Chapter 212 She is full of questions

Although the current season is not suitable for planting flowers and plants, Mu Daiyao will prepare to tidy up the land in the coming spring and at least make the flower stand covered with flowers. In this way, even if she lies in the yard in the summer,

You don't have to worry about getting sunburned by the hot sun.

So when Ji Zhixu returned home, he walked to the yard and saw that half of Mu Daiyao's face was covered with an old book, and her stockings were crookedly worn, revealing half of her snow-white feet outside the lounge chair.

, and it flickers from time to time.

Seeing this, Ji Zhixu couldn't help but bend his eyes and couldn't help laughing.

The gentle autumn sunset made the smile on his face a little warmer.

If it weren't for the heavy dew these days, which makes it easy to catch a cold, Ji Zhixu would really be reluctant to wake Mu Daiyao up.

"Yao Niang, wake up, go back to the house and sleep."

After a while, Mu Daiyao opened her eyes unconsciously and muttered a little aggrievedly: "Well, it's not dark yet."

She had just woken up and her voice was elegant and sandy, as if scratching people's hearts.

Hearing Ji Zhixu's heart itched, his voice slowed down unconsciously and he said softly: "Yes, it's not dark yet."

"It's not dark yet, so what do you want me to do?"

Ji Zhixu avoided Mu Daiyao's kick and said with a smile.

Mu Daiyao was a little confused, but she didn't ask any more questions. She just thought it was Ji Zhixu's sudden whim.

However, she didn't notice it herself. Only Ji Zhixu felt this. He lowered his eyes slightly and suppressed the joyful smile in his eyes.

"No, I just want to try a bowl of noodles to see how it tastes and let Yao Niang appreciate it and comment on it."

"Ms. sir, what do you want to cook? Aren't you someone who didn't cook in the past? Why are you in such a good mood today?"

"I took her to Zhang's house."

"It's because of our childhood friendship that Mr. Zhang didn't refuse so bluntly, and he still gave Zhiqiu face. Otherwise, he probably wouldn't be so easy to talk to."

Ji Zhixu said such exciting news in the calmest tone, which immediately made Mu Daiyao's sleepy eyes run away.

Ji Zhixu saw that Mu Daiyao had almost eaten, and then he slowly opened his mouth and answered the questions she had just asked him one by one.

Anyway, she happened to be hungry, so she picked up her chopsticks and started eating in small bites.

She didn't want to eat hot tofu. Although Mu Daiyao had a tough talk, she looked at Ji Zhixu's walking back and pursed her lips. After all, she couldn't help but follow her out of curiosity.

"Oh well."

Could it be that he was in a good mood because he solved Ji Zhiqiu's matter?

Mu Daiyao thought with some suspicion, but she didn't quite believe it. After all, Ji Zhiqiu was so messy in her memory, how could it be solved so easily.

She didn't believe that Ji Zhiqiu would give up so easily. Normally, he would have to make a fuss for several days before he would give up.

However, Mu Daiyao would not let her have her wish. It was impossible for her to give away her hard-earned silver to others.

"Let's go and have some snacks to fill our stomachs first. I'll cook tonight."

After all, according to Ji Zhiqiu's appearance, she is worthy of being an official's wife.

On the surface, she didn't dare to have an opinion, but in her heart, Mu Daiyao rolled her eyes angrily.

"Master Zhang refused? I thought he would agree because of our previous friendship with Zhiqiu."

There was already a table full of snacks on the table in the kitchen. Mu Daiyao glanced at it and found that she had paid close attention to it before when she visited the tile market in the town.

"Eat first, the food here will take a while to be ready."

I don't know since when, Mu Daiyao has become more and more familiar with Ji Zhixu's tone of voice, and even has a little bit of coquettishness without realizing it.

"That's true," Mu Daiyao stood up and regained most of her sanity. Following Ji Zhixu's gaze, her eyes fell on her own socks. Her cheeks suddenly turned red and she quickly withdrew her eyes.

own feet, "What are you looking at!"

"I will answer these questions for you one by one later. Don't be so impatient, Yao Niang. You can't eat hot tofu if you are impatient."

This word was spoken by Mu Daiyao last night, but now it came out of Ji Zhixu's mouth slowly, with a hint of teasing.

Ji Zhixu saw Mu Daiyao standing by the table without moving for a while, so he said something.

"Pooh."

Mu Daiyao's successive questions made Ji Zhixu feel a little funny. He raised his hand and flicked Mu Daiyao's forehead gently. After she exclaimed in pain, he said slowly: "Mother Yao's

Why are there so many problems? I have never seen you so sharp-tongued before."

As Ji Zhixu spoke, he poured a bowl of clear noodle soup and placed it in front of Mu Daiyao, then pulled up a chair and sat next to her.

"I did take Zhiqiu to the Zhang family in the morning and met Mr. Zhang, but Mr. Zhang didn't really want to agree to the marriage."

Ji Zhixu was actually choked. He blinked, his crow-feathered eyelashes blocking the depth of his eyes, making it seem as if he had been staring at Mu Dai's feet.

What's more, this time Ji Zhiqiu came with a purpose, and he was afraid that he would not leave until he had to take something off Ji Zhixu's body.

Ji Zhixu also knew that his gaze just now was a bit abrupt, so he cleared his throat guiltily, looked away, and quickly changed the topic: "I bought some snacks at the market, Yao Niang can see if she likes them."

"Yao Niang, aren't you hungry? I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep well if you're hungry."

After getting up and putting on her socks, Mu Daiyao glanced behind Ji Zhixu again and found that there was no one there, so she asked curiously.

Perhaps because she was not fully awake yet, Mu Daiyao's eyes were confused, but her tone of voice was not polite at all. She was not at all like the pretended respectful guest when speaking to Ji Zhixu in the past.

Unexpectedly, Ji Zhixu remembered everything so clearly. Mu Daiyao was slightly startled and couldn't tell what it was like.

"Ah, by the way, sir, how was your chat with Zhiqiu? Why don't you see her come back?"

"Ahem, Yao Niang, please put on your socks, be careful of catching a cold."

"What about the questions I just asked, sir? Don't leave. For the sake of my curiosity, please answer them!"

"What? My husband, are you telling the truth? Did you really go to the Zhang family? What did the Zhang family say? Have you seen Mr. Zhang?"

It's not that Ji Zhixu doesn't understand these people's sophistication, he also knows that Zhang Junshi didn't speak so harshly because it was because of the face of Mr. Ji who has passed away that he gave them a great deal of face.

"Then what did Zhiqiu say? She won't give up so easily, right? This is not like her temperament."

Mu Daiyao didn't even think about it and directly expressed her speculation.

On the contrary, after hearing this, Ji Zhixu glanced at Mu Daiyao with some surprise and asked, "Mother Yao knows Zhiqiu very well. I originally thought that the relationship between Lady Yao and Zhiqiu is not so harmonious."
Chapter completed!