pretty little cook

Chapter 105 Surprise (Part [-])

Yong En smiled lightly and said nothing, neither affirming nor denying.

Mi Xiaowan continued. "If Lord Baylor is interested in this, then Lord Baylor shouldn't let me follow you!"

"How do you say that?" Yong En frowned. He vaguely remembered that four years ago he said that he would take him to Beijing, but he refused. Four years later, he still wanted to reject him, but he wanted to see this little girl. What can a guy say, and if he doesn't like it, don't blame him!
"As the saying goes, those who are obsessed with the authorities are those who are on the sidelines. I have always devoted myself to cooking. I just read these books. The so-called matter has nothing to do with me. That's why I can analyze it with the most obvious and straightforward feeling. But if I follow you If I go to the capital, then maybe I will never be able to say what I just said, or I dare not say it!" Mi Xiaowan said.

Yong En pulled out a folding fan from under the low table, opened it with a "swish" and asked while shaking it. "Don't dare to say? Why?"

Mi Xiaowan explained. "There is a saying that 'the more you study, the less you understand!' Because the more you learn, the less you know, and the less you know, you dare not comment on anything!"

Yongen nodded, this is the truth, if someone who has read sage books since childhood, how many dare to question or comment on sage books, that is to say, but this little guy is obviously looking for a reason not to go with him!
"Do you like cooking?" Yong En asked an irrelevant question.

"Well, to be precise, I like to see people like the dishes I cook, and I feel very happy!" Mi Xiaowan said without concealing it. Although she didn't want to admit it, she also had to admit that talking to Yong En was a matter of life. It was a very comfortable thing, so comfortable that she gradually forgot his identity, just like an ordinary old friend, more relaxed and less restrained.

Yong En nodded, without further words, closed his eyes again.

Mi Xiaowan pursed her lips and continued to look at the book in her hand.

Without talking all the way, I came to Shanyao Village.

Seeing the front of the shop fluttering in the wind from afar, Mi Xiaowan carefully glanced at Yong En, still leaning against the wooden couch with her eyes closed, as if she didn't notice her, she stooped out of the carriage.

The curtain of the carriage swayed with the wind, and Yong En opened his eyes. Although Mi Xiaowan was eloquent, he still wanted to take him away, not for any other reason, it would be good to talk to him in his spare time!
Mi Xiaowan jumped out of the carriage like a kitten. When Zhang Fang, Zhang Kuo and others saw it, they frowned and looked at each other, but they ignored him. Since Master Belle didn't speak, it meant that he acquiesced. I don't bother to care about it.

Mi Xiaowan jumped out of the carriage and ran all the way, arriving at the shop one step ahead of them.

"Father!" Mi Xiaowan shouted loudly.

"What's the matter? It's so loud, your father is not at home, he went up the mountain to pick sweet-scented osmanthus!" Mrs. Zhang came out of the kitchen wiping her hands with her apron.

"Mother, go to the mountain to look for dad. Lord Belle is here. By the way, tell dad. Don't talk about saving uncle in front of Lord Belle. You can only talk about saving grandma!" Seeing that time was running out, Mi Xiaowan hurried Push Mrs. Zhang back, you can't get out from the front door, you can only go up the mountain from the back door!

Seeing Mi Xiaowan's nervous expression, Mrs. Zhang didn't ask the reason, and went up the mountain from the back door without saying a word. At this time, Qin Jifeng and Mi Zirui, who were giving lectures in the house, also came out, and only had one word for Mi Xiaowan. "Lord Belle is here!"

(End of this chapter)