Chapter 296: I haven't had dinner yet, I'm hungry

Chapter 296: I haven't had dinner yet, I'm hungry

  296 I haven't had dinner yet, so I'm hungry. "Don't worry, I'm flying over the roof, and I'll never leave footprints on the ground." He added.

   Knowing that she has scruples in her heart, he will not do anything that will let people get caught.

  Xia Beibei: "..."

She didn't know what to say. She could take it for granted. I'm afraid there were not many people in ancient times. Moreover, in order to see her, she came over the roof in the wind and snow, and said that she was not moved. It's definitely a lie human.

   "Bei Er, it's really cold in your room, why don't you start a charcoal fire to keep you warm?" Dongfang Yu rubbed his hands and looked around.

The goal of    is the cold four walls.

   "I don't think it's too cold. It's okay now. When the snow melts, it's really cold." Actually, she was not used to the smell of charcoal fire, so she said that.

   "Yes." Dongfang Yu responded lightly, turning his eyes to look at her pitifully, "Bei Er, I haven't had dinner yet, I'm hungry."

  Xia Beibei: "..."

   This guy, this guy is really, co-author didn't come to see her because of her, but because of her craftsmanship? is not it?

  Xia Beibei grinded her teeth and glared at him fiercely. Grandma must be suspicious of going to the kitchen to open fire at this hour.

Even she herself should be suspicious, how can she eat like this, not long after dinner, she is going to have supper again, even if the family has money, it is not the way to eat, it makes people fat , it is not beautiful.

   After a while, a charcoal pot grew up in the room. Xia Beibei took two sweet potatoes bought from the town and some grass ashes under the stove, and planned to bake two for him.

  After half an hour, she used two twigs to pick out the roasted sweet potato, patted the ashes on top, and prepared to peel it for him.

"I come."

  However, before the hands started to move, Dongfang Yu took the sweet potato beside the charcoal basin into his hands and began to peel it.

   "You have a wound on your hand, this is very hot." He explained his behavior.

   Hearing this, Xia Beibei rolled her eyes and was speechless.

  Dude, when you watched me wash sweet potatoes, why didn't you think I had a wound on my hand? Do you remember it now?

   She shook her head and sighed.

   "Bell, what's the matter with you, why are you sighing?" Hearing her sighing voice, a certain ignorant prince turned his eyes from the fragrant sweet potato and looked at her.

   How can you sigh when you are so good? Is there something bothering you?

   However, the gangs in the Xia Village were really enough to give him a headache, let alone a little girl like Belle.

   A look of displeasure flashed on Dongfang Yu's face. If it wasn't for the unstable state of Yuliuyu, he really wanted Belle to follow him back to Yuliujiao.

   Staying in this Xiajia Village, people who are not sick will be out of anger.

   "But what's the trouble?"

   "No, no, I just thought of something from the past." Xia Beibei twitched the corners of her mouth.

   She was sighing, why does Big Brother Dongfang look like a starving ghost reincarnated every time she sees her? Is it difficult for a dignified grandfather to even fill his stomach?

   However, Wu Shiqi's cooking is indeed incomparable to himself. It seems that in the future, he will often have to make some food for Big Brother Dongfang to send to him.

   However, this is ancient times after all, and the etiquette is strict. She is a girl, how could she often go to the ancestral hall to find Big Brother Dongfang?

  Xia Beibei frowned slightly, she had to think of a good idea.

  …

  Xia Xiaozi's house, Liu Huahong was in her room, facing the air, scolding Xia Ziqing for several days, but she was still puzzled.

   To be so ruthless to her Liu Huahong's daughter, do you think her Liu Huahong is easy to bully?

   However, Xia Guchun is the village chief of Xiajia Village, and he is really not easy to mess with. If he is too open to deal with them or speak ill of their family, it will definitely be very unfavorable to himself.

After thinking about it, she finally came up with a very good solution, that is, to let her daughter go to the ancestral hall, as long as she can get the hand of Master Dongfang, what is Xia Guchun, Xia Ziqing, she doesn't even look at it take a look.

But……

   This matter, she still has to get her daughter's consent. She believes that with her daughter's beauty, a Dongfang Yu can still be captured. As for whether it is worthy of Dongfang adults.

   Even if you don't deserve it, as long as you have a husband and wife, are you still afraid that the East is going to default on your debts?

  Being a concubine in a rich family is more difficult than working in a country like this, where you have to boil water every day to cook and wash clothes, which is better than being in a rich family and having a maid serving you.

  Wait a while for the daughter to enter the door, she must talk to her well.

  Thinking of Xia Daya, Xia Daya happened to be carrying rice and pushed open the door and came in. Liu Huahong turned to look at her, and saw the white rice porridge and a handful of pickles at a glance.

   She frowned immediately, is this to send beggars? Even if it is to send beggars, it must be a bowl of rice, right?

"Mother, here's the porridge for you." Xia Daya put the thin bowl of porridge in her hand on a small bed table in front of Liu Huahong, and then nervously looked outside to make sure that no one was there, then He took out half a steamed bun from his pocket.

   "Mother, I secretly hid this when the milk was not paying attention. You should eat it quickly, so as not to be discovered by the milk."

   In the past few days, my mother's health has not recovered, but my grandmother couldn't bear her temper. She kept calling her in the house to eat and be lazy, and deliberately didn't work because of her own injury.

   I also felt that my mother was injured on purpose to avoid the family's work.

Liu Huahong saw the half of the steamed bun with blue light in her eyes, so she quickly grabbed it and ate it all in her stomach. She choked on the steamed bun, so she quickly drank it. A mouthful of gruel.

   "Mother, eat slowly, next time I have steamed buns, I'll bring them back to you." Xia Daya couldn't help but reddened her eyes when she saw her mother's gobbling up.

She is at home with her mother, and life has not been good all the time, so the mother thought about letting her get close to brother Muzi, so that as long as she has any relationship with brother Muzi, that is the future scholar lady, and her attitude towards her , will get better.

   However, Brother Muzi only cared about that Xia Beibei, which made her resentful.

   "Damn old woman, I was eating steamed buns outside, but let me drink gruel." After taking a mouthful of gruel, Liu Huahong took a deep breath, and then exhaled heavily, her resentment towards the old woman at home deepened.

In this way, Liu Huahong's belief that she wants her daughter to stand out has deepened, but it is impossible for Da Ya to stand out and point at Xia Ziqing. That guy has long been fascinated by Xia Beibei. Fainted.

   Right now, I can only hold Master Dongfang.

   As long as Da Ya can be favored by Lord Dongfang, even if she wants to be a concubine, it will be a matter of honor for her Liu Huahong face, and she will be able to raise her head in front of the dead old woman.

   "Da Ya, listen to your mother, we can't be bullied like this by your milk, we must think of something."

   "Thinking, what are you thinking of? Mother." Xia Daya couldn't help blinking her red eyes when she heard her words.

   What else can she and her mother think of? Brother Muzi has chased her out of Yemen, and the eldest brother doesn't say anything to himself at all. What else can she do?

   "Muzi, don't think about it in the future. Who knows if he will be capable of high school next year, maybe he is not as strong as your brother." Liu Huahong curled her lips disdainfully, looking like a snob.

   She cursed that stinky boy Xia Ziqing would not be able to go to high school all his life, so he could only be a scholar in Xiajia Village all his life, so that the villain Xia Guchun could never lift his head.

   "Then what should I do?" Xia Daya has also come to understand these days. Brother Muzi has never liked her, and she has no hope.

   But, in their Xiajia Village, who is the one who looks down on it? It's gone. The only family with money is Xia Beibei's family, and she can't go to curry favor with them.

"Da Ya, listen to Mother, Mother thinks that Mr. Dongfang is not bad. He is already a high-ranking official at a young age. He must be much better than that Muzi. As long as you can curry favor with Mr. Dongfang, don't say yes. You're breastfeeding, even Xia Guchun's immortality depends on our faces." Liu Huahong thought beautifully.

   People like Master Dongfang would never have seen them if they had not encountered a plague of locusts.

  Since a big pie has fallen from the sky, how could her daughter not pick it up? If it can be favored by Master Dongfang, it will be a blessing that Da Ya has cultivated in her lifetime.

   She is a red willow, and she can also enjoy the happiness with her daughter, and she no longer has to look at that dead old woman's wink.

   "Master Dongfang..." Xia Daya suddenly widened her eyes, with a suspicious blush on her face.

   That Mr. Dongfang, she has only seen it once, but she is suave and beautiful. If she can be seen by Mr. Dongfang...

  In that case, Brother Muzi, hum, he likes whoever he likes, she doesn't care.

   "But, mother, that lord Dongfang, it seems that she also treats Xia Jiuniang's little practice person..." Xia Daya hesitated for a while, and gave Liu Huahong a hesitant look.

"What do you know, Mr. Dongfang is a big man, how can you be interested in that little girl who is doing it? It's just a whim. When you get dressed up, you can't compare to her?" Liu Huahong immediately dismissed Xia Bei Bei was demoted to the bottom of the mud.

   That bitch, how can you compare with her daughter Liu Huahong.

   "As long as you make a few plates of delicate side dishes and send them over, and say a few nice words, you will make Master Dongfang happy, and I'm sure he likes you very much."

  Man, who is not lecherous, how can a Xia Beibei hold the heart of a man like Master Dongfang? Don't say one or two, it's ten or eight, it's not a problem.