i have a sword fairy

Qing Jun really wants to murder his own husband, right? I'd rather stay with Xiao Xiao and live together after killing him. Good guy, just...won't you take me with you.

He secretly groaned in his heart... If it really doesn't work, he can only bite the bullet...

Just when Zhao Rong gritted his teeth and wanted to make a bad move.

"You're talking about... this?" A woman in a Confucian shirt suddenly asked.

She had been staring at the hot food on the table for a long time, now she turned her head leisurely while making a sound, with a smile on her lips.

Zhu Yourong gestured to the pair of chopsticks that also had square edges in his hand, placed them neatly on the palm, then covered them with the other palm, and rubbed them lightly under the eyes of Concubine Zhao Ling, Zhao Qian'er and everyone else.

She nodded slightly, and pointed her chin lightly at Su Xiaoxiao who was at a loss, "I taught her this girl. When I first saw her, she was so stupid that she couldn't even catch chopsticks. She taught her by hand, but she learned it well." Pretty fast."

The woman in Confucian shirt looked at Concubine Zhao Ling, with a gentle smile like a gentleman, rubbed the chopsticks with her jade hands, then put the two chopsticks between her jade fingers, and twirled them casually.

This is what I learned from Zhao Rong a few days ago. In his previous life, he often practiced the brush-transfer method in a closed-door retreat in a certain foreign language class.

But obviously, at this time, the woman in the Confucian shirt has already outgrown blue and is better than blue.

I saw her five fingers were light and white, and the two chopsticks were like butterflies, dancing nimbly between her fingers.

Suddenly attracted everyone's attention.

Zhao Lingfei looked at her for a while, then turned to look at Su Xiaoxiao.

The little fox demon was relaxing, and when he saw it coming, he quickly nodded his head, "That's right, thank you, Mr. Zhu, you are so stupid, but you have been teaching me patiently, and... I embroider needlework, and "

As if she was afraid that Concubine Zhao Ling and Zhao Qian'er would not believe her, she poured out a lot of things, but in fact they were all taught by Zhao Rong.

Zhu Yourong generally knew that Su Xiaoxiao was thinking innocently and flusteredly at this moment, but when she heard her say something like 'embroidered needle girl', she couldn't help but frowned slightly, surprised and puzzled...you still teach this?

Zhu Yourong wanted to look at someone, but she held back... She still knows about her daughter's family affairs, um, I have to ask and ask for advice later.

Even though she thought so in her heart, she had experienced big scenes before, she looked calm and unrepentant, instead she picked up a chopstick, tapped Su Xiaoxiao's head affectionately, and laughed Annoyed:

"Okay, if you see each other again, I'll beat you to the brim and make you a really silly girl."

After the joke was over, Zhu Yourong stopped looking at Su Xiaoxiao who was covering her head and said nothing, and turned to Concubine Zhao Ling and Zhao Qian'er, and said proactively:

"Before coming to Wangque Island, Xuanji and I have been to many places, walking around and listening, and have seen many interesting and weird customs."

She was slow, her words paused.

"Mr. Zhu, so you have been to my parents' hometown." At this time, Zhao Rong said happily.

Concubine Zhao Ling and others looked sideways, and he had already stopped talking appropriately, as if showing emotion, but he didn't say much information.

Zhu Yourong kept smiling, and nodded slightly, the close elder Zhao Lingfei's second daughter said was one of his parents?

She took the opportunity to think carefully about someone drinking tea and chatting one day...

"South Xiaoyaozhou, um, yes, Nanxiaozhou, right, is it the hometown of Miss Zhao's close elder?"

Zhu Yourong smiled lightly at Concubine Zhao Ling.

The latter pursed his lips, exchanged glances with Zhao Qian'er, turned around, and nodded.

How can he understand me so well?Such a tacit understanding... Although Zhu Yourong had already expected that he would 'respond' wittily, but her heart, which was as calm as still water, still couldn't help sighing.

The youngest female teacher in the academy didn't know what she was lamenting.

It's just that at this time, I really want to write for no reason, to calm my mind, and to calm the faint waves of melancholy or melancholy in my heart.

But today, Zhao Rong has already agreed to help bring some silly little fox demon to dinner, and have a smooth meal with his lady.

It's hard to justify a friend's request.

At this moment, Zhu Yourong put down the chopsticks, and smiled at Yu Huaijin who had been waiting quietly, "Xuanji, you still have the impression that there is a custom of rubbing chopsticks in the north of South Xiaoyaozhou."

Yu Huaijin looked up at the teacher. She was very resistant to helping some scumbag, but she remembered the frank words he had with that little Su girl before.

Under the eyes of everyone, the old-fashioned girl pursed her lips and shook her head slightly, "Forgot."

Zhu Yourong was still smiling, because she didn't really want Yu Huaijin's help, but to bring someone in to increase her persuasiveness and give someone a chance to interject...

"It's normal for Brother Yu to forget. After all, I have traveled so far with Mr. Zhu, and there are so many places. My hometown is only one of them." Zhao Rong smiled and said to Yu Huaijin, pretending to comfort him, and finally The conversation turned:

"On the contrary, Mr. Zhu has such a good memory that he still has memories. In his hometown, he often rubs chopsticks with his hands before meals. I heard from my mother that it seems to be good for the health of the body.

"There are many acupoints on the hands, and the chopsticks have square edges. If you rub them often, you can massage the acupoints..."

Zhao Rong took the opportunity to reveal everything he knew, with a serious tone.

Zhu Yourong listened with a smile and nodded from time to time.

Everyone including Zhao Lingfei and Zhao Qian'er listened quietly or curiously, and looked at the two of them.

When Zhao Rong finished speaking, Zhu Yourong smiled lightly and said: "Well, this custom is interesting and has some truth. After hearing about it at the time, I was very impressed. Until now, I try it every time before meals."

Su Xiaoxiao thought she was going to show her secrets, but she didn't expect Zhao Lang and Mr. Zhu to do this kind of operation, she stared blankly at their tacit confidantes.

At this time, Zhu Yourong stretched out another onion finger, poked the little fox demon who was listening for a while, and joked:

"But this silly girl, when teaching her how to pinch the chopsticks, she casually raised her mouth, and she obeyed every meal as ordered. She is really a silly girl, but she is also really cute."

"So that's how it is, what a coincidence. Qingjun Qian'er and I have been cooked together by our mother since we were young, and we have become used to rubbing chopsticks. I never thought that we would meet someone like this at today's meal, haha, Miss Su, I will come to eat with Mr. Zhu more often in the future, Qingjun Qian'er and I regard you as our own family, so don't see outsiders when you go."

Zhao Rong shook his head with a smile, and handed the rice bowls that he had held for a long time to Concubine Zhao Ling and Su Xiaoxiao respectively.

Zhao Lingfei glanced at him, reached out to take it, and then habitually scooped some of the rice from her bowl into Zhao Rong's bowl, as if she couldn't eat too much.

And he clearly knows how much she eats, but every time he packs a lot of food for her, he also said that it is good to be fat for nothing, but if Zhu Yourong and the others were not present, Zhao Rong would still come to her ear when the two of them were together By the side, she said some sweet words like a hooligan that made her blush, such as a certain canteen, the bigger the better...

Su Xiaoxiao was covering Bai Jie's forehead, which had been lightly poked, with her small hands, and at this moment also lowered her head to take the bowl.

She couldn't help turning her fox eyes upwards, and looked at Zhao Rong boldly, always feeling that there was something in the words of this wicked man, but she had reluctantly agreed to him in the afternoon, and it was inconvenient to express her anger at the dinner table at this time.

"Hmm." The little fox demon responded with a huh huh, with a cute nasal voice.

Not long after, Zhu Yourong took the opportunity to chat about interesting things about her and Yu Huaijin's journey on other continents, and everyone listened curiously.

Concubine Zhao Rong, Concubine Zhao Ling and Zhao Qian'er listened attentively, as if they were no longer bothered about Su Xiaoxiao rubbing chopsticks just now. He was relieved and couldn't help but give a grateful look to the elegantly-spoken Confucian shirt woman.

It's just that Zhu Yourong didn't look at him, and talked eloquently with an elegant expression.

The food and bowls and chopsticks have been prepared, and soon, everyone will have dinner.

Concubine Zhao Ling summoned Bingniang and shopkeeper Zhao from the other end of the hall, and invited them to the table for dinner. After some words, Bingniang agreed.

After everyone was seated, Concubine Zhao Ling introduced the dishes on the table to Zhao Rong, Zhu Yourong and others.

There was some embarrassment on her pretty face.

The girl with autumn eyes only said that most of the dishes on this table were made by Bingniang, but there were a few dishes that she cooked herself. I haven't done it a few times, at most I just practiced secretly for someone in private.

Zhao Lingfei was a little shy and sincerely asked everyone not to blame if it didn't taste good.

Zhao Rong who was at the side accidentally saw Qingjun's tightly clenched plain hand hidden under the table, his expression was normal, but under the table reached out to cover her hand and shook it.

Concubine Zhao Ling paused in her words, feeling the warmth on the back of her hand, she couldn't help turning her head towards her sweetheart.

Everyone saw that Zhao Rong picked up the chopsticks with his other hand, and took the lead in tasting the few dishes cooked by Concubine Zhao Lingfei's hands.

They watched his expression change carefully.

Concubine Zhao Ling held his hand tightly, her fingers intertwined, her autumn eyes were fixed on Zhao Rong, with an expectant expression on her face.

She who gave the impression of being cold and arrogant before, now looks like a weak little daughter-in-law who is waiting for her husband to judge her performance.

Zhao Rong blinked after tasting them one by one.

After a moment of silence, he looked at the crowd with a calm expression, and nodded, "Well, yes, Qingjun's cooking skills have greatly improved."

As he spoke, he took another mouthful of vegetables, chewed them earnestly, and gave a thumbs up.

"Not bad, it suits my appetite."

Seeing this, everyone at the table felt a little relieved and put down their chopsticks one after another.

Fan Yushu, who knew Zhao's siblings quite well, was skeptical when he heard the words. At this time, he was the first to put down the chopsticks to pick up vegetables among the crowd.

Seeing that everyone was driven to taste it one after another, Zhao Rong picked up the water glass beside him with a normal expression, and quickly drank a big mouthful of water.

While he was thirsty to drink water, Fan Yushu and the others finally ate more or less, and then...

They look strange.

Fan Yushu swallowed several times, but did not swallow the food in his mouth.

Brother and sister, this is... the long-lost dark cuisine!

His eyes were round, and he neither spit nor swallowed.

The same is true of other people, with different reactions. On the table, the sound of coughing and drinking water kept coming and going.

Concubine Zhao Ling watched them from side to side with a worried expression.

Zhao Rong patted her hand, shook his head to signal her not to think too much, he kept looking at everyone with a normal expression.

Is it possible that the dishes made by my wife can poison people to death? Thinking about it... Zhao Rong calmly took a big sip of water and took a breath.

Well, it's not like you can't eat it, right... right?

Fan Yushu on the side glared at his friend, you call this a big increase in cooking skills, good guy, Zhao Xianzi's cooking skills were not at all before that, right? This meal started from scratch.

It's the difference between zero and one.

Well, so to speak, it is indeed a great improvement.

Under Concubine Zhao Ling's clear eyes expecting to inquire, Fan Yushu didn't feel like spitting out the food, so he had to desperately pick up the rice, and finally swallowed it. He was very lucky to get a dog's life back...

Xiaoqian'er was eating the dishes made by Bingniang beside her, she glanced at everyone, hummed and shook her head softly, do you dare to believe what Brother Rong'er said?This girl is still smart, the lady's food, unless it is the political mission of the old Zhao's family, otherwise the chopsticks will not stick...

Concubine Zhao Ling seemed to have noticed something, her expression showed some disappointment, she hid it in the next second, forced a smile, and was about to get up and take some dishes away, but in the next second, the person beside her had someone who was even worse than her. quick movement...

Zhao Rong looked at everyone with a flat face, the corners of his mouth pulled slightly, he picked up the chopsticks again, and picked up the dishes that his wife had worked so hard for for a long time. Nodding from time to time, he smiled at the beautiful woman with autumn eyes biting her lip beside her.

"This plate of sweet and sour pork ribs is delicious and sweet, but um, add less sugar next time." Zhao Rong raised the corners of his lips lightly, held the bowl, lowered his eyes, and smacked his mouth. He then added seriously, "There is also ginger. Silk."

"Ah, good... good." Concubine Zhao Ling, who was staring blankly at him, immediately realized that her slender waist straightened instantly.

She held Zhao Rong's left arm tightly, leaned against him, raised her head, and stared at him.

Concubine Zhao Ling's pretty face showed a brilliant smile, "Hmm~"

The tone is sweet and happy.

Everyone watched this scene silently, looking at each other.

Zhu Yourong, who was quietly picking up vegetables for dinner, looked slightly sideways.

Zhao Qian'er, who lowered her head to cook rice, puffed her cheeks, her peach blossom eyes turned up slightly.

Su Xiaoxiao buried her head and stared at the white rice in the bowl, as if she was counting grains one by one, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Fan Yushu, on the other side, just felt that he was inferior and admired someone... No wonder it was not unreasonable for Ziyu to be able to get a fairy, look at the happy appearance of sister and brother Zhao.

Seemingly aware of everyone's gaze, Concubine Zhao Ling wiped the corners of Zhao Rong's mouth with a handkerchief, then restrained herself a little, and let go of her arm.

Afterwards, the food on the table gradually became empty. Most of the dishes prepared by Concubine Zhao Ling were served by Zhao Rong in an orderly manner, while others would occasionally take a bite.

In fact, Zhao Rong felt that as long as it was Qing Jun's food, he would not dislike it.

Because so is she.

Um, and in the daytime, in the north house of Dongli Xiaozhu, he has eaten all the dishes of the lady's first canteen, the second canteen, and the newly opened clean and flawless third canteen. It is said that time flies like an arrow. What does it mean? An inch of time is gold, and an inch of gold cannot buy an inch of time...

Right now, if it wasn't for the presence of Xiao Xiao and everyone, just like what Shopkeeper Zhao said not long ago, Zhao Rong would have to write a few sentences for Qing Jun, and popularize some broad and profound idioms for her.

Then be hammered fiercely by Qing Jun. For a man, isn't the most beautiful scene in his eyes is that he likes the tenderness of a woman when she bows her head, and the way she blushes shyly... It's not a loss to get this.

At this time, Concubine Zhao Ling was holding the bowl lightly, with the little finger of her plain hand holding the chopsticks slightly upturned, she carefully picked up the vegetables from the plate, put them into her mouth, and chewed slowly.

The eating appearance is very elegant and demure.

Concubine Zhao Ling didn't know that when her husband beside her was eating dinner, her mind would be full of cherishing and emotion for the time of flowing water, and she also wanted to give her a few words...

Concubine Zhao Ling was a little puzzled when she saw Zhao Rong staring at her chewing lips from time to time, but she didn't pay much attention.

She seemed to think of something again, so she took the initiative to find Su Xiaoxiao who was eating sullenly, and started talking.

"Miss Su, from what you said, Qiantang Mountain is just like my hometown, Dachu. It is also to the south, and it seems to be far away from Duyou City."

Concubine Zhao Ling paused, put down the bowl and smiled, "Miss Su traveled thousands of miles to Duyou City, why?"

"Look for grandma grandma." Su Xiaoxiao thought without thinking.

"Looking for someone..." Concubine Zhao Ling whispered, paused, and did not ask who the grandmother she was talking about was.