she fell to the ground halfway through.

Xie Lang stood at the gate of the courtyard, looking at her with complex expressions.

Zhou glanced at him, stopped the momentum of throwing the sword, and didn't want to look at him more.

Xie Lang has been depressed for many days since I saw Zhou at the breakfast restaurant last time, and he didn't dare to see her without the face.

See you today, but she is dancing sword.

Looking back in time, her figure gradually overlapped with the girl who was bright when she first saw her.

Xie Lang felt sore in his heart, unable to suppress his emotions anymore, and strode towards the Zhou family: "Can I talk to you?"

Zhou was blocked by him and frowned, "I have nothing to say with you."

"I have." Xie Lang said.

Xie Sheng stood by, Zhou Shi did not want her to watch the dispute between the two, so he reluctantly agreed.

The two walked aside for a while, looking for a quiet pavilion and sitting down.

As soon as Zhou sat down, he said impatiently, "What do you want to say?"

After seven years of marriage, when did she have this attitude toward Xie Lang? Xie Lang was bitter in his heart and said softly: "Do you hate me so much?"

After all, he was once sentimental. Seeing his gentle appearance, Zhou was silent for a while, and finally the strong and strong momentum dissipated. He did not answer his question, but said: "What do you want to say, let's say it."

There was too much to say, Xie Lang didn't know where to start, and finally said, "You picked up the martial arts?"

"No."

Xie Lang looked at Zhou's side and didn't want to look at him. He laughed at himself, helplessly: "Actually...we don't have to be like this."

Zhou Shi cast a puzzled look.

Some things are not so difficult after the beginning, Xie Lang said: "How can we get to where we are now? Is it not enough for couples in the world to be affectionate?"

"Love?" Zhou sneered, "You just said it."

Xie Lang was stung by her words: "If Ying, can't we talk peacefully?"

Zhou turned around, took a deep breath, and said sharply: "Okay, let's talk. You said you are affectionate, but if you are really affectionate, why would I still have a concubine? Why would you have children with other women?"

Her sarcasm and questioning made Xie Lang a little dazed. He had always been mild-tempered and was not angry. After listening to her, his eyes were completely blank: "You...mind?" He recalled the past seven years, "If you mind, why Not bluntly? For so many years, you just made a small mess, and the next day you lost your breath. I thought you were just a childish temperament and didn't like to share with others. After making a mess, I figured it out."

Zhou looked at him in astonishment, and smirked: "My sword cannot be touched, and my horse cannot be ridden by others. If it is cherished, why should I share it? Xie Shuyun, I am not a child, I am I have you in my heart."

When she said this, Xie Lang's heart trembled, seemingly understandable, and asked: "So do you mind if other women divide my heart for you?"

He was really puzzled, and said warmly: "If Ying, how could I? In my heart, you are not the same as them. You are my wife, my sweetheart, and they are concubine rooms. How could I separate me? Your mind?"

When Zhou heard his words, he hadn't spoken for a long time, but looked at him quietly.

The unwillingness in her heart, the unwillingness in her heart, and the trace of nostalgia that could not be suppressed, were all dissipated in Xie Lang's sincere indiscretion.

"Fine." She smiled suddenly and shook her head. "From the beginning, I was wrong."

Seeing her smiling like this, Xie Lang was so flustered that he almost couldn't sit still: "Ruoying..."

She looked at Xie Lang, and slowly said: "You are the son of the son from the capital, you are very expensive, and you have been held up by others since you were young; and I am the daughter who grew up in Mobei, and I have followed my brothers throughout the city since I was young. Horses, we were not all the same when we grew up." The more she thought about it, the more ridiculous she became, her tone of relief was relieved, "I should follow Dad's words and find a good son to marry in Mobei. Now, if they dared to ask such a thing, I would have used a whip a long time ago."

The more her tone was calm and relieved, Xie Lang panicked.

As if being held tightly in her heart, she was almost out of breath in soreness. Seeing her getting up to leave, Xie Lang hurriedly grabbed her sleeves and pleaded: "I don't understand, can you explain more clearly? ?"

Zhou turned around and asked indifferently: "What else do you want to hear?"

Thinking of what she said just now, Xie Lang could no longer deceive herself, and she would change her mind again. The tip of her heart was sharpened by a blunt knife. He tried his best and asked palely: "What else can I do?" Slowly let go of her sleeves and asked, "...Do you still have me in your heart?"

"I have you in my heart." Zhou answered happily.

Xie Lang didn't expect her to say this at all, and ecstasy rose in her heart, but after meeting her gaze, all disappeared, like falling into an ice cave.

"Because you are A Sheng's father and my husband." She adjusted her sleeves and sentenced Xie Lang to death. "But I don't admire you anymore. From now on, whether you take a concubine or pay someone. , I won't care anymore."

After she finished speaking, she left without nostalgia, as if she was just saying a light farewell.

Xie Xun was young and had practiced martial arts since childhood. His injuries healed faster than ordinary people. After lying down for a while, he could move around.

He had been lying on the bed for a long time, and he felt that he almost forgot to walk. Originally, Jiang Shuya only asked him to go around the three-bedroom courtyard, but he had to go inside the house.

Jiang Shuyao couldn't, so he could only rely on him: "If you are tired, you must say, don't hold on."

Xie Xun was helpless: "I hurt my chest, not my leg."

It happened that after eating dinner, Jiang Shuyao took his hand and wandered around the house with him only when he took a walk to digest.

When he reached one place, Xie Xun suddenly stopped. Jiang Shuyao thought his wound was uncomfortable, and immediately became nervous.

He felt it and squeezed her hand: "I'm fine, I just looked at the second brother."

Jiang Shuyao followed his gaze and looked at Xie Langku sitting in the pavilion, not knowing how long he had been sitting.

Seeing that he was motionless, Xie Xun was still a little worried, and said to Jiang Shuyao: "I'll talk to him a few words, can you wait for me?"

Jiang Shuyao nodded and agreed, waiting for Xie Xun in place.

Xie Xun walked slowly to Xie Lang, until he sat down, Xie Lang did not respond.

"Second brother." He had no choice but to call out.

Xie Lang returned to his senses, looked up at him, and then at the sky, only to find that it was already dark.

"Why are you sitting here in a trance?" He wanted to tease Xie Lang, but when he saw his look, he stopped his smile and asked, "You talked with the second wife?"

Xie Lang nodded.

Xie Xun didn't know what to say. He didn't want to intervene in the second room. He just said: "Don't sit down here, go back early."

Xie Lang suddenly said: "Third brother, you...don't lose your third brother and sister."

Xie Xun frowned and said, "Of course I won't."

Xie Lang smiled upon hearing the words: "I know, you are not me." His smile was as gentle as ever, but the bitterness was too strong, and it was no longer as pleasant as before.

After all, he was his own brother, Xie Xun wanted to comfort him, but he didn't know how to speak.

Xie Lang shook his head and said: "I know what you want to say, it's okay. The three younger siblings are still waiting for you. Go ahead."

Xie Xun raised her head to look at Jiang Shuyao, who was playing with stones not far away.

He thought about the similarities between Jiang Shuyao and Zhou, but couldn't help but said, "Second brother, what do you think?"

Xie Lang puzzled.

"If you don't have a second wife in your heart, why do you want to be depressed and become the way you are now. But if you have a second wife in your heart, how can you fall in love with other women and bring them into the house and hurt your second wife?"

Even the younger brother who was in love at the beginning could understand better than himself, Xie Lang shook his head and said: "I didn't want to understand...I am not a beloved person in the end."

"Okay, you go quickly, I'll sit for a while and think again."

Xie Xun nodded, got up and went to Jiang Shuyao.

As soon as he arrived, Jiang Shuyao hurriedly took his hand, not at all afraid of the passing maid Xiaoshe seeing her laughing.

Xie Lang watched from a distance, and only woke up from the memory after they disappeared from his sight, feeling lost.