Her voice was soft and soft, like a swallow flying over a willow branch.

She held her hands gently in front of her, with her pretty face and clear eyes, she raised her head and looked at him with admiration. If it were any other man in his prime, he would definitely look at her with pity.

However, when the person she met was Luo Fengtang, the ending was destined to disappoint her.

Luo Fengtang's gaze just glanced over the top of her head, not even seeing her face, and said in a calm voice: "There are no taboos, just do whatever you want."

After saying this, he passed her by and went to Blacksmith Luo and his friends.

Qiaohong froze on the spot, a little unable to react in time.

When she saw his back resolutely walking away, she bit her lip gently, feeling suddenly so aggrieved that she wanted to cry.

But what Qiaohong didn't understand was that just now he was able to scan the top of her head with his eyes, and he was already giving her the highest courtesy for the sake of her father, Xu Yuanming.

If another woman came to talk to her, if it was related to something important, he might respond selectively.

If it was trivial matters like eating and drinking, he simply chose to ignore it.

So, just be content with Qiaohong.

When Qiao Hong returned to the kitchen, Mrs. Zhang's eyes lit up when she saw her daughter's dress.

"Tsk tsk, my girl has really grown up and become more and more graceful."

However, when Qiaohong walked up to her, Mrs. Zhang saw her daughter's expression and stopped smiling, looking a little more confused: "What's going on? Dressing up so beautifully but pouting? Which brother of yours did it?"

Are you angry? Tell your mother, she will beat him back! "

Qiaohong shook her head, cheered up, and forced a smile.

"Mom, no, my brothers didn't bully me."

"No, then why are you unhappy?"

"I kicked a stone at the door earlier and my toes hurt a little."

"Ah? Are you bleeding? Come on, let me take a look..."

Mrs. Zhang immediately knelt down to check, but Qiaohong hid.

"Mom, it's okay. It'll be fine in a while. Let's cook quickly."

"Okay! So what, have you found out the general's taste?"

"Well, he said he doesn't have any taboos. He'll eat whatever we cook, so let's just do that for now!"

"ah?"

Zhang's mother obviously felt that something was wrong with Qiaohong's mood, but she couldn't guess why. In addition, she was in a hurry to cook, so she had no choice but to do it like this.

While Zhang's mother was cooking, she secretly looked at her daughter. Under the light of the stove's fire, her daughter looked so pretty with a little makeup.

It's just that Zhang's mother can't understand why her daughter, who usually doesn't like to dress up, suddenly puts on makeup and powder?

Well, I guess there must be a lot of people coming to the tea house today. The girl is beautiful.

When the sun was high in the sky, Xu Yuanming took Blacksmith Luo and the others to finish their work and return to the teahouse.

At this time, Zhang's mother had called her two sons back in advance and carried a table under the thatched shed at the entrance of the teahouse. There were long stools on each side of the table that could seat three adults at the same time.

Xu Yuanming invited everyone to sit down. He wanted to pull Blacksmith Luo to sit at the front.

But Blacksmith Luo waved his hand boldly: "They are all from the village. We can sit wherever we want, as long as we can get food."

Xu Yuanming had no choice but to smile and stop insisting.

Luo Fengtang did not come over and sit down immediately. He searched around the tea house and found a mountain spring, so he squatted down and washed his hands carefully.

"Brother Luo, why don't you see the general coming?"

Xu Yuanming looked around but couldn't find Luo Fengtang. He was surprised and asked Blacksmith Luo about it.

Blacksmith Luo said: "He went over there to wash his hands."

"Then I'll pick him up."

"Brother Xu, no need, no need. You sit down to drink, and the old man wants to pick him up? He'll come over naturally after washing."

Xu Yuanming couldn't go and felt uneasy. At this time, Qiaohong came over with dishes and happened to hear it.

"Dad, how can you wash your hands without soap? I'll send it to the general!"

"That's fine."

So, after getting such a fair and upright reason, Qiaohong hurried back to the house to get the scented soap specially used for washing her face and hands, wrapped it in a handkerchief, held it in the palm of her hand, and ran to the mountain spring happily.

Luo Fengtang squatted by the spring and washed his hands. He suddenly paused while washing.

It turned out that there was a mandarin fish hidden in the clear stream!

The mandarin fish clung to a pool of pebbles, swaying its tail and stood still.

It's such a fat mandarin fish. If I braise it for Qing'er later, she will definitely like it.

Just when Luo Fengtang was about to take action, a crisp voice suddenly sounded from behind: "General!"

With this sound, the fish suddenly moved and slid forward suddenly.

Wow~

As soon as the water splashed, the fish was held in the palm of Luo Fengtang's waist in the next moment. The fish's tail swung vigorously, and the remaining water splashed Luo Fengtang's face.

He didn't care, raised his hand and wiped it randomly, got up and walked back happily.

After walking a few steps, she paused, turned her head and looked at Qiao Hong, who was 'left' behind her, and was surprised.

"Why are you here?"

Qiaohong was also shocked.

She was such a big living person standing here, and she had called him just now, but why couldn't he see it in his eyes?

She felt that she was really inferior to that fish.

The girl was holding back her grievances, and her eyes naturally filled with mist as she looked up at Luo Fengtang.

"Uncle Luo said that you, General, are washing your hands here. I'm afraid you won't be able to wash them thoroughly, so I specially sent you some fragrant rice noodles!"

She spread her hands and found that the handkerchief embroidered with camellias actually contained a small piece of spiced soap.

A faint fragrance spreads.

Luo Fengtang saw the mark on the corner of the sweet potato, and his cold face seemed to soften a bit.

This made Qiaohong's heartbeat suddenly skip a beat.

General him, he...

"Is this spicy sauce good to use?" he asked.

Qiao Hong's face suddenly turned red, she lowered her eyes, bit her lip and said softly: "It's easy to use."

"Haha, of course it's easy to use. The recipe for this spicy sauce was figured out by my wife."

His proud tone was like a ladle of cold water splashed on Qiao's red and slightly hot face.

My heart went cold.

"Ah? Yes, really?" She said perfunctorily, "The general's wife is really powerful."

"Well, my wife is really amazing, hehe."

Speaking of his wife, he even laughed.

Qiao Hong's eyes widened when she saw it. A person who was so cold and stern could actually smile so gently.

If only when he smiled at her, he wasn't talking about his wife...

"I won't wash my hands anymore. I still have to hold the fish. Let's go back!"

Luo Fengtang greeted Qiaohong, turned around and walked back.

Qiaohong put away her disappointment and ran after him, "General, fish is dirty, let me hold it for you!"

"It's too slippery for you to hold. I'll just wash the handle later."
Chapter completed!