Chapter 127 The girl saved me
The Third Master suddenly felt his nose hurt again, and subconsciously covered his nose and said, "Fourth Master, what are you crazy about? Haven't you had enough fighting today? I won't fight with you."
The Tenth Master also shook his head: "Fourth Brother, I don't want to fight with you. My arm still hurts and it hasn't healed yet. You too, people call you a barbarian, if you really want to be a barbarian, why do you want to fight?"
The Fourth Master raised his lips coldly: "Since you don't want to go together, then come one by one."
"Stop, stop, stop!" The Third Master opened his eyes wide in horror: "Are you serious?"
The Fourth Master laughed, "I'm not serious, just practicing."
Then he suddenly threw a punch and rushed towards the Tenth Master.
Jiu Ye really didn't want to care about his stupid brother. If it weren't for him, would he have been beaten today?
But now, if he didn't care about the tenth brother, he would be beaten even worse by the fourth brother after the tenth brother fell. So he rolled up his sleeves and joined the battle.
If the Ninth Master could guess it, how could the Third Master not guess it? He immediately joined the battle.
It’s just a pity that the three of them, together with Silent, could barely compete with the Fourth Master. Now there are only three of them, and they are destined to be beaten.
The Third Master and the Ninth Master were fine, but the Tenth Master's condition was not so good. His face with distinct wheel hubs became swollen soon.
A little further away, Wen Jiu was teaching An Luhai how to marinate chicken, and his peripheral vision was also looking at the Fourth Master.
Facing the Fourth Master who seemed very unhappy, Wenjiu didn't dare to go up to him and persuade him at all.
Hit her hard. At worst, she can just make some delicious food to apologize later.
Speaking of which, she was still very grateful to the Tenth Master for saving her from danger.
Isn't it just chicken nuggets she wants? She makes it for that Tenth Master, as much as he eats.
Now that Xiao Jin has exchanged the peppers, it will probably take a long time for them to mature.
Wen Jiu then ordered the eunuch to prepare various potatoes, sweet potatoes, and apples, intending to make some candied desserts later.
Everyone was busy and Wenjiu couldn't help drooling. Now that the ingredients were all handmade, she no longer felt guilty about eating fried food.
Later on, she would plant some of the ingredients she eats daily in this space. Maybe she would become healthier and healthier!
An Luhai took over all the work, barely able to warm the wine, so he took a few heads of garlic and sat at the table next to him to peel them. He planned to make more fried chicken flavors. In addition to amber, salt and pepper, he also wanted garlic.
When I was peeling garlic enthusiastically, I suddenly noticed a fragrant breeze coming from around me.
Wenjiu turned his head to look and saw Third Master's beloved Fang'er standing quietly beside him.
Wenjiu subconsciously raised his eyebrows. Why are you here?
"Is this the girl's thing?" Fang'er went straight to the point and took out a handkerchief from her sleeve and said lightly.
Wenjiu blinked and looked at the handkerchief. There was a wine jar embroidered on it. It was undoubtedly his.
It was Shanzha who asked her what to embroider, and she just said it casually. Unexpectedly, the little girl took it seriously and really embroidered quite a few for her.
Nowadays, there is no toilet paper, so you have to carry a few handkerchiefs with you at all times. Women's personal belongings are kept carefully and nothing can be thrown away.
There were hawthorns around Wenjiu, so she didn't have to worry about it. It seemed that she hadn't counted her handkerchiefs for a long time.
"It's most likely mine. Where did you pick it up? Thank you." Wen Jiu took the handkerchief.
Fang'er's tense face relaxed: "I should be the one to thank you, young lady. It was you who saved me when I encountered the thieves that day, right?"
Wen Jiu was stunned for a moment, then coughed lightly in embarrassment: "Actually, I wanted to take revenge that day. I drew a turtle on your face or something... Then, when I ran into thieves, I stuffed you under the bed..."
Fang Gege was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "No matter what the young lady thinks, Fang'er has no frown on her face, and she is safe and sound after being drugged. Fang'er is not an ungrateful person. If the young lady needs me in the future, just tell me, and I will repay this favor."
Wen Jiu waved his hand: "Come on, come on, what's the point of asking for a favor? I didn't have any good intentions, I just did it by the way, so don't be so polite."
Fang'er's eyes showed a hint of surprise. She looked at Wenjiu carefully. She saw her white hands holding a garlic clove and peeling it flexibly. After peeling one clove, she would use her fist to smash another clove into pieces. It seemed that she really didn't care at all.
"Girl, why do you do this with your own hands?"
Wen Jiu just said: "I like it. It's so happy to see delicious food slowly taking shape in my hands."
"Delicious food? Happiness?" Fang'er's eyes were filled with confusion.
Wenjiu blinked twice. "Yes, on a cold winter day, it's so blissful to have a hot pot meal. Later in the day, you can have a good sleep and wake up naturally. It's so comfortable."
Fang Er frowned slightly: "Miss, have you never thought about your identity and worried about your future?"
Wen Jiu nodded: "I'm worried."
Fang Er was confused: "That girl..."
"You can't eat worry." Wen Jiu suddenly laughed. "If you worry about what will happen in the future, it will make your present life uncomfortable. Doesn't that mean you won't have a comfortable life?"
For someone like her, who had only saved a hundred days of life, it was impossible for her to say she wasn't afraid of death. But it was even more impossible for her not to enjoy herself. Otherwise, wouldn't it have been all in vain?
Fang Er was stunned for a while, then suddenly bowed to Wen Jiu and said, "Thank you for your advice."
"Huh?" Wen Jiu was confused, and after a long while he managed to utter, "Why don't you sit here and peel garlic with me?"
She didn't know what to say to her, but it was obvious that the beautiful girl didn't want to leave.
Wenjiu was always more tolerant of beautiful things and couldn't bear to say anything unpleasant to her.
"Okay, thank you, young lady." Fang'er was stunned for a moment, then nodded in response.
Xiao Tao behind him couldn't help but persuade him: "Gege, how can this be allowed? You are a precious person, how can you do such a vulgar thing..."
"Shut up!" Fang'er frowned, "Stand farther away."
Wenjiu pretended not to hear and continued peeling garlic seriously.
"Miss, can I try it too?" Fang'er looked at the garlic in Wenjiu's hand and was eager to try it.
"Here, for you." Wenjiu gave her a bigger one so that it would be easier to peel.
Fang'er took it and, imitating the way she warmed up the wine, punched it.
However, the garlic didn't react at all. Her hand was in excruciating pain, and tears immediately flowed.
Wen Jiu was amused: "Are you holding a grudge against yourself?"
Then, he found a cracked spot and slapped it open: "Here, peel it off."
When Xiaotao saw that their princess was really peeling garlic for others, she was so shocked that her eyes widened and she kept turning around in circles behind them, but she could do nothing.
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