Chapter 1309 Master's Magnanimity
"Oh, I'm so hungry! Where are my rice noodles, my meat rolls, and my potatoes?"
Song Chunxue suddenly sat up in bed, rubbing her stomach, and realized that she seemed to have slept for a long time.
"Master, you're awake." Changfeng rubbed his eyes on the recliner not far away and stood up groggily. "Master is hungry. I'll go get you some food."
"Don't rush, let me wash my face." Her mind was blank. "I need warm water."
"Alright, Master, you've slept for a whole day and night, you must be hungry. Eat something later."
"Um."
The courtyard was quiet, and it took her a while to realize where she was.
The room is small, but it's very warm.
The afternoon sun streamed into the room, warm and cozy, making the dust particles floating in the air shine. She stared at them, lost in thought.
"Junior brother, you've finally decided to wake up?" Zhang Chengxuan stood at the door. "Hurry up and get out of bed to check on Qingxuan. He's been hanging from the tree for a whole day."
"Um?"
She was still half asleep and it took her a while to understand what he was saying.
"Don't you think you've slept too long?" Judging from her expression, Zhang Chengxuan knew that she hadn't realized what was happening yet.
"They all became stupid after sleeping, all because Qingxuan used dirty tricks. They came to our territory and tried to use the same old tricks again. We elders let the younger generation teach Qingxuan a lesson, and now they're probably begging for their parents."
Zhang Chengxuan relaxed, "Let him know that if he's not sincere, he shouldn't come here to make empty promises."
Song Chunxue tied her hair up and said, "Come in and sit down to talk."
"No, I'm afraid Junior Brother Xie will be jealous." Zhang Chengxuan lowered his voice, unable to hide his smile. "He was originally keeping you company, but he got a stiff neck this morning and is rubbing it himself now."
Song Chunxue didn't laugh.
She couldn't smile.
"You seem unhappy?"
Song Chunxue slowly put on her boots. "How can I be happy? My second brother said that the duck I had in my hand flew away, and now I have to watch that stupid duck come and go. I can't stand it."
"Pfft~" It was hard not to laugh at this analogy. Zhang Chengxuan waved his hand and walked down the steps. "Junior brother, I didn't mean to."
Changfeng brought over a basin of hot water. "Master, come and wash your face."
It was the first time Song Chunxue had been served like this by her apprentice, and she felt a little uncomfortable.
"Thank you." She took the basin of water. "You go about your business. I'll go check on Qingxuan later."
Changfeng laughed and said, "Don't rush, Master. Have some noodles first to fill your stomach. Otherwise, eating noodles on an empty stomach will hurt your stomach."
This apprentice is quite considerate. Song Chunxue smiled as she washed her face. "Alright."
After she finished getting ready, she went to the kitchen and was surprised to see Xie Zheng cooking noodles by the stove.
He rolled up his sleeves and tied on an apron, with flour still stuck to his nose. Song Chunxue thought to herself, "Could it be that he made this noodle too?"
So, will she eat it or not?
Changyun was tending the fire when he got up, grabbed two large bowls, deftly scooped out the noodles, and poured on a topping made of stir-fried tofu, carrots, and potatoes.
“Master, eat while it’s hot. Senior brother said you were hungry. Luckily, Uncle Xie made noodles a long time ago, just waiting for you to wake up.” Changyun looked at Xie Zheng who was walking out the door and said in a low voice, “He’s embarrassed to let you know, Master, you should eat.”
The food was cooked, but the person left?
Xie Zheng knew that she didn't know how to face him now.
Although this was a good thing, avoiding embarrassment, she still felt uneasy.
However, after taking a sip of the soup, she immediately put aside all her random thoughts and focused on eating her noodles.
"Aren't you a cultivator? The first thing you do after waking up is eat noodles?" Meng Zhongjun sat on the kitchen threshold, chuckling and mocking. "You call yourself a gifted person? I think you're quite obsessed with eating."
"You have a problem with that? Who do you think you are?"
"..." Meng Zhongjun was stunned; he rarely heard anyone speak to him like that.
This woman is utterly arrogant and shows no respect for her elders whatsoever.
But... she does have some skills.
"You slept for so long, did you dream about anything?"
Song Chunxue paused in her chewing motion, her cheeks puffing out.
Mengzhongjun sniffed it; this noodle smelled strangely delicious.
She quickened her pace, swallowed the noodles, took a sip of soup, and then took a moment to reply, "I forgot."
"You..." Mengzhongjun laughed, "Fine, it's good that you forgot, but if you want to know how to pull people into your dreams, have you forgotten those tricks?"
Song Chunxue paused for a moment, then said, "I'm not interested these days."
Just as she was about to put on airs, she reluctantly agreed to teach her "Dream Boy," leaving her so angry that she couldn't swallow her anger.
So all that time and night he spent thinking about how to control her and lead her on the path of cultivation like a dream was in vain. He was, after all, a senior, and thought he could suppress her with his own strength.
ah?
How could this junior be so infuriating!
If it weren't for the Lord's intercession, he wouldn't have taught anyone.
This female cultivator is utterly ungrateful.
She actually said she wasn't interested these past few days!
The Dream Cultivator is a profession that many people aspire to but cannot attain. No matter how arrogant those prestigious sects may be, they will never be able to escape when faced with a powerful Dream Cultivator.
Throughout history, there have been few people who practiced dream cultivation, but those who could become dream cultivators were never unknown figures.
Ah~ Ahhhh!
He vigorously rubbed the whisk in his hand until the bristles were all rubbed off, but Song Chunxue not only didn't notice, but also drank half a bowl of noodle soup after finishing her noodles.
Seriously, it's infuriating!
"Where is Senior Brother Han?" she thought, if they were on the mountain, she would go and check on them later.
"They've gone out, taking Tudan'er with them. Huoxiang went too, so they probably have some work to do. These days, things aren't very peaceful; you see all sorts of people." Mengzhongjun sighed with a serious expression, frowning.
"Like someone like you?" Song Chunxue put down her bowl and continued, "Trying to use human lives to help yourself break through?"
Changyun washed the dishes expressionlessly, poured the noodle soup into a basin, and planned to feed it to the chickens later.
Actually, I was laughing my head off. Master was right to scold him. People like Mengzhongjun should be beaten to death with sticks!
Soon, Mengzhongjun disappeared.
Changyun laughed, "Although this person is bad, I always feel that he is a bit dim-witted, hahaha, we have been roasting him so badly these past two days that he has no temper left. If I didn't know that he dragged you into a dream in public as a pill, I feel that he is not as smart as that shameless Taoist priest back then."
Song Chunxue rinsed the bowl and said, "So you can't judge a book by its cover."
She should ask Huo Xiang about Meng Xiu's matter.
"Let's go see Qingxuan." Song Chunxue put down the rag and wiped her hands.
The new cook brought in a chicken. "Master Song didn't get to eat yesterday's hot pot, so let's make it again today."
"Thank you for your trouble." Song Chunxue casually grabbed a few silver melon seeds and placed them in his palm.
"Oh dear, this won't do." The cook thought she had grabbed a handful of pockmarks to give him, but when he saw the silver melon seeds, he smiled so hard his face turned red.
Changyun also stretched out his hand, "Master, I want one too."
Song Chunxue smiled and grabbed half a handful of money for him, saying, "I'll give you more money to ward off evil spirits during the New Year."
"Thank you, Master!" Changyun said cheerfully. "Following you, Master, is always the right choice. Oh, by the way, a few days ago, your third son sent someone to deliver the money from that bookstore to us. It was several dozen taels of silver."
P.S.: I was reading a novel, and it made me cry, you know? My heart ached so much...
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