BT Western Han Dynasty Picking Chrysanthemums

"The official master in their eyes is not like you, so don't look for him."

Mrs. Wei looked at the beef in the cauldron sullenly, and said to his Qinghuan beauty: "Qinghuan, you don't love me at all."

Wei Qinghuan had spoken, and it was impossible to take it back. Seeing Mrs. Wei's sullen look, she hurriedly said, "I mean, it's a small family. I haven't seen a noble person like you, so they will be afraid."

"It hurts my heart," said Mrs. Wei, "it's useless for you to explain."

"Eldest Young Master," Wei Qinghuan panicked, and then called out the Eldest Young Master again.

"Huh?" Wei Wei's eyes lit up, and the opportunity came again.

"Kang," Wei Qinghuan realized, it was too late;

"Acknowledge the punishment," Wei Wei said, "Keep your head down, and don't make me work hard."

"There are so many people here," Wei Qinghuan looked at the cooks in the kitchen. Although they were busy with their own tasks, their ears were firmly listening to their movements.

"Qing Huan" Mrs. Wei called out his Qing Huan beauty, stretched her neck, and quickly kissed Wei Qing Huan on the lips.

"Ha," Weedon laughed.

"Hush," Mrs. Wei said to his little brother, "This is a secret. Qing Huan did something wrong, and I'm punishing him."

"Brother Qing Huan," Wei Deng asked Wei Qing Huan, "What did you do wrong?"

Mrs. Wei raised an eyebrow when looking at Wei Qinghuan.

"We were just joking around," Wei Qinghuan said with his head down, his face still flushed.

"Then I want to play too," Weiden said as he was about to get up.

"Go, it's none of your business," Wei Wei waved the big spoon in his hand at Wei Deng, and said, "Sit down honestly, or I will blame you too."

"I'm not a pig," Weedon sat still again.

"Nonsense, if you are a pig, can I still be a human?" Mrs. Wei stirred the pot with a big spoon.

Wei Qinghuan secretly moved away from Mrs. Wei, fearing that if she was not careful again, this one would kiss him again.He was Mrs. Wei just for fun, but it's not good to be seen by others.

"Young Master," the cook at the side finally waited for the opportunity to speak, and said, "How many people are eating noodles today?"

Mrs. Wei looked up quickly and said, "You haven't met me yet?"

The cook said, "I don't know how much I want to make."

"Five, not six," Wei Kang said.

The cook said: "Let's still have seven people, eldest son, Young Master Biao always eats at the house."

"I just won't give it to him," said Wei Wei, "if he has the ability, let him beat me up again!"

"Uncle Zhong, you can make it for six people," Wei Qinghuan walked to the side of the cook at this moment.

The cook who Wei Qinghuan called Uncle Loyalty shook his head at Wei Qinghuan. They all knew about Master Huo Biao's temper. When the time came, there would be nothing to eat, not only the eldest son, but even the cooks like them might have to suffer a meal. Hit.

Wei Qinghuan said softly to Uncle Zhong's chef: "Just put more, the eldest son won't be able to see too much."

Uncle Zhong looked back at Mrs. Wei.

Mrs. Wei was watching his beef intently.

"Then the eldest son, the villain will meet?" Uncle Zhong asked Mrs. Wei.

"Well," Mrs. Wei said: "Six people, you and me, wasting food is a shameful act, don't make too much.";

BT The Story of Picking Chrysanthemums in the Western Han Dynasty Volume 169 [-] Brother, who are you going to kill?

Uncle Zhong reconciled the noodles, brought them to Mrs. Wei, and smelled the aroma from the cauldron. Uncle Zhong, the chef, would like to praise it, it smells so good!

Mrs. Wei wanted to pull noodles, raised his hands, his back hurt, he just remembered, pulling noodles like this?He can't open his hands.

"Does the wound hurt?" Wei Qinghuan asked quickly when he saw that Mrs. Wei's movements were wrong.

Mrs. Wei bared her teeth, and slowly lowered her arms again.

"What's going on?" Wei Qinghuan asked anxiously from the side.

"It seems that ramen can't be eaten anymore," Wei Wei said.

"Brother, I want to eat ramen!" Wei Deng shouted when he heard that there was no more ramen.

"Your brother forgot one thing," Mrs. Wei said to Wei Deng.

"What did you forget?" Weedon asked.

"I forgot I was hurt," said Wei Wei, "I can't pull the noodles like this."

The cook in the kitchen didn't know how to react. The eldest son ran to the kitchen and excitedly said that he wanted to make a meal, but now he couldn't make it?So what is this busy half day?

"I want to eat ramen!" Wei Deng hugged Mrs. Wei's thigh.

"Come on Yangko," Wei Wei kicked Wei Deng's little butt, "Your brother's back is not working hard!"

"No, I want to eat ramen," Mr. Wei San's foodie nature was clearly exposed at this time, and he had the momentum of desperately wanting to eat ramen;

Wei Qinghuan and the cooks didn't understand what twisting yangko was, but seeing the third son's monkey on the eldest son's lap, with his little butt twisting back and forth, everyone in the room felt that this scene was very joyful.

"Can I do it next time?" Mrs. Wei couldn't really kick his little brother out of the door, so he had to discuss with Wei Deng: "Wait until the skin on your brother's back grows well?"

"No, I want ramen," Wei Deng said unmoved.

"You don't even want your brother for ramen?" Wei Wei glared at Wei Deng, "Can you be a bit brotherly?"

"I don't want it, I don't want it, I want ramen noodles!" Wei Deng was furious.

"Don't be awkward, your pants are coming down!" Wei Wei shouted to Wei Deng, it was difficult for him to bend down now, or he would have picked up the third son of Wei.

"Third Young Master," Wei Qinghuan saw that the two brothers' quarrel was not a problem, so he knelt down and coaxed Wei Deng to say, "Anyone can make noodles. Let's go and wait to eat, shall we?"

Wei Deng rolled his small eyes, and kissed Wei Qinghuan's face "baji". The little baby's skills were also rough, and a big puddle of saliva remained on Wei Qinghuan's face.

Wei Wei was stunned, what's the matter?It's not enough for him to guard against the uncle surnamed Huo, so he has to guard against this little one?

"You want to call me Deng'er." Wei Deng imitated the example, and said to Wei Qinghuan who was staring at him in a daze, "I want to punish brother Qinghuan too."

Wei Qinghuan pursed his lips and smiled, Mrs. Wei was still a child in his eyes, let alone this Young Master Wei San.

Mrs. Wei shook his head. His Qinghuan beauty is used to smiling with her lips pursed. This smile is very seductive, but Qinghuan beauty is not aware of it.Forget about Wei Deng, the hair on the bottom is not fully grown yet, but Mrs. Wei looked at Wei Qinghuan, he must take care of this beauty in the future, and let no one pry her corner.

"Eldest son?" Uncle Zhong looked at Mrs. Wei with a contemptuous smile. The noodles couldn't be stretched, so should they cook?It's getting late at this time, we can't let the people in Yifu not eat tonight, can we?

Mrs. Wei looked at the reconciled noodles. If he didn't eat ramen, what else could he make?

"Let's go," Wei Qinghuan picked up Wei Deng, and pulled Wei's wife away.

"I'll cut the noodles for you to eat," Mrs. Wei made up his mind. If he couldn't pull the noodles, he couldn't cut the noodles?

"Are you okay?" Wei Qinghuan asked.

"Qing Huan," Mrs. Wei said with a straight face, "Do you know?"

Wei Qinghuan said, "What do I know?"

"Never ask a man if he is okay, it hurts his self-esteem!"

Wei Qinghuan didn't understand, and said, "What?"

"Xianggong," Mrs. Wei said imitating a female voice, "are you good at all?"

Wei Qinghuan's face turned blue again.

"Master, can you do it?" Wei Wei changed back to a male voice: "You little goblin, don't you know? Fuck you to death;

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Wei Deng was dropped to the ground by Wei Qinghuan, the little baby had a lot of flesh and didn't feel any pain, clapping his hands to imitate Wei's words, "Fuck you to death!"

"Strong?" Wei Wei asked his brother.

"Brother, who are you going to kill?" Wei Deng asked innocently.

Wei Wei's eyes drifted to his Qinghuan beauty.

"Don't look at me!" Wei Qinghuan was annoyed. Under the raging anger, he forgot that he was different from Mrs. Wei, and asked Mrs. Wei angrily, "Who did you learn this from?!"

Looking at the beautiful Qinghuan in shame and anger, Mrs. Wei felt that he had seen another side of the beauty. It turned out that his Qinghuan beauty still made him feel itchy when he got angry.

"Speak up!" Wei Qinghuan yelled at Wei Kang.

"Speak!" Wei Deng imitated Wei Qinghuan's words again.

"You can't say that," Wei Qinghuan remembered that there was another third son here, and hurriedly lowered his head and said to Wei Deng, "That's not a good word. If you say it, the general will definitely beat you, remember. ?"

"Qing Huan," Mrs. Wei said to his beautiful Qing Huan while grimacing at Wei Deng, "We all said that in the army, and we also said that when we beat the Huns. no more?"

"Is this on the battlefield?" Wei Qinghuan still didn't recover.

"So don't ask me if I'm okay, I'm going to go crazy when I hear this," Mrs. and Mrs. Wei smiled at Wei Qinghuan, "It's impossible for me to do it. For beautiful women, I have to do it if I can, and I have to do it if I can't." Okay, no matter if I can do it or not, I'm going to do it! Qing Huan, do you understand?"

Wei Qinghuan looked at the other people in the kitchen, all of them looked dazed, and couldn't figure out what to do or not to do by Mrs. Wei.

"Brother," Wei Deng tugged at Mrs. Wei.

"Say," Wei Wei took a kitchen knife in his hand.

"You can do it," Weedon said.

"That is, how could your brother not be able to do it?" Mrs. Wei fiddled with the kitchen knife in his hand, but it was not easy to use, but there is no special knife for cutting noodles these days, so he can only make do with it.

Wei Qinghuan was in a daze thinking about what Mrs. Wei would do or not.

Mrs. Wei stood in front of a cauldron of boiling water and said, "Qing Huan, just watch."

Wei Qinghuan nodded, his mind is in a mess now, and he has no idea what Mrs. Wei is going to do.

Mrs. Wei moved his wrist and began to chop noodles into the cauldron.

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