Chapter 82 Why does this man seem to be seducing her?
Song Tuanyuan went to the backyard and saw Ji Changan standing under a locust tree.
The locust tree is in Ji Changan's yard, and it is now full of white locust flowers, filling the yard with fragrance.
Song Tuanyuan walked up to Ji Changan suspiciously and asked angrily: "Master Ji, what are you doing with me? I have to go to the small kitchen to cook for you!"
Ji Changan pointed to the ripe Sophora japonica: "I want to eat Sophora japonica dumplings!"
Song Tuanyuan snorted coldly: "You know how to choose!"
"Do you really know how to make Sophora japonica dumplings?" Ji Changan looked at Song Tuanyuan, his eyes suddenly darkened a lot.
Song Tuanyuan looked at him: "Don't you want to eat?"
A sophora flower dumpling, why are you so excited?
"Okay, I'll wait!" Ji Changan nodded and was about to leave when he heard Song Tuanyuan calling him.
"You have to pick the locust flowers. Can't you let me go up and pick them?" Song Tuanyuan pointed to the locust tree, "I tell you, this food pays attention to the heart, and the food made with sincerity must be delicious. If you want to eat these dumplings,
It’s best to go to the tree and pick it yourself, so that the sophora flower dumplings will be the most delicious!”
"This locust flower is the most delicious, but it's a pity that we are too small and can't pick it! If we can go to the tree to pick it ourselves, the dumplings will be the most delicious!" Ji Changan suddenly realized what he said twenty years ago.
The little girl said it too!
"Do you want to eat?" Song Tuanyuan asked.
Ji Changan smiled, put his feet on the ground, and jumped up into the locust tree, landing just on the largest and thickest branch. With a flick of his wrist, his slender wrist stretched out from his sleeves, and with a flick,
I grabbed a handful of fragrant sophora flowers in my hand.
Ji Changan held the Sophora japonica flower in his mouth. The Sophora japonica flower smelled sweet and smelled like spring in his mouth.
Song Tuanyuan raised her head and looked at the man.
On a sunny morning in spring, Ji Changan sat on a tree branch, eating sophora flowers to his heart's content, and occasionally looked at Song Tuanyuan with playful eyes.
"Hey, you don't need to eat dumplings now that you're full, right?" Song Tuanyuan didn't expect that the problem he had raised didn't stump Ji Changan at all, and even made him swallow a mouthful of saliva, so he asked angrily.
Ji Changan looked at her and asked with a smile: "Do you want to try it?"
Song Tuanyuan doesn’t want to!
Ji Changan suddenly fell to the ground. Without waiting for Song Tuanyuan's reaction, he grabbed her hand, supported her waist, and climbed up the tree again.
"You..." Song Tuanyuan exclaimed and sat on a tree branch, too scared to move.
Ji Changan picked a locust flower and gave it to her.
Song Tuanyuan didn't want to eat, she just wanted to go down.
She was afraid of death and wanted to cherish this body. Although she was not young, she was still healthy.
Ji Changan held the Sophora japonica in his hand, looking as if he would never give up until Song Tuanyuan ate them.
Song Tuanyuan was extremely angry. Did Mr. Ji have nothing to do? He always annoyed her like this!
While rolling her eyes, she took a tassel and put it in her mouth. Song Tuanyuan wanted to pretend to be indifferent, but the sweet taste of the sophora flower made her want to stop.
This time, Ji Chang'an didn't need to pick them for her. Song Tuanyuan picked a few bunches by herself, picked the flowers one by one in her hands, collected a full handful, and stuffed them all into her mouth.
The feeling of fullness and satisfaction came over me all of a sudden.
Song Tuanyuan remembered that when she was a child, she liked to eat sophora flowers the most. Later, after she left her hometown and was sick and hospitalized, she rarely ate these things.
Ji Changan looked at Song Tuanyuan's slightly plump little face, couldn't help but curled his lips, and suddenly stretched out his hand.
Song Tuanyuan was just admiring the sweetness of the locust flower. Suddenly a hand stretched out to her lips and gently wiped away the remaining flowers from her lips.
Song Tuanyuan was stunned for a moment. He raised his eyes and saw a small, trembling white locust petal on Ji Changan's snow-white fingertips.
Song Tuanyuan raised her eyes and met the man's eyes.
A gust of wind blew, and the locust flowers fell down. The man had black hair like ink, fair skin, a handsome face, and dark eyes, as if containing a deep pool. He stared at Song Tuanyuan so closely. Song Tuanyuan frowned slightly. This man
How come it's like seducing her?
Song Tuanyuan quickly withdrew his eyes, took out a handkerchief from his arms, wiped the corners of his lips, and then said: "Mr. Ji, I'm old and I can't stand this joke. What if I fall out?
Are you here to raise me?"
Ji Changan's lips trembled.
Song Tuanyuan wanted to climb down, but after looking down at his new clothes, he was reluctant to climb down, so he could only say, "Master Ji, please send me down!"
Ji Changan suddenly took hold of Song Tuanyuan's wrist.
As the man approached, the scent of sandalwood from his body continued to spread.
Song Tuanyuan muttered a sin in her heart, closed her eyes, and let Ji Changan's other hand touch her waist.
Song Tuanyuan closed her eyes, but the man didn't move for a long time.
Song Tuanyuan's eyes trembled, and just when she was about to open them, the man suddenly left the tree branch. She exclaimed, and couldn't help but stretched out her hands and hugged Ji Changan's waist tightly.
After her feet landed on the ground, Song Tuanyuan dared to open her eyes, only to find that she was lying in Ji Changan's arms.
Song Tuanyuan was startled and quickly took a few steps back, breaking away from Ji Changan's control.
"I'll go to the small kitchen to make noodles first. If Mr. Ji has picked the locust flowers, please have them sent to the small kitchen!" Song Tuanyuan whispered and left in a hurry.
Looking at the woman's back, Ji Changan raised the corners of his lips slightly.
He was waiting for the Sophora japonica dumplings she made.
After making noodles, the Sophora japonica flowers were also delivered. After Song Tuanyuan rolled up the Sophora japonica flowers, washed them, blanched them and soaked them in cold water, then fried two eggs, stirred them into pieces, added them to the Sophora japonica flowers, and added salt.
Add oil and mix thoroughly, then start making dumplings.
Mrs. Yao in the kitchen helped Song Tuanyuan roll out the dough.
"Ms. Song, the way you eat it is fresh. You said that this locust flower blooms in the yard every year. Why didn't I know that this thing can be eaten and made into dumplings?" Mrs. Yao couldn't help but said.
Song Tuanyuan was stunned for a moment: "Have you never eaten these sophora flower dumplings?"
"Don't talk about Sophora japonica dumplings. We don't eat these Sophora japonica very much. That is, the children like it as a tooth sacrifice and eat it as snacks." Mrs. Yao said.
Song Tuanyuan was stunned for a moment. How did Ji Changan know how to eat Sophora japonica dumplings?
And the multiplication table...
Song Tuanyuan couldn't help but have doubts in her heart.
After the dumplings were wrapped, put the pot under boiling water. Because the sophora flower is easy to ripen, I rolled it twice, and the white and slippery sophora flower dumplings came out of the pot.
Song Tuanyuan brought the dumplings to Ji Changan.
In the front yard, a man broke through the servants of Ji Mansion and asked to see Ji Changan.
When Song Tuanyuan heard the noise, he glanced at the man and found that he looked familiar.
"Lu Ping?" Song Tuanyuan was stunned. That figure looked like Lu Ping!
Song Tuanyuan hid behind the pillars and saw Dashan leading someone forward.
"Lu Yi, why are you making such a fuss?" Dashan shouted in a deep voice, "Your brother's death has nothing to do with our young master. Every injustice has its owner, and every debt has its owner. You can't find the Ji family!"