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Saburo didn't know that his neighbor was forced by him to "run away from home". After three days, Zhen Qingming should calm down no matter how angry he was. At noon this day, when he saw Dongbao coming over, he said to him, "I'll go and give it to him." Your Excellency will deliver the meal."

Dong Bao saw a lot of delicious food on the pot table, so he simply threw the food box to him.

Zhen Qingming finished his business and was lying under the tree reading a book. He didn't get up when he heard footsteps, "What's delicious today?"

"There is Saburo, do you want to eat?" Saburo asked with a smile.

With a "click", the book fell to the ground, and Zhen Qingming's heart skipped a beat, and he sat up after a while, "You, you're here."

"Miss me?" Saburo winked at him shamelessly, then placed the food on the stone table next to him.

Lord Zhen's face turned red in an instant, and smelling the fragrance that kept coming, he wanted to go there but was afraid that Saburo would tease him, so he lowered his head and said, "I'm not used to it."

Saburo was taken aback, looked at him, slowly widened his eyes, and suddenly called out, "Do you agree?"

Zhen Qingming was startled, and raised his head blankly, "What?"

"What else is there, let's live a lifetime." Saburo was very embarrassed at first, but when he said something, he felt like breaking the jar, and how bad it could be at worst.So, what he dared not say before, now he opens his mouth, "My lord, when will we get married?"

Zhen Qingming stood up, "plopped" and sat back down again, rubbing the center of his brows helplessly, why didn't he realize before that Saburo was more difficult than the most troublesome case he solved, "Can you talk well?"

"Haha, I'm just kidding." Seeing that he didn't refute, Saburo felt as if he had eaten honey, shook his head, and said seriously, "Let's eat."

Master Zhen breathed a sigh of relief, took a fried small yellow croaker with the chopsticks he handed over, and ate it under the scorching gaze. what I do?"

Saburo lay on the stone table and stared at him, saying, "Your Excellency is good-looking, and Saburo will never tire of seeing him."

Zhen Qingming closed his eyes and opened them again, secretly telling himself, don't care about abnormal people, don't care.Having said that, I felt better. After finishing my meal calmly, I threw down my chopsticks and said, "I still have something to do, you can go back."

Before Saburo comes, he should inquire about it. His family is fine in the afternoon.Besides, in the scorching summer, even if you have to go to work, you have to go to Shenshi, and it's noon now.

"My lord, don't you hate me very much?" San Lang said as he sat down in front of Zhen Qingming.

Master Zhen didn't see it at a glance, but his hands were tightly held by him again, "Let go."

"You haven't answered me yet." Saburo was in pain, intentionally making trouble for him.In the past few days, he has added a bad taste. He likes to watch adults being bullied by him like a good woman encounters a bully. He is wronged and helpless.

Mr. Zhen, who prefers to be lacking in love, is very introverted in dealing with feelings. He is obviously not used to the two being so close, even though he thinks he should like Saburo, "Don't be like this."

"Which way?" Saburo simply squeezed onto his chair.

Zhen Qingming shivered and wanted to get up. Sanlang didn't expect him to react so violently. His body fell backwards, and his limbs were about to fall. Zhen Qingming quickly grabbed his waist and both fell back on the chair.

Hearing a muffled hum, San Lang quickly asked, "What's wrong?"

"Your elbow hit my stomach." Zhen Qingming frowned, "Get up!"

"Let me see." He said and pulled his clothes off.

The weather was too hot, Zhen Qingming was wearing shorts, and there was no clothes inside. Just as he was about to say no, the clothes were ripped apart.Mr. Zhen has a very headache, how many good things he did in his previous life, God let him meet this magic star.

Seeing the red spot on his stomach, Saburo immediately felt guilty, "I'm sorry."

"If you can be normal, nothing will happen." Zhen Qingming said helplessly.

"I'm normal now." San Lang stretched out his hand to rub the red seal a few times, and then lay down on him, Zhen Qingming froze.

Saburo didn't seem to feel it, looked up into his eyes and said, "Your father is the prime minister, my family only has four and a half acres of land, if it weren't for the big difference between you and me, I would be afraid that you would look down on me in my dreams at night. I wouldn't be so shameless. I'm not a fool, I don't know how to be ashamed." Zhen Qingming's chest felt tight when he heard the half-truth and half-false words.

"...I didn't look down on you." After a pause, he added, "My parents wouldn't think you were born too lowly. Ah Chen already called you little aunt, so what are you worried about?"

Saburo felt relieved when he saw that his words were the same, "I know, but the more I care about you, the more I care about whether I am not good enough." If he really had this awareness, he would have lived his life in vain.

Zhen Qingming, who judges others by himself, takes this seriously. If he likes someone very much, he can't hold back his face, but Saburo doesn't just show his face. In order to be with him, he has no face at all.

Comparing the two, how could Mr. Zhen not be moved, "It's my fault, I should tell you right away, I, I like to eat the food you cook."

"Then I'll work for my lord for the rest of my life." It's hard for him to say this, San Lang is so happy that he can't find Bei, and he doesn't look into his eyes to see his heart, "My lord, what do you have for dinner?"

"Don't call me an adult." Seeing him so happy, Zhen Qingming breathed a sigh of relief, and his heart was filled, "Let's eat noodles tonight." Thinking of the hot weather, Sanlang has changed his ways to give him the past two days Master Zhen couldn't help feeling sorry for him while cooking, and the hand on Sanlang's waist tightened.

San Lang's eyes lit up, he pretended to be very tired, and buried his head on his chest, he just wanted to lean on for a while, but when he closed his eyes, he fell asleep unknowingly.

Zhen Qingming thought he was pretending again, touched his ears and pinched his face, seeing that Saburo didn't move, the county magistrate couldn't help but smile wryly.Fortunately, Sanlang was thinner than him and half a head shorter. Zhen Qingming spent a lot of effort and finally got him on his bed.Fearing that he would be hot, she sat by the bed and fanned him.

Sanlang slept very comfortably. When he woke up, two hours later, when he saw the fan in Zhen Qingming's hand, his eyes felt hot, and he went home to have a face-to-face meeting without saying a word.

By the time he sold out today's cakes, the sun hadn't set yet.Sanlang thought that Zhen Qingming wanted noodles, so he prepared to make oily noodles.

The flour comes from space, and Saburo has strong hands. He kneads the dough until it is as bright as a peeled egg, then rolls it into a round dough, then cuts the dough into two fingers wide, pinches both ends and beats on the chopping board, and pulls Long, throw into boiling water.

After taking out the noodles, poured the prepared jiaozi, served with a few slices of green vegetables and poached eggs, Saburo couldn't help but drool.

Because the foodies at home are too good to eat, Saburo makes homemade tofu and dried beans, fearing that the three children will lose their appetite due to the hot weather, and they will make a whole plate of vinegared cabbage.

Zhen Qingming stepped on the meal order and saw the dishes on the table, "Isn't it noodles? Why are there so many dishes?" In the past, he was very happy, after all, he gave the money.

Now that he accepted Saburo, Saburo also asked him when he would get married. With an extra layer of relationship and thinking too much, he couldn't bear Saburo's tiredness.

Saburo used to be more tired from practicing boxing every day than cooking, and today is a good day——Zhen Qingming accepted him sincerely, no matter how tired he was, he didn't feel tired.

"What's the taste of just eating noodles." As he spoke, he dragged him to sit beside him, and said confidently, "Try it, you must have never eaten it before."

"I haven't eaten it either." Kogoro kept chattering, "Third brother, this is better than noodles."

If the noodles are not strong, the noodles will get greasy if they are left to cook for a little longer. The twins would rather eat steamed buns than eat sticky noodles, but this will not happen to the oily noodles.

After the three children ate the noodles, they remembered the forgotten poached egg. After taking a bite, the egg yolk flowed all over the chopsticks. Zhen Chen, who was used to delicious food, couldn't help but said, "Uncle Sanlang, why do your eggs taste so delicious?" After finishing speaking, think about it, "Don't marry my uncle, marry me."

"Cough!" County magistrate Zhen choked, "Zhen Chen! Believe it or not, I'll send you away tomorrow!"

"It's really stingy, just kidding." Zhen Chen made a face at him. The young man couldn't understand what marriage meant, but he knew that if San Lang married his uncle, San Lang would cook for his uncle for the rest of his life. When he returns to the capital, he will never be able to eat the country delicacies made by San Lang again.

Xiao Wu and Si Mei were stunned, and asked in disbelief, "Brother, you, you want to marry an adult?"

"Don't you like adults?" Saburo asked without answering.

"Of course I like it!" Xiao Wu didn't even think about it, and felt it was wrong to say it, "Because we like adults, so you want to marry adults?"

"I'm going to get married sooner or later, do you want me to be with a strange woman, or do you want me to be with an adult?" San Lang asked.

The relationship is close or distant, so the twins naturally hope, "My lord!"

"It's just fine."

"But I've heard people say that the two men have no children together." Xiao Wulang would occasionally go shopping around the streets, and he would run into his ears if he didn't want to hear about the shortcoming of the boss's Li family.

"Third Brother actually wants to marry a woman." Zhen Qingming froze, and San Lang said again, "If I meet someone like Ding Qiuhua again, brother, will I have to live this life?"

Kogoro thought about Qiuhua and then looked at the adults, "Well, then don't marry a woman."

"A child?" the fourth sister asked.

"Isn't there you guys?" Saburo didn't worry about this, "When my lord and I are too old to move, will you take care of us?"

"I'll take care of it!" Zhen Chen interrupted suddenly, "But, Uncle Sanlang, you have to cook something for me."

Xiao Wu raised his hand and slapped him on the shoulder, "My brother can't even move, why cook!"

"That's right, I just know how to eat." The fourth sister gave him a white look.

San Lang grinned foolishly at Zhen Qingming, Master Zhen couldn't stop laughing, but at the same time felt that San Lang was really wrong, if he didn't get convulsed occasionally, it would be more perfect.

As soon as he thought about it, Saburo ran to the street to get half a bag of things after eating a good meal. Zhen Qingming opened it and looked dizzy, "Why are you buying this? You can't eat it!"

"Does your lord know what this is?" As the weather got hotter, Saburo missed air conditioners and fans more and more, and for a moment he forgot that there was another kind of cooling thing.

"Saltpeter." Zhen Qingming said, "I heard that this is included in the gunpowder made by the imperial court. The price is very expensive, and most people can't afford it."

"Gunpowder? What is that?" Saburo said he didn't understand, "I only know that this thing can make ice."

"What?" Lord Zhen stared wide-eyed in disbelief.He has lived a carefree life since he was a child, and has never worried about livelihood issues. There is also a big ice cellar in the prime minister's mansion, and he mistakenly thought that ice was stored in winter, "You will?"

"It's so difficult." So simple, "I'll make you an iced drink later."

"What kind of iced drink?" When Master Zhen heard about eating, he immediately didn't care that the son of his dignified prime minister didn't know how to make ice, why a farmer like San Lang would do this.