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"Why is it chicken legs again?"

Su Wenxi rested her chin on the table as she looked at the chicken leg on the plate and sighed. Both of his arms hung by his sides in a powerless state, and he looked like a figurine that had its string drawn.

"The chicken leg is very good!" The old master specifically ordered someone to buy it from the street corner! The best chicken restaurant in the city! Miss, don't you always like to eat? "

Su Wenxi rolled her eyes: I was just giving Old Master Su face, didn't you see? Don't you realize that every time I eat, it's just skin? What an unprofessional girl! What's so good about chicken legs? It smelled fragrant and it ate wood!

Seeing the look of disdain on Su Wenxi's face, not only did Hong Ying'er know Miss's background, she even thought that Su Wenxi was depressed and was thinking too much that her stomach and spleen lost their balance and hurt her appetite.

Su Wenxi held the chicken leg between her thumb and forefinger in front of her eyes, looking extremely unwilling. "I really don't have an appetite!" she exclaimed. Can't you change it to braised pork or sweet and sour fish?

"Then Miss, what do you want to eat?"

Su Wenxi thought about it and thought about her 'illness'. She regretted thinking about why she didn't force Old Man Qiao to diagnose a gluttony. That way, he would be able to eat and drink to his heart's content.

He touched his empty stomach.

In order to strengthen the effect of "disharmony of the spleen and stomach" in the morning, he ruthlessly pushed away the porridge made from chicken bamboo shoot slices that had been sent in front of him.

He should eat it to the fullest before saving up his strength to get sick!

Su Wenxi's heart was filled with regret. She sighed deeply, and her posture as she climbed on the table became even more powerless.

Old Master Su saw Su Wenxi at the door.

His listless, dispirited daughter was like the cucumber plant that Su Wenxi had planted on a whim in the back garden last year, which had been beaten by the autumn frost. The previous day, there were still tender and furry cucumbers hanging on the green and green of the previous day.

Old Master Su's heart suddenly ached.

Of course it was his dead wife.

If Su Wenxi was destined to be a green melon seedling without any cucumbers, as long as she thrived and grew, he would happily water and fertilize her, even if vines grew everywhere.

"Xi-er!" He patted Su Wenxi's head affectionately and said, "Whatever you want to eat, I'll get someone to make it for you!"

Su Wenxi's eyes lit up. Just as she was about to cheer for her father, she thought of her 'illness'. He raised his head with great dedication and sat up, blinking twice with his big eyes. After obtaining the watery spiritual elegance, he stretched the corners of his mouth, then stretched it again. He gave a perfect angle and pretended to be unaffected as he smiled: "Dad, I'm fine!"

Hong Ying'er: "…" Of course you are!

Old Master Su looked at his daughter, who had a relaxed and forced smile on her face. His heart was sore, his eyes were sore, and the sadness was in his mouth.

He blinked several times and smiled at Su Wenxi, "Didn't you say that you wanted to go to the Serene Temple to play? "Take good care of yourself these two days. Dad will bring you over to play later, okay?"

Hong Ying'er turned her face away. He couldn't bear it, he couldn't bear it! Miss, how can you bear it?

Su Wenxi's eyes lit up with anticipation as she looked at her father with innocent eyes. "Is it okay if we don't embroider flowers in the next two days?"

"These past two days …" It's fine if you don't want to embroider! " Old Master Su looked at his daughter's fervent expression as he suppressed the jealousy in his heart.

"Thank you, Father!" Su Wenxi cheered as she climbed onto her father's knee, hugged his arm, and tilted her head onto his chest. "Daddy is the best daddy in the world!"

Old Master Su was filled with shame. His daughter was such an easy to satisfy child!

Hong Ying'er was filled with shame. In the name of the heavens, she didn't intend to help xiaojie deceive the old master!

"What does Xi`er want to eat? Tell Daddy?" Old Master Su took out the tone of coaxing a child to coax his daughter.

Su Wenxi blinked her eyes. She wanted to eat …

After enduring for a while, she asked her father, "Can you not learn embroidery after returning from the temple?"

Old Master Su immediately compromise: "As long as Xi-er is happy, embroidery..." He sighed in his heart, "It's fine if you don't want to learn!" In any case, the Su Family had plenty of money, so he could just ask her to embroidery.

Su Wenxi beamed. Her eyes narrowed into a straight line as she poked her little head into her father's chest, acting like a spoiled child. "Is it okay if I never learn anything from now on?"

"In the future …" It's fine if you don't want to learn! "

His Su Family's daughter was intelligent, intelligent, and well-behaved. She couldn't embroider flowers, and if she couldn't, she wouldn't be able to get married like a husband? What a joke!

"Thank you, Father!" Thank you, Daddy! " In the blink of an eye, Su Wenxi's face had turned into a beautiful smile, and she twisted her body so hard that it looked like it was twisting tendons and twitching cotton candy in her father's arms.

Old Master Su looked at his happy daughter... Old Wai was very pleased with himself.

His Su Family's daughter, as long as she was healthy and happy, why would he need to force her to learn the work of servant women. She was so tired that her heart was unable to calm down.

"Xi-er, take good care of your illness." "When you get better, father will take you and Ziying to the mountain for a few days."

Old Master Su, who had finally figured it out, happily touched Su Wenxi's hair, which was already in a mess. Feeling embarrassed, he raised his head and instructed Hong Ying'er, "Wash Miss up!"

Hong Ying'er hurriedly replied, "Yes, master!"

Su Wenxi thought to herself, You want to go up the mountain and bring some bean sprouts?

However, being a child that few people loved, she had to let him know what it meant to be warm. If Old Master Su wanted to take it, he would take it.

He happily agreed.

He didn't forget to negotiate with her father, "Father, my sickness is really quick, how about we set off tomorrow?"

"Xi-er feels good, so let's set off tomorrow!"

At Su Wenxi's front porch, Ziying turned to Dong Yan, who was carrying a tray behind him, and said quietly, "Since Mistress is fine now, let's go back!"

Dong Yan looked at the tray in his hand: "But Young Master..."

Ziying silently lifted his foot and started to move. Dong Yan looked awkwardly at the door of his mistress' room. Hearing the laughter coming from inside, he turned around and went to chase after his young master.

He silently returned to his own courtyard and returned to his desk to pick up his book.

He knew it. How could that little girl, who treated climbing up trees and climbing walls as a normal family matter, be so restrained and sick just because of an embroidery request?

Su Wenxi woke up early in the morning and urged her servant to prepare the carriage for her journey.

On the other hand, Lou Zigui always got up early. Apart from changing his clothes, he also had Dong Yan pack a few books. Dong Yan secretly brought a bag of food with him while his master wasn't paying attention.

After being urged on by Su Wenxi, Old Master Su got up and washed up while enduring his sleepiness. He was ashamed to think that his daughter, who was originally alive and kicking, had actually been restrained like this after getting into trouble for a while!

"Good morning, Daddy!"

There had always been no rules governing Su Family. One could only imagine the reason why his daughter was so enthusiastic today.

When Old Master Su heard his daughter's melodious voice, which was as sweet as the singing of an oriole, he immediately felt energized and a smile appeared on his face … It froze on his face.

"Xi-er, what are you doing in men's clothing?"

Su Wenxi glanced at her men's clothing, pinched the hem of her clothes, and said matter-of-factly, "Of course it's convenient if you want to go out!"

Old Master Su had a headache and patiently taught her: "Qian'Er, you are a girl …"

"I know!" Su Wenxi came over and tugged on her father's sleeve as she acted like a spoiled child, "I'm a well-behaved girl at home and a well-behaved young master when I go out. So, you have a daughter at home, a son outside, both children, how beautiful things are! "Isn't it?"

Old Master Su: "..."

"Daddy, if you wear a girl's clothes, you can't have fun! Good father, why don't you let me wear men's clothes! I won't be naughty, I'll be good! No? No? "No, no …"

Old Master Su also knew that Su Wenxi's so-called "listen obediently" was only limited to "listen to".

"Daddy, Doctor Qiao said it already. The path of body recovery, is it peaceful now?" Do you like it when I sit on a chair and do sculpture like those ladies and girls? "Do you like me to look like weak willow trees and delicate flowers like them?"

Old Master Su's heart was stabbed.

His wife had been brought up to be well-mannered by her family, and had died after giving birth.

"Daddy hopes for you to be healthy and happy!"

"Thank you, Father!" Su Wenxi pulled her father's sleeves and ran towards the front of the hall. "Then let's leave after breakfast!"

As soon as they walked out of the doorway and bumped into the face of Dong Yan, the skinny boy immediately greeted them respectfully: "Good morning, Uncle Su! Good morning! " He tried his best to ignore Su Wenxi's male attire.

Old Master Su smiled warmly and held on to Lou Zigui's hand. "You woke up so early. Was it because of Xi-er's argument?" "If you're sleepy, sleep in the car."

Su Wenxi pushed the two of them forward.

"Let's go. "When the sun comes out, it will be hot!"

On the breakfast table where Su Mansion had occurred earlier that day, Su Wenxi swept away the listless expression she had yesterday. Her round and tender white face revealed incomparable joy and jubilation as she continuously gave food to her father while sweetly saying, "Daddy, eat more! "Eat faster!"

Old Master Su: "..."

So the latter part was the main point, right?

He could only turn around and ask, "It's cool on the mountain, bring a few more …"

Suddenly, he remembered that all of the new clothes that Ziying had made were summer clothes, and there wasn't a single piece of clothing that was thicker.

Su Wenxi spoke up from the side, "I've already given the beans …" Your rules are ready! "

She has a lot of small men's clothes, okay?

Besides, she was used to traveling. What things would she bring along? What clothes would she wear? That would be a lot of experience, wouldn't it?

She giggled as she looked at Ziying. "They're all clean clothes!" "Make it up and wear it for a few days first. When you get back from the mountain, get someone to make you a new one!"

How much did she love men's clothing? He didn't show it on his face and thanked her profusely.

Old Master Su gently told him, "It's not bad to be the host of the Serenity Temple, Hong Guang. If you like, you can ask him for some advice."

"Yes, Uncle Su!" he replied.

He thought to himself sleepily, Hong Guang? Could it be that Hong Guang? Was he actually in this Serene Temple?

Su Wenxi smiled and said, "If you like, we can stay here for a while!" Right, Father? "

Old Master Su looked at his daughter in anger, then he looked at his daughter and then back at Ye Zichen and Zhuo.

One is good at reading and learning, the other is tired of learning and playing.

He was truly worried that his daughter would …

Although the marriage of the two children was only a temporary measure, but with the little time he had spent with this child, he was still a child who understood the affairs of the heart and knew the ways of the city. His question used to be lively and lively, but in the future, if he was really able to take care of his daughter, he would be able to walk away with a bit less worry after a hundred years.

But in the future...

Old Master Su's heart ached and he quickly controlled his emotions. He didn't want to show any sign of frustration on his face.

The future was too far away for him to know. He didn't even dare to look back for a few years.

All these years, he was willing to indulge his daughter by watching her laugh, making fun of her, and acting spoiled. He truly did not know just how many days he had given her happiness and what his fate would be tomorrow.

If heaven's will is merciful, he does not ask for wealth or glory, but only for his daughter to be safe in this world!