Thanks for the invitation: In ancient times, people shared children

Chapter 175

You can't put your hot face on a cold butt.

After saying so much, she didn't react at all, so she just ignored her. A child with a sense of dignity would definitely never go there again.

The spineless child hesitated for a long time, and went there again in the afternoon with the lunch box, but this time he didn't see Feiming at all.

Huang Xiao glared at her and asked, "What did you say to Uncle Feiming? After you left, he didn't even eat. He stayed in the house all afternoon. The troupe owner came back to call him, but he didn't come out."

Child: "Don't blackmail me. I just told him about my own affairs, and he suddenly ignored me. Can you blame me for that?"

"Uncle Feiming wouldn't suddenly ignore me. It must be something you said."

Huang Ti’s explanation made perfect sense.

The child said, "Even if I didn't tell him, didn't he know? Who knows what he's thinking? He suddenly became stunned. He must have been worried about something. Why don't you ask him what's wrong? Instead, you blame me. You're being unreasonable. Do you think I'm easy to bully and want to fight?"

She put her hands on her hips and yelled fiercely.

Huang Ti and Huang Zhao silently took a step back.

"Why are you so fierce, sister?"

Their timid little looks are all the same: head down, eyes raised, and eyes downcast.

Puff out cheeks, pout lips, and blink.

She is very cute.

Child:……

"Hmph! I won't talk to you anymore!"

The child was a little discouraged, but still picked up the empty lunch box and ran away angrily.

In the evening, he didn't forget to talk about this matter.

He said to Lord An, Aunt Wang, and An Xi: "I like him so much, but he doesn't like to listen to me."

He also said to Zhang Fengci: "They are still blaming me. What does this have to do with me? This is slander, scapegoating, and throwing dirty water. I still like him so much!"

Aunt Yu also said: "He is so handsome, how could he be such a person? He ignored me and I still like him so much!"

And Pumpkin also said: "You are not allowed to play with him. I like him so much, but he ignores me!"

The next day, He Cai Miao, still feeling resentful, said, "You two should grow up quickly. When you grow up, I won't let him eat anything I give to anyone else!"

Zhang Fengci: "Shh! Don't say such things. If you scare them to death, I will fry you and eat you.

If you want to talk, talk to your food."

Just say it!

The child squatted in the corner and talked about her two-tenths of the dish.

Zhang Fengci: ...

Didn't she have the time to notice that I was angry too?

Before she could even take the blame for the child, she turned everything upside down and almost killed the two "cooks" who slandered her.

Zhang Fengci still had the blame of bullying the child firmly on his head, and no one listened to him. He felt really wronged. He had wanted to give the child some face, but she kept nagging him.

What an injustice.

Zhang Fengci looked at Tianxin and said: This is my retribution.

"Alright, alright, are you going to eat or not? It'll get cold if you don't eat now. Come on."

This kid is becoming more and more talkative.

The child ran back, and Zhang Kai was about to speak again, but Zhang Fengci quickly pushed her forward: "Stop talking, stop talking. I know everything. This guy is too much. Why did he suddenly ignore me when we were talking peacefully? If I run into him, I'll help you scold him, okay?"

"That's not necessary," the child said awkwardly. "I think he might be worried about something and not ignoring me on purpose."

Zhang Fengci: ...

This kid is really twisted, like a fried dough stick.

The crispy and fragrant one is also her, the snow-white and soft one is also her, good or bad, it's all her. Zhang Fengci bit into the fried dough twist in vegetarian oil, and there was only one thing left in his mind:

This fried dough twist is over-fried, how can it have that burnt aroma?

The cook also had a problem with him.

Looking at the child again, he saw that he was eating with relish, stuffing all the good food into his mouth and throwing away the bad food. Zhang Fengci straightened up and saw that Sandu was squatting at the child's feet, eating with his mouth wide open and consuming the delicious food.

The child met Zhang Fengci's gaze, his eyes rolling with guilt, and he tried to make excuses for himself: "It's not that I'm wasting it, it's mainly because it wants to eat it. Mu Mu will have to feed it later anyway, so I thought it would save him the trouble if I help feed it first."

"Then he has to thank you."

"You are welcome."

Zhang Fengci: ...What a shame! This is all because of me. Can’t I just raise something nice?

A child sipped hot sweet soy milk and said, "Hey, are you going to deliver the food today? They're so pretty, it's okay to forgive them, right?"

After they finished their meal, they went out with their own thoughts and saw their neighbor also heading towards the palace.

The child immediately shouted happily: "Chen Dianshan! Good morning, Chen Dianshan, wait a minute, let's go together!"

When he got closer, the child added, "Lian Li, you're up early too."

Lian Li tugged at her pigtail with his narrow eyes: "You are so disrespectful! Why don't you wear your bun anymore?"

"I washed it yesterday and it's still wet. Aunt Yu said my hair has grown longer and looks good without it. Please stop pulling me or it'll get messy!"

The child pushed him in dissatisfaction.

Lian Li curled her lips and said, "It's not too long, it's not too short, what's the big deal about it being messy? Besides, there are too many braids, and they don't suit you. Let me remove them for you."

Child: "Don't bother me, I like it!"

Chen Dianshen and Zhang Fengci walked in front.

The child held his head and said goodbye to Lianli.

The sun shines through the thin clouds and fills the streets, making everything bright and shiny. The breeze brings a hint of osmanthus fragrance.

The child hung around in the kitchen for a long time, with nothing to do, just wandering around and helping out. Mrs. Chai saw that she was really bored, so she stuffed a basket in her hand and told her to pick some osmanthus and chrysanthemums to cook.

The child was so happy to have such a fun thing that he went there happily with the basket on his back. According to what Mrs. Chai said, he first asked the gardener in the mansion.

He forbade her to pick fruits randomly. He said a lot of things in a long-winded way, and the child remembered them one by one. Then he named a few places and told her to pick them, repeatedly reminding her:

"Don't just focus on one spot. You people are always so careless when doing things. To save a few steps, you focus on one place and don't stop until all the weeds are gone. Walking a few more steps won't make you tired. It's not like you're not allowed to pick. Why are you doing this to make us scold you..."

The child could see that he was full of resentment, and the more he spoke, the angrier he became. He quickly said, "No, I'll just pick a little bit and then go somewhere else."

"That's great," he said, reluctantly relieved. "By the way, don't pick those that look unusual. You can pick as many osmanthus flowers as you like, but some of the chrysanthemums are very hard to grow. If you don't know which ones are more valuable, just pick the ones that are more abundant."

The child also took note and nodded honestly, saying, "I understand."

"Okay, go ahead." He finally felt relieved, waved his hand, and the child ran away quickly.