"Oximents are not doubt, no suspect, I believe in you."
A warm current in Qingwen's chest, and the original dissatisfaction in her heart had dissipated a little bit.
At the beginning, Qingwen saw Jia Chen's residence so shabby, and was a little uncomfortable.
Human nature is all profitable. Qingwen also wants to climb the branches and marry the master of Rongfu to enjoy Ronghua and rich, but did not expect that the old lady gave her a child.
This made her feel lost, frustrated, and some resentment.
But Jia Chen's trust in her so much made Qingwen feel a lot better.
Jia Chen saw her in a stunned and asked, "Can you cook?"
Qingwen's first: "Will."
Jia Chen laughed: "Then you steam a pot. You love tofu leather buns."
Qingwen asked wrongly:
"Uncle Chen, how do you know I like to eat this kind of bun?"
Jia Chen naturally can't say, because I have read the original book, so I had to perfunctory with my mouth:
"I know that your hometown is Jiangnan Gusu, and the tofu skin buns are a famous snacks, so I guess you should like to eat."
In fact, Qingwen was born in the family of poetry officials, and it is precisely to say that she is a family -made family in Suzhou, so she literate, and she has superb female red skills.
Qingwen has the head of Miss, which is lazy, and loves to call people. All of this comes from her former lady's identity.
Listening to this, Qingwen's heart was warm.
Unexpectedly, Uncle Chen was so concerned about himself.
The dissatisfaction in my heart has disappeared.
Qingwen smiled comfortably:
"Uncle Chen is attentive, I will make tofu leather buns, but this is my specialty, I will definitely satisfy Uncle Chen."
Jia Chen laughed:
"Don't call you uncle Chen, you're older, I only get older than three months older than you, you can call me, Brother Chen."
"Okay, Brother Chen!" Qingwen responded sweetly, his eyebrows were curved, and he smiled.
After making tofu leather buns, Jia Chen picked two into the food box, picked up a copper teapot, and laughed:
"You eat first, I'll go out."
Jia Chen was going to deliver meals to Lin Daiyu. In fact, there is no need to hide Qingwen, but now she told her that she would not help. She would not work lightly.
When I saw Lin Daiyu over the wall, Jia Chen took out the tofu leather buns, handed it to her, and laughed:
"This is made by Qingwen, eat it while it is hot."
Lin Daiyu froze slightly, and there was a little melancholy and sadness in her eyes.
Jia Chen's body was in a small, and he noticed the faint sorrow between Lin Daiyu's eyebrows, and asked warmly:
"Sister Lin, what's wrong with you?"
Lin Daiyu sighed:
"I really envy Qingwen, I can get along with Brother Chen."
Jia Chen smiled and comforted: "You are a young lady, why should you envy a girl? It should be Qingwen envy you."
Lin Daiyu talked about the truth:
"If I can be with Brother Chen, even if I exchange my identity with Qingwen, I am willing."
Jia Chen snapped up and almost got a goosebumps.
Of course, he knows that Lin Daiyu is still young and should not know about men and women. Now his feelings for himself are just attachment and trust in childhood playmates.
Looking at Lin Daiyu's watery fox winks, and the red lips of shiny luster, Jia Chen was a little bit heart -minded, worried that he couldn't hold it, and he picked up his mouth and kissed it.
Take a deep breath and restrain the restlessness in the body, Jia Chen opened the topic and laughed:
"I teach you Wudang Qixing Sword. After you learn, you can not only protect yourself, but also strengthen your body."
Lin Daiyu was hesitant and asked:
"But I am a girl's house, what kind of body?"
Jia Chen persuaded:
"Who said that the woman can't practice martial arts? Tang You Fan Lihua hangs in Pingxi Liang, Song Youliang Hongyu retired the golden soldiers. From ancient times to the present, the heroine of the eyebrows will not be ended. You don't need to learn to fight the battlefield, but you can also practice martial arts.
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Lin Daiyu's heart moved and laughed:
"I am often tired and weak, and qi and blood are weak. If martial arts can strengthen my body, maybe it can alleviate my illness."
Jia Chen's first point:
"Your body is weak, and it is really related to the long -term without exercise. The martial arts can help you to boil bones and strong body. When you finish eating tofu leather buns, I will start teaching you!"
Lin Daiyu's spirit was inspiring. Why did she not want to cure her illness, but she just saw a lot of doctors and couldn't cure it.
If Brother Chen taught himself Xiwu to practice swords can cure stubborn diseases, it is really a great fortune.
Thinking about it, Lin Daiyu changed his reserved in the past, and he ate two tofu leather buns after galloping. As a result, he almost choked.
Jia Chen opened the kettle with heart, feed her a few sips of water, and then got angry.
After eating and drinking, Jia Chen folded two branches as swords and handed one of them to Lin Daiyu.
The sunset is shining, and Shu Yun's left shadow water is leisurely.
Jia Chen was bathed in the bright sunset of the golden light, and began to teach Lin Daiyu one by one.
What surprised Jiachen was that Lin Daiyu's perception was extremely high. In less than an hour, he learned the top ten moves of the Wudang Qixing Sword.
Seeing the twilight Sihe, the willow head on the moon, in order to prevent the suspicion of spring fiber and purple cuckoo, Jia Chen had to urge Lin Daiyu to go back and continue to teach her to practice swords tomorrow night.
After reluctantly bid farewell, Lin Daiyu passed through the flowers and shadows under the moon, and the fragrance of flowers and spleen.
It wasn't until her little figure disappeared into the hazy night that Jia Chen turned over the wall and returned home.
Jia Chen pushed the door of the courtyard and took a look. Qingwen was sitting beside the candlelight, holding his chin with both hands, waiting for himself to come back.
The swaying candlelight reflected her beautiful face, and she added a hazy beauty in the fog.
Jia Chen laughed:
"If you are sleepy, you can go to rest first, don't wait for me."
Qingwen's mouth is clever:
"Brother Chen, where is this, you are the master, I am a girl, how can there be the truth of the girl to sleep first?"
Jia Chen sighed secretly, this Qingwen really went straight, sharp, speaking, just like setting off firecrackers, crisp and pleasant.
"Okay, I allow you to go to sleep tonight, don't talk to you, I'm going to take a bath and change clothes." Jia Chen smiled helplessly, and felt that Qingwen's charcoal temper had been taken shape, and he would still be in the future.
You have to adjust it well.
Qingwen bit his lips and hesitated, muttering a little hesitant:
"Brother Chen, let me take a bath."
Jia Chen stunned slightly and laughed: "How can you be embarrassed? Or do I come by myself."
Qingwen blushed and argued:
"This is what my sister taught me. Don't look at me when I was young. In fact, I have been serving with the old lady for two years. Every time I take a bath, there are several maids."
Listening to this, Jia Chen suddenly felt a little bit distressed about this girl. How old is this child?
Qingwen quickly said, continue to say:
"Brother Chen is good to me, it is the grace of the master, but as a subordinate, I can't be proud of it, I don't know how to do it, let me serve you."