Chapter 753 Is this Xiong Jing?
As an unwelcome guest, Wan Jiang pushed his own son, Master Zhong, to take the seat to the left of Qiao Xi.
Huo Xingzhou sat on her right.
It's very obvious that they are tit for tat.
Qiao Xi was suddenly held on the left and right by Huo Xingzhou and Zhong Yi.
She was stunned for a moment and said, "It might be a bit crowded to sit like this."
Usually she and Huo Xingzhou would sit alone on one side, and others would never take the seat next to her. They would sit opposite her or in front or behind her with great courtesy.
This is a long table.
"Oh, Master Zhong!"
Sun Weimeng was very perceptive and pushed Wan Jiang away. He pushed Zhong Yi's wheelchair and pushed him directly to the seat farthest away from Qiao Xi.
"Mr. Zhong, we have our own seats for dining in our house. If we suddenly change seats, we won't be able to eat because we're not used to it. This is your first time dining at our Huo family, so I'm afraid you don't know our habits. Please sit here. This is the seat we usually sit in when guests come."
Sun Weimeng’s words were very clear: you are a guest and we are family.
Although he loved to watch the fun, he couldn't bear to see Huo Xingzhou get angry for no reason.
This is his boss!
Zhong Yi sat in a wheelchair, his eyes like knives falling on Sun Weimeng.
Sun Weimeng, a tough guy, is not afraid at all.
He even smiled at Zhong Yi.
Zhong Yi rolled his eyes and said, "I don't like sitting so far away. It doesn't feel like we're a family."
In the end, he relied on his thick skin to sit opposite Qiao Xi.
All the dishes are served.
No one started eating first.
Qiao Xi tugged at the corner of Huo Xingzhou's clothes under the table, hoping that he would not make a fuss about a patient. But Huo Xingzhou remained calm, not even a glance in response.
She stood up and poured Huo Xingzhou a bowl of corn and pork ribs soup, placing it in front of him and saying, "This corn is very fresh and tender, and the soup isn't greasy. It's perfect for regulating your stomach. Drink a bowl of soup before meals."
Huo Xingzhou glanced at the large bowl of vegetable and rice cake soup, picked up the white soup spoon and took a sip.
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Qiao Xi's lips.
"Xixi."
Zhong Yi, who was standing opposite her, looked at her kindly and said, "I'm having trouble. Could you please serve me a bowl of vegetable and rice cake soup?"
"……good."
Sun Weimeng wanted to stand up and take over, but was suppressed by Zhong Yi's fierce look.
His heart is beating wildly, don't mess with him!
He could only watch as Qiao Xi served Zhong Yi a small bowl of vegetable and rice cake soup.
Sun Weimeng licked his lips and said, "I want to eat too!"
Qiao Xi smiled and served him a bowl, "Be careful, it's hot."
The vegetable and rice cake soup looked clear and white. The vegetables were cut very finely and the rice cakes were cooked until soft and glutinous.
The chopsticks will slip off when you pick it up.
The food looks very light, but it exudes a faint fragrance.
It's a feeling of home.
The taste is not top-notch, but it is served in a warm atmosphere, as if the long-dormant taste buds have been awakened.
Zhong Yi took a bite, and the familiar taste brought back scenes from many years ago.
In the past, they had no money and their life in the village was simple and hard.
But he will miss it all his life.
The vegetables are crispy and tender, and the rice cakes are chewy and soft.
"It still tastes the same. It reminds me of the scene when we had dinner together when we were little. I remember you didn't like eating vegetables and always liked to ask Grandma Qiao to beat an egg for you." Zhong Yi looked up at Qiao Xi and said slowly.
Talking about the past, Qiao Xi's heart softened a bit: "Because I always felt that green leaves had a fishy smell, and I still can't get used to it. But the free-range eggs in the village are more popular with city people. My grandma always saved the eggs and sold them to pay for my studies."
So, she couldn't eat eggs often when she was a child.
"I'll tell you a secret now." Zhong Yi and Qiao Xi talked about the past, and no one could intervene in that inexplicable atmosphere.
Their past has nothing to do with others.
Qiao Xi asked doubtfully, "What secret?"
Zhong Yi's eyes were filled with a smile and tenderness: "Actually, it's not that I don't like eggs."
Qiao Xi's eyes flashed with surprise, and then she understood: "Are you leaving the eggs from Grandpa Cheng's house... for me to eat?"
"You were too skinny back then, and I was worried you wouldn't grow up. I gave you a boiled egg every day, so at least you could get some nutrition."
Zhong Yi did a lot of small things for her, but he never talked about them.
When I was young, I was arrogant and didn’t like nagging.
Sometimes showing affection can be awkward, but the emotions of adolescence are the purest, whether it's love or family affection.
It was only after many years that Qiao Xi realized his hidden feelings. She thought, if she hadn't met him again, she would never know these things until she died.
How many little secrets does he hide?
"Ayi..."
Qiao Xi called out, "If you ever feel lonely eating alone in the future, you can come find us. It will be much more lively if our whole family sits together to eat."
"good."
Zhong Yi responded indifferently and glanced at Huo Xingzhou.
When Sun Weimeng saw this, he choked himself and couldn't even swallow the rice cake in his mouth!
This is a provocation!
It must be a provocation!
It was the first time he had seen such vicious and direct jealousy, a showdown between the boss of Haicheng and the boss of the imperial capital!
Wonderful!
More exciting than the competition in nightclubs!
"Cough cough cough..." Sun Weimeng covered his chest and coughed continuously. Xiao Yuan was considerate and poured him a glass of water.
"Thanks."
Sun Weimeng took a big sip of water before he recovered a little.
But his coughing also coughed away all the warmth he had just shown. His face flushed and he said, "Everyone, eat, don't look at me! This soup rice cake is so delicious. I ate it too hastily and choked myself. Qiao Xi, you must make it more often at home in the future."
Qiao Xi smiled, nodded and said okay.
Huo Xingzhou looked at him with some displeasure and said, "If you want to eat, you can ask the master chef in Haicheng to make it. Why bother my wife? She can't be too tired right now. She needs to rest. The kitchen is a smoky place, so she shouldn't go in there often."
Sun Weimeng nodded quickly: "It's all my fault!"
Zhong Yi was biting a piece of rice cake gracefully, with a hint of coldness in her eyes.
This is scolding him.
He lowered his head to eat, looking a little lonely.
Qiao Xi pursed her lips and said, "It's not a big deal. You can tell me what you want to eat. After all, the fact that you're still alive is the biggest surprise for me."
Just cooking a few meals.
She didn't find it hard.
Zhong Yi looked up, and a sincere smile appeared on his noble and delicate face.
"Okay, I'll come often."
Qiao Xi smiled at him. When she saw Xiao Yuan walking upstairs with a tray of food, she suddenly thought of something.
Qiao Xi said solemnly: "Ayi, I want to tell you something. I hope you won't be too surprised when you hear it."
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