The protagonists have all gone, and the onlookers have also dispersed. The Xilinmen Teahouse, a few steps away from Pingxiafang, is not very lively, with only a dozen or so people. No matter how big the incident in Pingxiafang is, it stands to reason that

It won't make any difference here.

The waiter carried the teapot and two oil paper bags, ran upstairs with a bang, stopped at a table by the window, and said with a flattering smile: "Sir, all the pastries you want are good..."

In an instant, I lost my mind again, because that face was so beautiful that it looked a bit evil. A boy could be so beautiful. What a sin, no wonder he had to cover it with a layer of gauze... The waiter felt secretly in his heart.

think.

A huge silver ingot was placed silently on the corner of the table. The young man picked up the oil paper bag and walked out. The waiter was delighted to see the silver and hurriedly went up to it and pinched and touched it several times.

"It's really boring. Cheng Yaojin suddenly ran out and held the horse back. It was a waste of my medicine. Otherwise... hum, I escaped from you twice, but can you still escape next time...

…"[

The weird words floated lightly in the air. The waiter heard it, but didn't take it to heart. All he could think about was the lovely silver. He grinned and slowly fell to the ground, with black blood flowing out of the corner of his mouth...

…

The silver ingot rolled out from the flexed fingers and turned several somersaults. There was a layer of black floating on it, as black as if it was stained with ink.

"Come on, come on, come on!!!! Someone is dead here!"

The moonlight is as silver as water, and the shallow shadows are floating with fragrance. The singing insects are hiding in the grass, singing and playing happily, accompanied by the bursts of "ding-ding-dong-dong" coming from the house, which is incomparable harmony.

Knock it with a small copper hammer, and the hard shell of the brown water chestnut will be broken. Pinch it hard with four fingers, and the fine-lined flesh will be exposed, exuding a faint sweet fragrance.

There is a thin layer piled in the blue porcelain bowl. They are white and fat, so cute and tempting. The round shape is simply a silent invitation: come and eat me, eat me, eat me

…

Swallowing, Xiang Xue's hand holding the small copper hammer tightened suddenly, and she tried her best to regain her sight, trying not to look at Ximen Hao who was enjoying the meal with both hands.

"Third sister, it's so delicious. Why hasn't anyone brought it to me before?"

"Kaba", "Kaba".

With a curl of his lips, Xiang Xue was doing silent self-hypnosis: Don't fight with a child, and he is a frightened child. Don't fight, don't fight...

However, I really wanted to eat it, and I was also "scared"... I finally pried a basket of corners out of the kitchen, but now I saw that it was "unsafe for the holidays", I was so heartbroken!

Usually, this little ancestor likes to pester Xiang Xue, but he is still restrained. But since he was frightened by the horse two days ago, his behavior has intensified. He even asks Xiang Xue to accompany him when eating, and no one can coax him.

.As long as he doesn’t see anyone, he will start crying and fussing immediately.

The sound of coquettishness gradually disappeared, the knocking sound gradually stopped, and the little baby with a full belly fell on the bed unconsciously and fell asleep.

Breathing causes the eyelashes closed on the eyes to tremble slightly, and the tender mouth will move from time to time.

Xiang Xue packed up the remaining shells gently, and was about to open the door to ask the nanny to come in and take a look. When she saw the person standing outside the door, she was suddenly stunned: "Madam?"

Liu Qiyun looked into the door lovingly, her sleeping face made her heart suddenly warm, and the traces of maternal love could not help but show up in her eyes. Looking at Xiang Xue, her heart suddenly felt a little dark for some reason.

Mother is a term that is too far away and too unreachable.
Chapter completed!