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Qian Sheng pouted his chin, pouted his pink mouth, looked out the door helplessly, and asked Han Po: "Han Po, why is Qi Qi lying in bed again, lazier than me, what a big slob. "

"Eat first, don't worry about it so much." Han Po scooped up a spoonful of porridge and fed it into the boy's mouth.

The boy's attention was diverted in an instant, and he ate a mouthful of porridge and vegetables with relish.

Qian Sheng was eating, and when there was only half a bowl of porridge left, he suddenly remembered the scene he saw when he sneaked to the kitchen to eat last night.

A man and a woman sat next to each other. The man held the soup in his hand and fed the woman one bite at a time, while the woman drank the soup fed by the other party with a sweet face.

When there was still half a bowl of soup left, the woman took the bowl back and fed the soup to the man in turn. Qian Sheng clearly saw the man laughing so hard that he couldn't close his mouth.

The ignorant boy quietly slipped out of the kitchen. He didn't know that he had been forcibly fed a wave of dog food just now, but he just thought why every time Han Po fed him, he kept his expressionless face and even endured something. It turned out that he didn't laugh because he didn't feed him, so he was unhappy.

Thinking he had figured out the key point of not smiling, the boy happily went back to his room to sleep with his well-fed belly in his arms.

So when he saw that the porridge bowl in Han Po's hand was only half a bowl left, he hurriedly turned away from the porridge that Han Po fed him.

"What's the matter?" Han Po put the spoon back into the bowl, and according to the boy's previous appetite, a bowl of porridge would definitely be a no-brainer for him.

"Are you full? Still don't want to drink porridge, want to eat something else?"

Qian Sheng didn't say a word, just took the porridge bowl from Han Po's hand, and then picked up the spoon to scoop up a spoonful of porridge clumsily. Just when Han Po thought that the other party wanted to eat the porridge on his own, the spoon slowly but firmly to his side.

Looking at the young man suspiciously, Han Po didn't expect that the other party wanted to feed him, and thought the young man wanted him to help cool him down.

So he lowered his head slightly, carefully controlled the temperature, and then blew on the porridge under Qian Sheng's expectant eyes, cooling the hot porridge in one breath.

Han Po raised his head, looked at Qian Sheng who was astonished, and wondered, "It's already blown cold, why don't you eat?"

The young man who failed in the first battle continued his efforts, put the spoon directly to Han Po's mouth, and looked at him with wide eyes expectantly: "This is for you, eat it quickly, it won't taste good when it gets cold."

Hearing the young man's words, Han Po was slightly taken aback, and when he came back to his senses, he realized that he had already drank the porridge into his mouth with the spoon Qian Sheng had used.

Unable to tell what it was like in his heart, Han Po thought blankly, this was probably the most delicious mouthful of porridge he had ever had in his life.

Seeing that he still had his signature expression after taking a mouthful of Han Po, Qian Sheng felt that he must have given less food, and maybe he laughed after feeding a few more mouthfuls of Han Po.

So the small half bowl of porridge quickly bottomed out during the back and forth between the two of them.

After finishing the porridge, Han Po took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of the young man's mouth carefully, but seeing the other party's expression about to cry, Han Po panicked, and hurriedly supported Qian Sheng's shoulders. Like golden beans, they fell down one by one free of money, hitting the back of Han Po's hand, which also hurt his heart.

"Qian Sheng, what's the matter? Don't, don't cry. Who bullied you? Tell me, okay?" With a rare panic on his face, Han Po gently wiped away tears for the young man with his fingers, but the next wave The tears came more ferociously.

Han Po couldn't help it, so he took out another handkerchief to wipe the boy's tears, but he heard the other party's extremely wronged voice: "Who else is it? You bullied me. I fed you porridge, but you didn't even smile at me. Do you hate me for doing this? Wuwuwu, how could you do this. "

The more the young man talked, the more wronged he was, and the more he cried, the more he cried, Han Po rested his forehead with a headache, and quickly showed a stiff smile at the young man, afraid that his teeth would come out because of his inconspicuous smile.

Seeing Han Po's uncontrollable smile, Qian Sheng broke his tears into a "puchi" laugh, "Hahaha, you smile so ugly, no wonder you don't smile at all."

Han Po looked tenderly at the young man who laughed heartlessly, gently wiped away the remaining tears on his face, and said in a warm voice: "Yeah, it's because the smile is ugly and no one is watching, so I don't want to laugh." Love to laugh."

"Nonsense! I just love to watch it. From now on, show me a smile every day, or I'll cry for you." The young man looked at Han Po with red eyes and puffy face. It's about to melt: "Okay, okay, I will show you a smile every day from now on."

"Just laugh and show me alone!"

"Well, definitely don't show it to others."

"Han Po, you are the best!"

"As long as you know."

Junze and Qimo heard this conversation as soon as they came in. Seeing Qian Sheng's red eyes, Junze joked, "Hey, did you get spanked for not eating well in the morning?"

When Han Po heard the word "spanking", he glanced uncontrollably at the stool Qian Sheng was sitting on, then quickly retracted it, stood up and said for the angry Qian Sheng, "No, Qian Sheng is very good. , It was my fault that made him angry."

"Oh, so that's how it is..." Jun Ze looked at Han Po with a malicious expression, and when he was about to say something, he felt his sleeves being pulled by Qi Mo, so he immediately closed his mouth and started with Qi Mo. Have breakfast.

"By the way." Jun Ze said while serving porridge for Qi Mo, "Let's go out for a stroll in a while, I heard that today is the Qiqiao Festival in the world, and the street is very lively."

Hearing this, Qi Mo paused while drinking the porridge, it turns out that today is already the seventh day of the seventh lunar month.It has been nearly a month since I was sold out by that woman. Now it is estimated that his younger brother in the foundation stage who piled up countless treasures and medicines has already entered the Tianji sect. After all, I am an indispensable help for him to successfully enter the sect.

Thinking of this, Qi Mo smiled sarcastically, he will wait, starting with that younger brother, step by step, he will let that family taste what despair is like.

"Wow! What is Qiqiao Festival? It sounds like fun."

Qi Mo was pulled back from his thoughts by Qian Sheng's words, and looked up to see Jun Ze looking at him with worried eyes.

Smiled at him reassuringly, Qi Mo comforted him: "I'm fine, don't worry." Then he turned to Qian Sheng and said, "Qiqiao Festival is celebrated every year on the seventh day of July in the world. On this day, it is said that Cowherd and Weaver Girl will celebrate The magpie bridge meets to celebrate the lovers getting married.

So every Qixi Festival, unmarried ladies who usually stay at home will come out to play on this day, hoping to meet their destined other half.Correspondingly, there are also many unmarried men who hope to meet a beautiful woman today and achieve a good marriage. "

"So." Qi Mo looked at the young man with a smile in his eyes, "There will be many handsome men and beauties appearing today, and the vendors outside will seize the opportunity to hold various activities, so it is naturally very lively."

"Wow." The yearning in Qian Sheng's eyes was about to turn into substance, and he couldn't wait to look at Qi Mo: "Qi Qi, eat quickly, and let's go play together after eating."

"What are you urging, let Han Po take you first if you want to go, don't urge my Momo to eat here." Jun Ze slowly peeled the eggs for Qimo, and after peeling it, he handed it to him with a gentle smile: "Momo , eat slowly, don't worry." He is not in a hurry to see handsome men and beautiful women!

Qian Shenglue, who was forcibly fed a wave of dog food again, was heartbroken. He watched the interaction between Junze and Qimo, and thought a little sourly: If only Hanpo could treat me like this, it would be great if Qiqi didn't Feed Junze porridge, but he even took the initiative to smile at Qiqi!Also laughed several times!

Alas, when Han Po can take the initiative to smile so gently to himself like this, it would be great.Qian Sheng cast a resentful glance at Han Po, who was at a loss as to when he had provoked this little ancestor again.

So, don't guess the boy's mind.

Knowing that the young man was impatient, Qi Mo told Jun Ze that he was full after a while.

Then everyone got into a carriage with an ordinary appearance and an extremely exquisite and luxurious interior.

Along the way, Qian Sheng opened the curtain excitedly and looked around. The sellers of sugar, candied haws, and various folk snacks that he had never seen before occupied all his mind.

Since Qian Sheng was the only one of the four people in the car with his head sticking out to look around, it gave the wrong hint to those who had noticed Qian Sheng a long time ago: This is a beautiful and simple young master from an ordinary rich family who came out to play.

"Master, I checked. He is the young master of a small businessman with no background. He just moved into the capital a while ago and only moved in yesterday." A man in the shape of a servant hurried in and reported respectfully to the person in the chair.

"Well, I got it, I sent someone to follow me carefully, I finally met such a beautiful little thing, don't scare me." The man on the main seat had a frivolous face, which could be seen through his tone It was obviously not the first time that the other party had done this kind of thing.

"Yes, my little one obeys."

The excited teenager didn't know that he was being watched by someone, only Jun Ze and Han Po in the car looked at each other, and then looked away, it was just a small shrimp, as long as they didn't come up to seek death, they didn't have to work hard to clean it up .

When the carriage arrived in the downtown area, because there were too many people, the group could only get out of the carriage and walk. This was exactly what Qian Sheng wanted. He dragged Han Po straight to the sugar seller's stall, clamoring for some food. this.

Han Po obediently took out the money, and when the two of them walked to the stall selling candied haws, the boy handed over the half-eaten candy man and threw it to Han Po, and then asked him to buy candied haws to eat.

Later, fried stinky tofu and fried rice cakes...

In the end, Han Po almost couldn't hold it in his hand, so he stopped the young man, and said in a faintly helpless tone, "I still have a lot in my hand that you haven't finished eating, and now you have to buy new ones. If you can't finish eating them, you can only throw them away." Now, wasting food is not a good habit."

"Oh." The young man's enthusiasm was extinguished by half immediately. When he saw a father and son passing by from the corner of his eyes, his eyes suddenly lit up. He looked up at Han Po's iron-gray eyes and said: "Han Po Han Po, what is left of you?" Can you help me eat the rest?"

Han Po was taken aback, and suddenly felt that it was not a good thing for a young man to be too smart. He could immediately learn and use whatever he saw, and this talent was unparalleled.

The old father Han Po let out a "hmm" from his throat, and then stared at the food in his hand for a long time before hesitating to speak.

The author has something to say:

Han Po: I am a man who can cool the porridge in one breath

Qian Sheng (star-eyed): Wow, that's amazing!

Reporter: May I ask why Mr. Han Po carefully controls the temperature when blowing air?

Han Po: Because I am afraid that if I accidentally freeze the porridge in the spoon into ice cubes

Reporter: ...Wow, that's amazing.

Qian Sheng: Don't learn from me!