Chapter 28
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Murong Xiude in particular, since he began to take the recuperation medicine of the Third Master of Chi, the spirit of his son saw long, and his face had some meat, and his facial features became better and better. In this way, even the little girls are very happy to look at it. What's more, Ru Yue, who loves beautiful little brother, looks at the appearance of xiaojiuye, and loves her very much.
Now listening to his sweet call, that smiling face has never stopped laughing.
Shen Xiangwan heart some belly Fei, Xiaoyue sister do not like her, Mingming Xiaoqi is also very lovely, OK. Just thinking about it, Xiao Qi came out. However, Mr. He did not come out. It can be seen that by default, a few of them play outside.
"Nine, you see, we pack like this."
Murong Xiude takes a look at Shen Xiangwan. She just makes the dumplings in her hand seriously and doesn't mean to teach herself.
He would be honest with that piece of skin and began to pack.
In fact, as long as he is willing to learn and seriously study, it is still very easy to learn.
One or two bags in front of me are not so good. Xiao Qi is still proud to say, "look, master, you are not as good as I am. Hee hee. "
But the next seven can't laugh.
Looking at the Zhou Zhengzheng of the bag in Murong Xiude's hand, the dumpling with excellent shape, and then the one in Qiu's own hand, Xiao Qi didn't want to hum with his mouth open for a long time. "Maybe you're lucky, so pack one."
Shen Xiangwan shook her head when she heard that. The child was her brother. Why did she listen to such pettiness.
However, when she looked at the dumplings made by Murong Xiude, she also had to secretly feel Fei. It seemed that the child could learn what to make. It can be seen that when I was young, I suffered a lot, but my brain was not tortured.
"Sister Wan, Xiao Jiu is OK." Shen Xiangwan is two years older than Murong Xiude. There is nothing wrong with calling sister Wan so close to him.
Shen Xiangwan took a look at it and finally nodded, "well, it's very appropriate."
Xiao Qi was unwilling to hand her dumplings in front of her Sister Wan, take a look at me. Xiao Qi is also a good bag. "
Xiao Qi was only six years old, one year younger than Murong Xiude.
Shen Xiangwan has not yet made a comment, small nine is very adult like son of praise. "Xiao Qi, you are still young, and you will learn it well."
This adult tone, listen to Shen Xiangwan blink, while Ru Yue is looking at these small interesting children. Clearly, one by one are not old enough, but why do they have to stretch a small face and make a look of old age.
In the inner room, he Deping listened to Xiao Jiu's slight whisper and shook his head gently.
In fact, xiaowanwan mentioned it to him, and he could roughly hear it. It meant to ask him to pull out more.
He really didn't want to worry about the affairs of the master of the mansion.
In particular, the ninth master is the most special existence in the waiting room.
According to the orthodox saying, only nine childe is the legitimate son of the long house marquis.
Other people, such as master Ming, are just commoners.
As for the others, they were only the sons of the so-called Ping wife.
Which identity can be compared with this nine childe.
However, no one in the house treated him as a serious master. To be a few Wan wenches, sincere to him. In his opinion, this is the friendship between children.
Shen Xiangwan is also helpless about he Deping's views.
This kind of thing can only be done slowly. Fortunately, Xiao Qi is reading with her husband.
He Deping is a man who has a little prejudice towards the master. However, he was willing to give some advice to good scholars. Aestheticism novel www.weim.cc
"At present, I'm afraid you can't get into Mr. He's eyes for the time being. Fortunately, Xiao Qi can learn from her husband. In the future, we can let Xiao Qi study with him. Do you think so? "
Shen Xiangwan talked about it in detail. Murong Xiude didn't want to. In fact, as long as he can be with sister Wan'er, there is no need for him.
The package is about to be finished, Ru Yue and Xiao Qi go to make dumplings on the stove and watch chicken soup. They are chatting about how to eat and drink for a while.
Here, Murong Xiude is hesitant to look at Shen Xiangwan.
"Sister Wan'er, you can Would you like to come to my yard to cook food tomorrow? I, I asked Xiao Qi to prepare some food. We have a piece of pork and several bones. I, I can learn to make some... "
Shen Xiangwan looked up, Zhan black eyes staring at him, eyebrow color did not move, "tell the reason."
Murong Xiude was a little depressed. Why can't he hide something in his heart? Sister Xiaowan is really powerful. She can see that he has something to say.
He was a bit disappointed, but he hung his head and said the reason.
"There's nothing else That is I remember tomorrow, it should be mine Birthday. "
Shen Xiangwan's eyes are slightly stagnant, and finally she seems to have no intention of clearing up the table. "Well, tomorrow, I'll come.""Just you, how about Xiao Qi?"
Murong Xiude lowered his voice and made some urgent requests.
Shen Xiangwan raised her head and did not know how to sweep her.
"Well, sister Ru Yue There may be something wrong tomorrow. I inquired in advance
Well, that's it.
Shen Xiangwan nodded slowly.
"Well, we'll come tomorrow evening."
The little masters in this mansion, even if they were ordinary women, expressed a little bit.
However, Murong Xiude, a serious master son, did not remember.
It can be seen that his day was really difficult.
Thinking like this, Shen Xiangwan's heart is still a little soft.
Turning around, he sent a bowl of rice and chicken soup to him. Xiao Jiu said, "thank you, sister Wan'er..."
That grateful look, straight look Ru Yue more distressed, "look, this child is a nobody hurt yo..."
However, several people did not see is that Murong Xiude drooped his head, a happy and contented smile. He knows now, sister Wan'er In fact, he has strong opinions on the surface
Dumplings mixed with chicken soup, sprinkled with some scallion, a few people think that the world's most delicious things, also no better.
The soup that Xiao Qi and Murong Xiude drink is Shen Xiangwan's carefully discarded oil and gas soup. Because of their good appetite, they both ate two big bowls.
The drumsticks, too, were separated by two small ones.
One wing was given to Mr. He. Ru Yueyuan didn't want another wing, but she was forced into her bowl by Shen Xiangwan.
"I love to gnaw my head."
A small pheasant, Leng is to be eaten by a few people have a taste.
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Murong Xiude in particular, since he began to take the recuperation medicine of the Third Master of Chi, the spirit of his son saw long, and his face had some meat, and his facial features became better and better. In this way, even the little girls are very happy to look at it. What's more, Ru Yue, who loves beautiful little brother, looks at the appearance of xiaojiuye, and loves her very much.
Now listening to his sweet call, that smiling face has never stopped laughing.
Shen Xiangwan heart some belly Fei, Xiaoyue sister do not like her, Mingming Xiaoqi is also very lovely, OK. Just thinking about it, Xiao Qi came out. However, Mr. He did not come out. It can be seen that by default, a few of them play outside.
"Nine, you see, we pack like this."
Murong Xiude takes a look at Shen Xiangwan. She just makes the dumplings in her hand seriously and doesn't mean to teach herself.
He would be honest with that piece of skin and began to pack.
In fact, as long as he is willing to learn and seriously study, it is still very easy to learn.
One or two bags in front of me are not so good. Xiao Qi is still proud to say, "look, master, you are not as good as I am. Hee hee. "
But the next seven can't laugh.
Looking at the Zhou Zhengzheng of the bag in Murong Xiude's hand, the dumpling with excellent shape, and then the one in Qiu's own hand, Xiao Qi didn't want to hum with his mouth open for a long time. "Maybe you're lucky, so pack one."
Shen Xiangwan shook her head when she heard that. The child was her brother. Why did she listen to such pettiness.
However, when she looked at the dumplings made by Murong Xiude, she also had to secretly feel Fei. It seemed that the child could learn what to make. It can be seen that when I was young, I suffered a lot, but my brain was not tortured.
"Sister Wan, Xiao Jiu is OK." Shen Xiangwan is two years older than Murong Xiude. There is nothing wrong with calling sister Wan so close to him.
Shen Xiangwan took a look at it and finally nodded, "well, it's very appropriate."
Xiao Qi was unwilling to hand her dumplings in front of her Sister Wan, take a look at me. Xiao Qi is also a good bag. "
Xiao Qi was only six years old, one year younger than Murong Xiude.
Shen Xiangwan has not yet made a comment, small nine is very adult like son of praise. "Xiao Qi, you are still young, and you will learn it well."
This adult tone, listen to Shen Xiangwan blink, while Ru Yue is looking at these small interesting children. Clearly, one by one are not old enough, but why do they have to stretch a small face and make a look of old age.
In the inner room, he Deping listened to Xiao Jiu's slight whisper and shook his head gently.
In fact, xiaowanwan mentioned it to him, and he could roughly hear it. It meant to ask him to pull out more.
He really didn't want to worry about the affairs of the master of the mansion.
In particular, the ninth master is the most special existence in the waiting room.
According to the orthodox saying, only nine childe is the legitimate son of the long house marquis.
Other people, such as master Ming, are just commoners.
As for the others, they were only the sons of the so-called Ping wife.
Which identity can be compared with this nine childe.
However, no one in the house treated him as a serious master. To be a few Wan wenches, sincere to him. In his opinion, this is the friendship between children.
Shen Xiangwan is also helpless about he Deping's views.
This kind of thing can only be done slowly. Fortunately, Xiao Qi is reading with her husband.
He Deping is a man who has a little prejudice towards the master. However, he was willing to give some advice to good scholars. Aestheticism novel www.weim.cc
"At present, I'm afraid you can't get into Mr. He's eyes for the time being. Fortunately, Xiao Qi can learn from her husband. In the future, we can let Xiao Qi study with him. Do you think so? "
Shen Xiangwan talked about it in detail. Murong Xiude didn't want to. In fact, as long as he can be with sister Wan'er, there is no need for him.
The package is about to be finished, Ru Yue and Xiao Qi go to make dumplings on the stove and watch chicken soup. They are chatting about how to eat and drink for a while.
Here, Murong Xiude is hesitant to look at Shen Xiangwan.
"Sister Wan'er, you can Would you like to come to my yard to cook food tomorrow? I, I asked Xiao Qi to prepare some food. We have a piece of pork and several bones. I, I can learn to make some... "
Shen Xiangwan looked up, Zhan black eyes staring at him, eyebrow color did not move, "tell the reason."
Murong Xiude was a little depressed. Why can't he hide something in his heart? Sister Xiaowan is really powerful. She can see that he has something to say.
He was a bit disappointed, but he hung his head and said the reason.
"There's nothing else That is I remember tomorrow, it should be mine Birthday. "
Shen Xiangwan's eyes are slightly stagnant, and finally she seems to have no intention of clearing up the table. "Well, tomorrow, I'll come.""Just you, how about Xiao Qi?"
Murong Xiude lowered his voice and made some urgent requests.
Shen Xiangwan raised her head and did not know how to sweep her.
"Well, sister Ru Yue There may be something wrong tomorrow. I inquired in advance
Well, that's it.
Shen Xiangwan nodded slowly.
"Well, we'll come tomorrow evening."
The little masters in this mansion, even if they were ordinary women, expressed a little bit.
However, Murong Xiude, a serious master son, did not remember.
It can be seen that his day was really difficult.
Thinking like this, Shen Xiangwan's heart is still a little soft.
Turning around, he sent a bowl of rice and chicken soup to him. Xiao Jiu said, "thank you, sister Wan'er..."
That grateful look, straight look Ru Yue more distressed, "look, this child is a nobody hurt yo..."
However, several people did not see is that Murong Xiude drooped his head, a happy and contented smile. He knows now, sister Wan'er In fact, he has strong opinions on the surface
Dumplings mixed with chicken soup, sprinkled with some scallion, a few people think that the world's most delicious things, also no better.
The soup that Xiao Qi and Murong Xiude drink is Shen Xiangwan's carefully discarded oil and gas soup. Because of their good appetite, they both ate two big bowls.
The drumsticks, too, were separated by two small ones.
One wing was given to Mr. He. Ru Yueyuan didn't want another wing, but she was forced into her bowl by Shen Xiangwan.
"I love to gnaw my head."
A small pheasant, Leng is to be eaten by a few people have a taste.
Murong Xiude in particular, since he began to take the recuperation medicine of the Third Master of Chi, the spirit of his son saw long, and his face had some meat, and his facial features became better and better. In this way, even the little girls are very happy to look at it. What's more, Ru Yue, who loves beautiful little brother, looks at the appearance of xiaojiuye, and loves her very much. Now listening to his sweet call, that smiling face has never stopped laughing. Shen Xiangwan heart some belly Fei, Xiaoyue sister do not like her, Mingming Xiaoqi is also very lovely, OK. Just thinking about it, Xiao Qi came out. However, Mr. He did not come out. It can be seen that by default, a few of them play outside. "Nine, you see, we pack like this." Murong Xiude takes a look at Shen Xiangwan. She just makes the dumplings in her hand seriously and doesn't mean to teach herself. He would be honest with that piece of skin and began to pack. In fact, as long as he is willing to learn and seriously study, it is still very easy to learn. One or two bags in front of me are not so good. Xiao Qi is still proud to say, "look, master, you are not as good as I am. Hee hee. " But the next seven can't laugh. Looking at the Zhou Zhengzheng of the bag in Murong Xiude's hand, the dumpling with excellent shape, and then the one in Qiu's own hand, Xiao Qi didn't want to hum with his mouth open for a long time. "Maybe you're lucky, so pack one." Shen Xiangwan shook her head when she heard that. The child was her brother. Why did she listen to such pettiness. However, when she looked at the dumplings made by Murong Xiude, she also had to secretly feel Fei. It seemed that the child could learn what to make. It can be seen that when I was young, I suffered a lot, but my brain was not tortured. "Sister Wan, Xiao Jiu is OK." Shen Xiangwan is two years older than Murong Xiude. There is nothing wrong with calling sister Wan so close to him. Shen Xiangwan took a look at it and finally nodded, "well, it's very appropriate." Xiao Qi was unwilling to hand her dumplings in front of her Sister Wan, take a look at me. Xiao Qi is also a good bag. " Xiao Qi was only six years old, one year younger than Murong Xiude. Shen Xiangwan has not yet made a comment, small nine is very adult like son of praise. "Xiao Qi, you are still young, and you will learn it well." This adult tone, listen to Shen Xiangwan blink, while Ru Yue is looking at these small interesting children. Clearly, one by one are not old enough, but why do they have to stretch a small face and make a look of old age. In the inner room, he Deping listened to Xiao Jiu's slight whisper and shook his head gently. In fact, xiaowanwan mentioned it to him, and he could roughly hear it. It meant to ask him to pull out more. He really didn't want to worry about the affairs of the master of the mansion. In particular, the ninth master is the most special existence in the waiting room. According to the orthodox saying, only nine childe is the legitimate son of the long house marquis. Other people, such as master Ming, are just commoners. As for the others, they were only the sons of the so-called Ping wife. Which identity can be compared with this nine childe. However, no one in the house treated him as a serious master. To be a few Wan wenches, sincere to him. In his opinion, this is the friendship between children. Shen Xiangwan is also helpless about he Deping's views. This kind of thing can only be done slowly. Fortunately, Xiao Qi is reading with her husband. He Deping is a man who has a little prejudice towards the master. However, he was willing to give some advice to good scholars. Aestheticism novel www.weim.cc "At present, I'm afraid you can't get into Mr. He's eyes for the time being. Fortunately, Xiao Qi can learn from her husband. In the future, we can let Xiao Qi study with him. Do you think so? " Shen Xiangwan talked about it in detail. Murong Xiude didn't want to. In fact, as long as he can be with sister Wan'er, there is no need for him. The package is about to be finished, Ru Yue and Xiao Qi go to make dumplings on the stove and watch chicken soup. They are chatting about how to eat and drink for a while. Here, Murong Xiude is hesitant to look at Shen Xiangwan. "Sister Wan'er, you can Would you like to come to my yard to cook food tomorrow? I, I asked Xiao Qi to prepare some food. We have a piece of pork and several bones. I, I can learn to make some... " Shen Xiangwan looked up, Zhan black eyes staring at him, eyebrow color did not move, "tell the reason." Murong Xiude was a little depressed. Why can't he hide something in his heart? Sister Xiaowan is really powerful. She can see that he has something to say. He was a bit disappointed, but he hung his head and said the reason. "There's nothing else That is I remember tomorrow, it should be mine Birthday. " Shen Xiangwan's eyes are slightly stagnant, and finally she seems to have no intention of clearing up the table. "Well, tomorrow, I'll come.""Just you, how about Xiao Qi?" Murong Xiude lowered his voice and made some urgent requests. Shen Xiangwan raised her head and did not know how to sweep her. "Well, sister Ru Yue There may be something wrong tomorrow. I inquired in advance Well, that's it. Shen Xiangwan nodded slowly. "Well, we'll come tomorrow evening." The little masters in this mansion, even if they were ordinary women, expressed a little bit. However, Murong Xiude, a serious master son, did not remember. It can be seen that his day was really difficult. Thinking like this, Shen Xiangwan's heart is still a little soft. Turning around, he sent a bowl of rice and chicken soup to him. Xiao Jiu said, "thank you, sister Wan'er..." That grateful look, straight look Ru Yue more distressed, "look, this child is a nobody hurt yo..." However, several people did not see is that Murong Xiude drooped his head, a happy and contented smile. He knows now, sister Wan'er In fact, he has strong opinions on the surface Dumplings mixed with chicken soup, sprinkled with some scallion, a few people think that the world's most delicious things, also no better. The soup that Xiao Qi and Murong Xiude drink is Shen Xiangwan's carefully discarded oil and gas soup. Because of their good appetite, they both ate two big bowls. The drumsticks, too, were separated by two small ones. One wing was given to Mr. He. Ru Yueyuan didn't want another wing, but she was forced into her bowl by Shen Xiangwan. "I love to gnaw my head." A small pheasant, Leng is to be eaten by a few people have a taste.
