A few strangers suddenly came to the village, and it was reasonable for the patriarch to meet him. Although she was a woman, she was a woman, so she could only call Mr. Zhao Jiu to ask questions. Moreover, along the way, Mr. Zhao Jiu's ability to do business is obvious to all, and Fu Tingyun was very relieved. After hearing Mr. Zhao Jiu's words, she didn't ask much, and asked Asen to fetch Mr. Zhao Jiu's water to wash his hands. She went to put on chopsticks.

Asen smiled and took Zhang Bing and sat on the threshold and swallowed it voraciously.

Master and servant have different tables.

Fu Tingyun is born, so why can't he understand this rule? It's just that Asen and her have a friendship with each other, which is a bit different in her mind.

She looked at Master Zhao Jiu.

Master Zhao Jiu lowered his head and drank the soup.

Fu Tingjun quietly glanced at him, picked up half a bowl of vegetables, and handed it to Asen: "I'll add it to you after you finish eating!"

Asen took the bowl, and the light of joy was pounding at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows: "Thank you, Miss!"

Fu Tingyun couldn't help but smile when she looked at her.

When she returned to the table, she suddenly realized that men and women could not be together...

Looking at Mr. Zhao Jiu who was concentrating on eating, Fu Tingyun was murmured.

He sat there in a big golden sword, where was she sitting?

Thinking of Mr. Zhao Jiu's background, and then when he thought of Asen, who was raised by him, squatted at the door, let alone her.

Could it be that she would sit at the kitchen stove door like those village women, just like those village women, and she would sit down at the kitchen stove door?

Fu Tingyun was a little unhappy.

Once upon a time, she was an unmarried girl from the Fu family. No matter whether she eats or listens to operas, she even has her seat without a seat for her sister-in-law. Even if she gets married, her husband's family is a prominent family in Jiangnan. Her fiancé was 14 years old and a scholar at the age of 18 years old... She never thought that one day she would have no seat for her meal!

Fu Tingyun's shoulders collapsed.

She has been resigned...

Seeing Fu Tingyun standing by the table and slugging for a long time without any movement, Zhao Jiuye stopped and asked her, "Why don't you sit down and have a meal?"

"Ah!" Fu Tingyun's eyes widened.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Jiuye asked strangely.

"It's okay, it's okay!" Fu Tingyun always felt that eating at the stove door was done by the servant. She didn't want to become like Zhao Jiu's servant. Now she didn't have to go to the stove door to eat, and she felt very happy.

She sat down quickly, picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of tofu, looking a little anxious.

Master Zhao Jiu felt suspicious, thought for a moment, and said, "Do you want to eat with me?" He said, and immediately felt that his guess was good, and said, "We are in a hurry to follow the rules. We are now fleeing famine and living in Lijiaao. The food is just two plates of side dishes and a few pancakes. Let's put some rules aside for now! Let's talk about them when we settle down." He couldn't help but curse himself in his heart. He had been mingling with Yuanbao and Yucheng for a long time, and had long forgotten these rules.

"No, no!" Fu Tingjun saw that Zhao Jiuye's tone was rarely gentle, as if he was explaining, and comforting, but instead became a little uneasy. He wanted to explain, but he didn't know what to say for a moment, so he had to change the topic, "I heard from Asen that Jiuye likes to eat pancakes, and I don't know what else to eat?"

Master Zhao Jiu looked at her in surprise.

Why do you look at her like this... Did she say it wrong...

The thought flashed by, and Fu Tingyun's face turned slightly red.

He is not her father and brother, why did she ask such intimate words? No wonder he had to look at her with that look!

"I think we can only eat steamed buns and drink cold water as soon as we get on the way," she said in a hurry and found an excuse, "I want to take advantage of the rest of the day tomorrow and want to make a few dishes for Jiuye and Asen to have a tooth sacrifice."

Master Zhao Jiu nodded without comment: "What do you want to eat? I'll go to the village tomorrow!"

It smashed again!

Fu Tingyun lowered her head in frustration.

It is the year of disaster, and I am living in Lijiaao, what good things can I have? Master Zhao Jiu didn’t say what he liked to eat, but just asked her what she liked to eat. It was clearly a misunderstanding that she was greedy!

"This is great, I love to eat." It seems that in order to prove that she was not polite, she even picked up a piece of fried winter melon.

Master Zhao Jiu looked at Fu Tingyun, who was so excited just now that his words made her fall like a pierced ball, looked at the dish on Caizi and said, "Did you cook this dish?"

Fu Tingyun gently said with a slight head: "I learned it when I was at home, so I volunteered to take charge of the chef."

So that's it...

He said "Hmm" and said, "The dishes are cooked well, much better than Assen's."

Much better than Assen did...

How old is Asen?

How old is she?

What does Asen do?

What is she doing?

The private dishes of the Fu family are very famous. Every time the parents of Huayin come to the Fu family, they will try them. She has learned them specially with her daughter-in-law on the stove!

However, this is a saying of praise at least... It seems that this is the first time he has praised her since they met her... Then forget it, don't bother with him.

Fu Tingyun's anger disappeared again, and she said, "Thank you for your praise, Master Jiu", lowered her head and said nothing, and did not realize that the corners of her mouth had turned into a pleasant curve.

Mr. Zhao Jiu, who was sitting opposite him, shook his head.

I was angry for a while, I was happy for a while... I was still a childish temper!

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

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The fear of being frightened all the way, and the waiting for the game to get ready, everyone's hearts were tense. Now they arrived at a safe place. After dinner, they cleaned up, and the three of them fell asleep. When they woke up, it was already noon. Zhao Jiuye checked the cart, Fu Tingyun and Asen boiled water, pancakes, and made steamed buns.

The eleventh aunt who lived next door, the Li family, heard about Fu Tingyun and knew that she would leave today. She specially sent ten cooked eggs to come over: "Take it on the way!"

Fu Tingyun was very grateful and carefully baked ten scallion oil pancakes and sent them there.

The old lady rubbed Fu Tingyun's smooth and delicate hands as smooth as jade in her heart, but she couldn't say anything about helping her. After all, she is now living in her parents' home with her whole family and young, but she repeatedly reminded her to be careful on the way.

When he returned to the house, Master Qi and Mrs. Qi came.

The seventh wife gave her a bottle of Huo Xiang Zhengqi Water: "Mrs. Jie is such a good person..." As she said that, her eyes turned red and tears fell down, which made Fu Tingyun cry.

Master Qi, who was accompanied by Master Zhao Jiu, spoke in the main hall and heard the noise and said comforting words. The couple then said goodbye: "We will not send you off when you leave."

Master Zhao Jiu thanked him repeatedly and sent his wife Qi and his wife to the willow tree outside the door.

Fu Tingyun cheered up and poured the cooled boiled water into the water bag with Asen.

Master Zhao Jiu came over and whispered: "This is Li Jiaao, it's not easy to worship. When we arrive at Xi'an Prefecture, we will ask the elders of Daxingshan Temple to help Master Jie's family do rituals."

"Thank you, Master Jiu!" Fu Tingyun restrained her ale and smiled brightly at him, "I'll ask Master Jiu to take me there at that time!" The water in her eyes was as crystal clear as dew.

Master Zhao Jiu said nothing, and looked at her steadily, with a deep and indescribable look.

The atmosphere in the room also subsided with his eyes.

Fu Tingyun was quite uncomfortable.

Asen, who put the water bag on the cart, ran over and said, "Girl, should we put some salt in the water - I think Mrs. Shang uses salt to cure the meat, and the meat can be eaten until the spring of the next year, and it will not be bad!"

The silence of the room broke and made the atmosphere lively again.

"Okay!" Fu Tingyun quickly turned his head, "Drinking some light salt water in summer can relieve the heat." He said again, "It's getting late, let's make lunch! After eating and resting for a while, it's time to rush."

"Yeah!" Asen responded and walked into the kitchen side by side with Fu Tingyun.

Master Zhao Jiu stood for a long time before turning around and entering the house.

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The sun gradually turned westward, and the golden sunlight shone on the high wooden fence of Lijia's amazement, quiet and peaceful.

Fu Tingyun sat on the cart and left Li Jiaao silently, and started the day of rushing to the morning and evening and resting at noon.

During this period, I encountered several robberies, but they were blocked by Master Zhao one by one. Once, even in the middle of the night, Fu Tingyun was a warning person. When she opened her eyes, Master Zhao Jiu's eyebrows had hit the other party's leg...

After walking like this for four or five days, the scenery gradually changed - a few oily green grass occasionally popped up under the skinned tree.

They entered Lintong.

"In the past, it was Xi'an Prefecture!" Asen shouted loudly, ran over and grabbed a piece of grass and gave it to Fu Tingyun.

The joy is beyond words.

Fu Tingyun was excited: "How many days will I go to Xi'an Prefecture?" He put the grass on his nose and sniffed the smell of the grass carefully.

"At most five days." Mr. Zhao Jiu's cold face also showed a little smile, "We will rest in Dong'an Village tonight."

"Is Master Jiu very familiar with this place?" Fu Tingjun looked at him in surprise.

"I have been here a few times!" Master Zhao Jiu said vaguely, "I remember that the village is not far from the post road."

Asen wanted to speak but stopped.

Another secret!

Fu Tingyun curled her lips.

Master Zhao Jiu pushed the cart away from the post road and went to a dirt road next to him.

Someone followed them with a cart.

Master Zhao Jiu remained silent and speeded up.
To be continued...