When they returned to the fox cave, the little glutinous rice dumpling had hiccupped after eating loquats, and Mi Gu was virtuously taking a broom to sweep the peels off the floor.
Ye Hua poured himself a cup of cold tea and said to me, "Let's go cook."
I glanced at Mi Gu calmly, then sat down and poured a cup of cold tea.
The little glutinous rice dumpling stretched out its hand with a bulging belly and said coquettishly to me: "Mom, I want it too."
I drank the cup of cold tea with him.
Mi Gu stood aside with a sad face and hugged a broom: "Auntie, you know this very well."
I comforted him calmly and said, "There is a first time for everything.
You have experienced the thunder.
Are you still afraid of this?
I am optimistic about you."
He went into the kitchen house unwillingly.
Ye Hua cupped his cheek and looked at me for a long time, then said with a low smile: "I really don't understand you.
Qingqiu is obviously a fairyland, but you manage it like a mortal.
Men farm and women weave, but there is no trace of fairy magic at all.
The shadow of Taoism.”
He didn't have the slightest sense of self-consciousness that a guest should have, and I didn't need to insist on the host's dignity.
I smiled lazily and said: "If everything can be solved with magic, what's the point of being a god?
They have already I feel very bored, and I am thinking about preparing a battlefield for them at some point, so that they can fight a few battles to entertain themselves and not get bored. " The tea cup was sipped on the table with a clatter.
He smiled half-heartedly and said: "This is quite interesting.
If that time comes, do you need me to send a few heavenly warriors to help you?"
I was about to happily agree, but suddenly there was a "bang" in the kitchen.
Mi Gu stood at the entrance of the cave with a disheveled face, a huge spoon in his hand, and looked at me with resentment.
I was dumbfounded for a long time, then leaned over to discuss with Ye Hua: "Anyway, I'm already burping after eating the glutinous rice dumplings.
It doesn't matter that we three adult gods don't eat.
Let's just forget about this meal."
He turned around and said to Mi Gu solemnly: "Go to the mortal world quickly and recruit Feng Jiu back to me."
Mi Gu held the spoon in his hand and said, "What is her name?"
I thought about it and said cautiously: "Just say that something big happened in Qingqiu."
Before he finished his instructions, Ye Hua dragged him to the stove: "Add some materials to make a fire, you can do it."
The little glutinous rice dumpling was half lying on a bamboo chair, stroking its belly, looking at us, turned over, and fell asleep.
I thought it was amazing that things had developed to this point.
I have only known Mr.
Ye Hua for about two days, but now he can roll up his sleeves and stand in front of my stove cooking in a cool manner.
He also tells me one or two words from time to time, "If there is too much firewood, put in less firewood."
Or "The fire is low, add more firewood." or something like that.
Suddenly he remembered that Xiao Nuomi Dumpling said that his mother was a mortal on Junji Mountain in the Eastern Wasteland.
Well, it's possible that Ye Huajun's skill with a shovel was probably taught by his late wife who jumped off the Immortal Execution Platform.
Watching him dance so beautifully with a spoon in one hand and a shovel in the other, I couldn't help but admire him.
I praised him from the bottom of my heart: "My wife is really good at cooking."
He was stunned for a moment.
I just remembered that his wife had already lost her soul.
To mention her like this now would be to expose her scars.
The flames licked the bottom of the pot sizzlingly.
I swallowed and silently added a handful of more firewood to the stove.
Ye Hua put the dishes on the plate, gave me a strange look, and said calmly: "She is just like you, she only lights up the fire and adds firewood when I'm cooking."
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I said in a coquettish way, not being able to answer anything. .
He turned around and went to serve the soup again, muttering in a low voice: "I don't know how I survived in that miserable place in Junji Mountain before I met me."
He was talking to himself, but he took advantage of my ears and made me sad for no reason.
Ye Hua made three dishes and a pot of soup.
Mi Gu had already cleaned up, so I invited him to come and eat with me.
Ye Hua shook the glutinous rice dumplings awake and force-fed him many things.
The little glutinous rice dumpling puffed up its cheeks and said angrily: "Father, if you feed me again, Ali will become a ball."
Ye Hua continued to drink the cup of herbal tea slowly and said: "It's good to eat it like a ball.
I don't need to take you to the clouds when I return to the Heavenly Palace.
I just need to ball you up and roll you up, and then I'll roll you in."
The Qingyun Palace.”
The little glutinous rice dumpling immediately fell on my lap and pretended to cry: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuusuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"My father is a bad person."
Ye Hua put down the tea cup, picked up a bowl and filled the fish soup from the soup basin, and said to the glutinous rice dumplings with a half-smile, "Now you have found a good supporter."
Then he pushed the full bowl of fish soup in front of me, and even Gentle said: "Come on, Qianqian, you need to replenish it more."
Mi Gu choked on a mouthful of rice and kept coughing.
My eyes turned red as I lifted the glutinous rice dumplings off my knees.
I picked up the bowl of soup in front of me with a smile and said, "Hey, dear, let's have another bowl of soup."
Ye Hua's craftsmanship is very good, although he doesn't like the fish soup.
I ate the other three dishes quite happily.
I had a comfortable lunch, and my mood became much more relaxed.
So Ye Hua asked me to help him carve out a study room in the fox hole to handle official documents, and I didn't care.
I tidied up the wing room next to the lake where my third brother used to live, and gave it to him.
I originally thought that Ye Hua was here to settle accounts with me, but I didn't expect that half a month later, he didn't even mention the incident at the East China Sea Crystal Palace.
Every morning early in the morning, a fairy named Ga Yun would knock on the door, take away some official documents that Ye Hua had processed recently, and bring some new official documents that were waiting for approval.
It is said that Gayun was the civil servant of Si Mo before the Ye Hua case, and he was very conscientious in his work.
At first I would kick my shoes to open the door for Immortal Gayun every day, but as the number of times increased, the little Immortal became embarrassed.
I no longer closed the fox cave, but set up a ban at the entrance of the cave and taught this little fairy how to overcome the ban.
Only then did he sleep peacefully again.
Ye Hua spent most of his time in the newly built study room processing official documents.
He would take me out for a walk in the morning, and again in the evening after dinner.
From time to time at night he would come to the study with me to play a game or two of chess with him.
I yawned all day long and was so annoyed by him that I fell asleep on the desk several times in the middle of the night.
But he didn't come to remind me, so they just put on their clothes and lay down on the chess table to sleep.
Thinking that Immortal Nagayun came to pick up the official documents, seeing this scene will inevitably give rise to some thoughts.
Just because a god is dedicated to his duties does not mean he is a god who doesn't like to gossip.
It's a pity that I didn't realize this until the concubine Su Jin in the Heavenly Palace sent Xian'e to the threshold of Qingqiu to urge Ye Hua again and again.
It is true that because of Migu, I was never lucky enough to meet that fairy.
I just heard the little immortals who were watching the fun at that time saying, "The immortal'e's clothes are fluttering.
The material of the clothes is very good, but her face is not good."
Mi Gu stopped her at the entrance of Qingqiu Valley.
She was very arrogant and said to Mi Gu: "My wife is not an intolerant person, and she is also the future empress.
She sent me here with good intentions.
The Lord Bai Qian has not yet agreed with her.
Prince It is not appropriate for His Highness to get married and linger all day long, lying with their necks crossed.
Even the King of Heaven was not like this.
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Moreover, Princess Miuqing will be invited to the Heavenly Palace, and His Highness the Crown Prince should never do it.
Ignored her."
Qingqiu's people were originally open-minded, so it was not unusual to have a baby without getting married, let alone just lying down with their necks crossed.
The little fairies naturally took this as a joke and beat the fairy out before Mi Gu could speak.
I weighed what she said in my mind, and found that it made sense except for the fact that they were lingering all day long and lying with their necks crossed.
Because I couldn't figure out why Ye Hua wanted to stay here for so long, I found this reason and turned around to talk to him.
He was standing in front of the desk with the window open, painting lotus flowers in the lake.
Hearing what I said, he frowned and said, "I can come and live with you if I want to.
You are my wife, what do other people care about?"
I was stunned for a moment, and after he mentioned it, I finally remembered that the Ye Huajun in front of me was indeed the husband Tianjun had promised me with his red lips and white teeth.
That husband who is ninety thousand years younger than me.
I said oh and said solemnly: "If I got married at a decent age, my grandson would probably be as old as you by now."
His hand holding the pen paused, and I squinted at the rice paper on the table.
It was such a good brushwork that I could see through the back of the paper.
He didn't speak in silence, put down his pen and looked at me steadily, his eyes extremely cold.
I laughed out loud twice, then changed the subject and said, "I heard that Xian'e said that you brought the misunderstanding from the East China Sea to the Heavenly Palace."
This topic doesn't seem to be going well.
I just thought that men were keen on discussing women.
When I was Kunlun Xu Xiaoqiu, every time I made my senior brother angry, I could easily resolve his anger by talking to him about some beautiful goddess.
But I didn’t expect that this time I would no longer be the little Qi Qi who had a good body in Kunlun.
Even though the male immortals are also keen to discuss female immortals, they are definitely not willing to talk to one female immortal about another female immortal.
In this case, it was me who was abrupt again.
Unexpectedly, the man's heart was in shock.
Ye Hua, who was still very depressed just now, looked at me indifferently, picked up the pen again and dipped it in ink.
A trace of smile lines appeared at the corner of his mouth, and said: "Stand by the window, yes, in front of the bamboo couch. , Well, let’s lie down, comb your hair, and assume a more relaxed posture.”
I numbly did as he asked and then realized that he wanted to make a painting for me.
How long will I have to stay bored on this bamboo couch?
I am speechless in the posture of Begonia sleeping in spring.
He drew gracefully for a while and then suddenly said: "The second prince Muqing is unwilling to marry Xihai.
She has taken care of me and Ali a lot before, so I will take her back to heaven to be a maid.
I will wait until she figures it out one day. , and then put her back.”
I was dumbfounded for a while, but I didn't expect him to say this.
He raised his head, with some tenderness in his eyebrows, and said slowly: "If there is anything else you want to say to me, let's just say it together."
I was very grateful: "My hand is numb, can you change your position?"
He laughed, drew a few more strokes, and then said, "It's up to you."
I finally fell asleep on the bamboo couch.
When I woke up, it was already dark.
He was covered with a dark robe, which seemed to belong to Ye Hua, but he didn't know where he was
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