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It's almost the New Year, and the Fang family is full of joy, all kinds of ingredients are sent to the kitchen, flying in the sky, running on the ground, swimming in the river, and even seafood.
There were two uneasy ponies in the inner courtyard, Liu Pu held a roast leg of lamb, and said while eating: "Brother Dehua, this pony has a good temper, but it is suitable for potatoes and peaceful play." ” Fang Xing smiled: "It's four or five years earlier, so this horse can only be played with by them." ” When the horse grows up, Tudou and Ping An are not yet the age to learn to ride a horse, if you learn to ride a horse early, the horse is already in the prime of life, and it is easy to have accidents.
Liu Pu said with a smile: "Brother Dehua's words are wrong, when my younger brother was five years old, my father had already taught me to ride a horse." ” "Hmm!"
、 Fang Xing saw the potatoes running out when they heard the news, so he smiled and said, "If they like to study, they don't like to talk about it when they are older." ” "Horses!
Horse!
” The potato screams and rushes towards the pony, causing her to dodge in place.
"Potatoes come here."
Zhang Shuhui was worried that the potatoes would be kicked by the horse, so she rushed over with her skirt, picked up the potatoes, turned over and slapped them on the buttocks twice.
"Let you be disobedient!
Next time you dare, break your legs!
” "Mother!
Horseback riding!
Horse riding!
” Potato struggled, fortunately Zhang Shuhui was not from that kind of Miss Jiao, otherwise she wouldn't be able to hold this kid.
Xiaobai came out with a babbling peace, and was also happy to see the pony, "Young master, can I ride?"
” Zhang Shuhui panted and packed up the potatoes, and said angrily: "What kind of horse are you riding a woman?"
Shame on the dead!
” Xiao Bai said, "But madam, I have seen women riding horses before......
Oh no, it's riding a donkey, riding sideways, but it's majestic!
” "You are a living donkey as a horse!
Xiaobai, you can do it!
” Fang Xing smiled, and then went to the study with Liu Pu.
In the study, under Fang Wu's watch, Chunsheng had already finished the hot pot.
"Master, this is the hot pot that Hua Niang made according to the method you said."
A charcoal stove sits a pot with a dark soup with intestines and potatoes boiled in it, and some vermicelli around it.
Fans made of potatoes only like to eat it in this way.
"Come on, come on, try how to eat this way."
Picking up a section of intestines, Fang Xing used scissors to break it into rings, then scooped a spoonful of soup, added the chili noodles on the side and stirred.
There was a faint marinade at the entrance of the intestines, and with the addition of chili peppers and soup, Fang Xing's eyes immediately narrowed.
"Delicious!"
Liu Pu learned from Fang Xing to get the intestines, and after tasting a piece, his eyes lit up, and he drank the soup cleanly, regardless of the fact that it was still hot.
"Brother Dehua, your family's food is really unique!"
The potatoes are soft and glutinous, the vermicelli is slippery, and the simple food makes Fang Xing and Liu Pu sweat profusely and heartily.
"Master, Seventh Brother, they're back."
Fang Wu whispered outside the door.
Fang Xing's eyes narrowed, and he said, "Call Mr.
Huang." ” After Huang Zhong came, Fang woke up and said, "You two drink, I'll go to the front yard to have a look." ” Liu Pu waved his hand and said, "Brother Dehua hurry back!"
” The guy still had food in his mouth, and his voice was muffled.
Fang Xing nodded, and went out with a smile, but when he came out of the door of the study, his eyes turned cold.
In the front yard, Xin Laoqi and Xiaodao were drinking water with dust on their faces, and after seeing Fang wake up, Xin Laoqi got up and said: "Master, Hu Die was poisoned by someone, the cause was that Mo Chou refuted King Zhao's guards on the street, and later King Zhao drove Chen Yan, the commander of the guards, out of the palace, this person was in Jinling, and after moving the capital, he poisoned Hu Die." ” Fang Xing's fists clenched and asked, "Is he here to vent his anger?"
” Xin Laoqi nodded and said: "Yes, Chen Yan is venting his anger, and he also wants to take the secret recipe when he sees that there is no one behind the immortal residence of the Mochou family." ” "What's the secret ingredient?
Meals?
” Xin Laoqi nodded, and then said: "Master, before coming back, the little one has already bought off the jailer, and Chen Yan will die of torment." ” Fang Xing's chest rose and fell a few times and asked, "What about Mo Chou?"
Why didn't she come along?
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” Xin Laoqi lowered his head and said: "Miss Mochou originally wanted to go back, but then the younger few people persuaded her, and in the end she only agreed to stay in Jinling and run the immortal residence. ” "Did MSG deliver?"
Fang Xing asked in a flat tone.
"I sent it, the little one said, and I will send MSG to Jinling twice a year in the future."
"No one in Jinling will dare to bully her in the future, right?"
Fang Xing said to himself, then turned back.
"Send the news to Yushi later, I will make Jinling officialdom pay the price!"
The imperial historians of the Metropolitan Procuratorate have been tossed by Fang Xing a few times, dusty, and a little silent recently.
After moving the capital, there should naturally be a new atmosphere, if you don't find a few unlucky ghosts to sacrifice the flag, is it still the Metropolitan Procuratorate?
Back in the study, Fang sobered up until the glass was dry, laughed and laughed, and finally got drunk.
Fang Xing generally doesn't make trouble when he's drunk, he just falls asleep.
Zhang Shuhui was playing a game of reciting poems with Tudou, and when she saw Fang Xing who was helped in, she couldn't help asking, "Is there anything good today?"
” Fang Xingzhen shook off the support, and then stumbled into the bedroom in the back room.
Zhang Shuhui was stunned for a moment, and the potato took the opportunity to get rid of the 'study', so she chased in with a cheer.
That's not right!
In the past, Fang Xing was smiling no matter how much he was, but today he looks a little ......
What about depression?
Zhang Shuhui got up and went to the inner room, just in time to see the potato skillfully climb onto the bed, sit on Fang Xing's stomach, and shout: "Dad, ride a big horse!"
Ride a big horse!
” People who drink too much can't toss, and the act of potatoes is just a trick to induce vomiting, so Fang Xing's mouth opened, ready to side his face.
Zhang Shuhui quickly sent the basin over, and then helped Fang Xing's upper body out of the bed and patted his back.
The potatoes were pulled off the horse, and when they were flattening their mouths, Fang woke up and vomited.
"Gross!"
The mixture of food and alcohol spat into the basin in a spray shape, and even splashed on Zhang Shuhui's hands.
She patted Fang Xing's back and said like a child: "Spit it out, spit it out, it's just comfortable to spit it out." ” Fang Xing's mood was problematic, and he seemed to be a little depressed.
As a wife, when Fang Xing didn't want to say it, Zhang Shuhui chose to be silent.
Tudou was frightened stupidly, and when he saw Zhang Shuhui patting Fang Xing on the back, he crawled over awkwardly, stretched out his little hand and patted it along.
"Daddy!
Stinking!
Stinking!
” "Gross!"
The vomiting seemed to be endless, Zhang Shuhui couldn't hold the basin with one hand, but fortunately, Xiaobai rushed over when she heard the sound and squatted on the ground to take the basin.
So, a beautiful woman and a cute baby were patting the back, a beautiful woman was carrying a basin, and Fang Xing vomited in the dark in this arrogant environment.
After vomiting, Zhang Shuhui took the maid's towel to wipe his mouth, and sent him a sobering soup to pour down.
Fang Xing fell heavily on the bed, and the potato stood beside him, frowning, thinking about why something so stinky would come out of a person's mouth.
Fang Xing looked at the potatoes blankly, gasped and said, "Shuhui, am I wrong?"
” Zhang Shuhui was taking the new towel, and when she heard this, her body was stagnant, and then she naturally continued to wipe his face: "The husband is up to help the community, and he is pitying the old and the young, which is right in the eyes of the concubine!"
” Fang Xing only felt that there was a firecracker in his brain that kept exploding, and he smirked: "Yes, I'm not wrong, it's all God's fault, I'm not wrong......"
In that quiet alley, that frowning girl, am I wrong?
"I don't know ......"