When Qian Laoer and Qian Laosan learned that their mother had fainted, they ran over and rushed over, shouting and crying.

Prime Minister Qian watched coldly from the side, then sent Chu Xiaoxiao and her family out and never came to see them again.

A few days later, word spread that Qian Lao Er and Qian Lao San were driven out of the Qian Mansion, and the old lady was sent to the farm under a pretext.

Naituanzi didn't want to know these things. She had been obsessed with a kind of food these days, which was the crispy pork developed by Yang.

Yang: “…”

But I didn't figure it out, you told me.

That day, Naituanzi sat on the doorstep with his face in his hands, sighing.

[Oh! I really want to eat crispy pork! That thing is not available here. I ate it once in my previous life. It is crispy and delicious.

How is it made? It seems that lean meat is cut into thin strips, marinated with salt, coated with flour, and fried in oil, and it is a delicious dish. 】

When Yang heard this, she went to try it. She failed the first time, but after trying a few more times, she finally succeeded. It was indeed crispy.

My daughter enjoyed the meal.

Seeing her eating so happily, she became happy too.

Everyone in my family has tried it and everyone thinks it’s delicious.

Especially the charcoal-headed guy, he ate so much that he could hardly lift his head.

He didn't know his master was so amazing and actually knew how to cook. He still hasn't grown up yet. If he grows up, he will know more and be able to cook many delicious dishes.

Chu Xiaoxiao: “…”

Of course, I have traveled to all the thirty-six heavens, so I know where the food is delicious and where it is not. Follow me, and I guarantee you will have a good time.

The crispy pork was delicious, but it was too irritating. Yang was afraid that she would get irritated if she ate too much, so she only gave her a small bowl of it each time. The pork was not piled high but laid out in a haphazard manner. It looked like a lot, but in fact there was not much.

It's just a scam for children.

Naituanzi knew the answer but didn't dare to say it, for fear that if he did, his mother would dislike the crispy pork and get angry and never make it again. That would be terrible.

At night, Zi Yan came but did not dare to come in. The pressure above Prince Qin's Mansion was very heavy. She was like a lonely ghost and did not dare to get close for fear of being reduced to ashes.

After all, that was where the national teacher lived, and with the help of the little black dragon, she was really scared.

Originally, she couldn't leave Baihua Tower, but after living with Hongling, she seemed to be able to drift farther away. She could even follow the madam to see her old lover and watch the two of them hugging each other and rolling around in bed.

This is a trace of ability given to her by Hongling.

"You are a ghost. If you want revenge, you have to work hard on your own. I can help you get out of here. I know you have a grudge against the madam, so you should follow her from now on.

Let's see what she has done. If it's a small matter, we can solve it. If it's a big matter, we can go to the national teacher and she will find a way."

Today she discovered something big and had to come to see the Imperial Master. She didn't dare to come in, so she shouted outside: "I'm Zi Yan, I'm here, I have something to say."

Naituanzi was sleeping in the room. Heitantou heard the shouting, walked out and led Zi Yan in.

The little girl was lying on the bed with her legs spread out, her soft hair spread out on the side, her big eyes closed, hiding her black pupils.

The little mouth was slightly open, saliva was flowing out, I don't know what he dreamed about, he chuckled a few times and muttered: "Good, delicious."

Zi Yan liked the baby so much that she stood in front of the bed, motionless, staring at him with an auntie smile on her face.

If she didn't have something to say, she wouldn't have the heart to wake her up.

But she couldn't stay here for long. She had to finish her words quickly and then go to monitor the madam.

"National Master! National Master! Wake up, I have something to say."

In Naituanzi’s dream, there were eighteen bowls of crispy meat circling around her. She stood in the middle, eating whatever bowl she wanted and was extremely happy.

It’s not like at lunch time, when it’s gone once you finish eating, and you can’t have it even if you want it again.

Her mother said to her, "Small crispy pork is fried. Eating too much will cause internal heat in your mouth, which will cause your mouth to rot. Do you want your mouth to rot? Or do you want to eat the crispy pork?"

The little girl pointed at her own little mouth and shook her head vigorously: "No, it's rotten and it hurts."

Yang touched her little head and said, "Then eat less. If you eat less, you won't get a sore mouth."

[What is getting angry? Can't I cure it by drinking Lingquan? ]

To be honest, she had never experienced the pain of being sick as a mortal before, and she had never experienced it after reincarnation.

I really can't understand what getting angry is.

But she had to listen to her mother. If she didn't, her mother would be angry, and she didn't want her mother to be angry.

She wants to be a good child, a good child, a good baby who is loved by everyone and flowers bloom when they see her. Isn't it just eating less crispy meat? Is it okay for her to eat it in her dreams?

In the dream, there were eighteen bowls of crispy pork, and she could eat it however she wanted.

Hehehe! It’s so delicious, she likes it so much.

Unexpectedly, there was a fly buzzing next to her ear. She was so angry that she raised her hand and hit the hateful fly to death.

She would beat anyone who delayed her from eating crispy pork.

Hit hard.

Unfortunately, Zi Yan was a ghost and no matter how hard she punched and kicked, she couldn't drive her away.

So angry!

He stood up angrily, without even opening his eyes, and swung his fist, hitting the charcoal-headed man fiercely.

Fortunately, Black Charcoal Head was agile and squatted down with a "whoosh", and Milk Ball Boy's hand missed.

She rubbed her eyes, squinted and opened them, and saw Zi Yan floating in front of the bed. She got up very badly and yelled at her, "You, bad."

[You disturbed me while I was eating. I will never coexist with you. 】

“Hahahaha! Hahaha! Ha…”

The charcoal-haired man stood up slowly and was smiling when he was glared at by the milk ball and snorted coldly.

He immediately put away the smile on his face, just like a speeding car that suddenly brakes, his face twisted and deformed.

Naituanzi was originally angry, but when he saw his funny facial features, he couldn't help but burst into giggles.

[The facial features of Heitantou are really interesting. I like them. How did he do that? ]

Black charcoal head: "......"

Do you believe me when I say I'm about to get internal injuries from holding it in? How can I do that? I'm holding it in.

The trembling Zi Yan dared to stand out only after seeing Naituanzi smile. Just now, when the Imperial Master got angry, she floated directly to the roof and hid.

Oh my god! It's so scary.

The imperial teacher's aura was so frightening that when she got angry, she wasn't just terrified, she was almost scared to death.

She doesn't want to die yet. The madam is not dead yet?

The great revenge has not been taken, and now who will report the brothel owner after she dies?

The Imperial Master said that she could not kill people casually and that the madam had to be brought to justice. She came to report the madam's evil deeds.

Naituanzi laughed a few times, raised his hand and waved to Zi Yan on the roof: "Come down."

He was extremely angry one minute and gentle and cute the next. Zi Yan lamented how quickly the imperial teacher changed his expression.

She was a little uncomfortable.

Faster than her grimace.

No wonder he is the national teacher.

Floating in front of Chu Xiaoxiao, Zi Yan smiled flatteringly: "National Master! The madam has recently contacted the spies from the Northern Kingdom. They are plotting something big."