MTL - The System Wants Me To Attack the Female Protagonist of Abuse-Chapter 49 forty-nine tripods

◎Affair (two more in one)◎

Before Pei Ming could speak, Bai Qi said, "A Ding, I'll accompany you."

Her interruption gave Li Hua a sigh of relief: "I'll go too."

Hearing this, Song Dingding looked at his not-so-obvious abdomen: "Master, the bamboo forest is too dangerous."

"What are you afraid of?" Li Hua raised his lips and said with a half-smile, "I have a golden talisman to avoid death, but you are more dangerous."

His playful tone lightened the tense atmosphere, perhaps because he felt that what he said was somewhat reasonable. She no longer insisted on her opinion, and nodded: "Then let's go back first."

Being interrupted by Li Hua, Song Dingding forgot that he was still asking about Pei Ming, and left the hospital.

And Pei Ming, who was left out in the cold, raised his eyebrows lightly, his dark eyes like thick ink, and glanced at Li Hua lightly.

It was obviously a hot summer day, and the sound of cicadas on the trees made one feel sleepy, but Li Hua felt cold all over his body.

Bai Qi snorted lightly, as if mocking him for being unpromising.

She looked directly at Pei Ming: "Don't think I don't know what you want to do, I heard my father say the last step to summon the dragon."

"If A Ding knew your true identity, do you think she would still like you?"

Bai Qi seemed to be threatening, she said blankly, "Pei Ming, don't touch the person I like."

The dazzling sun shines through the dense branches and leaves, and falls on his black jade-like hair on the temples.

Pei Ming called softly, "Bai Qi."

Bai Qi raised her eyebrows: "Huh?"

He smiled: "Forget what your father said."

Pei Ming stood in the mottled tree shadow, the wind rustled.

As the voice fell, he gently folded his **** and snapped them crisply.

Bai Qi's pupils dilated slightly, the expression on her face became confused, her eyelashes trembled: "What did I just say?"

She murmured as if to herself, the chaotic memory in her mind became disordered, and after thinking for a while, she couldn't remember, she could only look at Pei Ming as if asking for help.

He raised his black eyes and said casually, "You said, Li Hua is really annoying."

Bai Qi suddenly realized, looking at Li Hua's figure long gone, she couldn't help but spit: "Bah! Poor swordsman with a small stomach!"

She was about to catch up quickly, but Lu Qingchen's voice came from behind: "Chao'er, where is Chao'er, I'm going to find her..."

She turned her head, narrowed her eyes slightly, and saw Lu Qingchen crawling towards the yard with a difficult expression on the threshold of the door.

Bai Qi said angrily, "Don't make a mess, okay? A Ding hopes that Gu Chaoyu will survive more than you. If you take care of the person next to you, you will help us the most."

Lu Qingchen's climbing motion paused, and gently raised his tear-stained face, he was silent, sobbing, and after some time, he buried his head and said, "If you see Chao'er, say sorry for me. ."

"You have to know that the most useless word in this world is the 'sorry' after being hurt."

Bai Qi hardly said a few more words, and she said with a serious look: "My mother said, it's hard to get rid of the water, and it's hard to break the mirror. Whatever you sow, you will bear the fruit. People always have to atone for their wrongs."

After all, she turned around and left without waiting for Lu Qingchen to respond.

Pei Ming looked at her distant back and lowered his eyes.

…

Song Dingding wanted to wait until it was dark, but before returning to the water lotus pavilion, he saw the housekeeper and Yuwei Daojun who had been waiting for a long time.

The butler's slender face was wearing gold-rimmed glasses. He leaned over slightly and smiled gracefully: "It is difficult for the madam to eat, so the owner asked the guests to come and help."

This was what she expected, but Gu Chaoyu disappeared in the bamboo forest, and the housekeeper suddenly came to invite her at this time, and she was inevitably in a trance.

Song Dingding calmed down and asked, "Can the cook we sent earlier, Madam, can't eat his cooking?"

The housekeeper nodded: "The chef sent by the guest is good at frying, frying, cooking, and cooking. The cooking skills are excellent. But the lady has a poor appetite, and she said that she can't eat it when she smells it."

Daojun Yuwei seemed to have forgotten what happened in the early morning, looked at her, and said in a low voice: "In this team, only the royal chef of the Lu family and you are good at cooking, but now the meals he cooks are too hard for Mrs. Let you try it."

Song Dingding was thinking about Gu Chaoyu in her heart and asked her to wait until it was dark. She really couldn't calm down, so she might as well go to the bamboo forest first and explore the situation in the name of cooking.

Without any hesitation, she accepted it directly: "Okay, I'll go up and change my clothes, and I'll come after tidying up.

After all, she went up to the third floor, went back to her room, took off the clothes cut by Pei Ming on the bottom two layers, and wiped her body with the toilet water that the maid sent in the morning.

The body to be scrubbed was refreshed, Song Dingding picked up the light-colored lingerie that Pei Ming had put on her in the morning, and was about to put it on, but smelled a faint fragrance on the lingerie.

This smell is somewhat familiar, as if I have smelled it somewhere.

She couldn't remember it for a while, remembering that there were people waiting downstairs in the guest room, she quickly wrapped a soft cloth and changed into a light-colored silk robe.

This robe is the costume of the Tianmen Sect. It is worn when practicing martial arts on weekdays, regardless of gender, it is an ordinary robe.

White magnolias are embroidered on the front of the clothes, representing the inner city disciples, and the name of 'Pei Ming' is sewn with needles and threads on the inside of the clothes.

Song Dingding caressed his name lightly, and turned to look at the back waist reflected in the bronze mirror. White gauze was wrapped around her waist, so she couldn't see the stitched wound.

If his embroidery was so bad, the stitching behind her waist must be horrible.

She chuckled softly, put on her robe, and hurried out of the room.

There were several more people downstairs. Pei Ming and Bai Qi, who came back later than her, stood on the arch bridge and waited for her. Lu Cha and Jia Duobao didn't know when they went downstairs.

Seeing her coming out, the housekeeper made a 'please' gesture and walked ahead to lead the way.

Song Dingding thought that it was just cooking, so Daojun Yuwei, Lu Cha and Jia Duobao followed.

When the group walked into the bamboo forest, it was noon, and there were ice cubes stored everywhere in the bamboo forest.

Jia Duobao wiped the sweat from his forehead and sighed, "With so many ice cubes, the owner of the village really loves his wife."

Ice cubes are only available in the cold winter and twelfth lunar month. So many ice cubes are stored from winter to hot summer, just for the wife to escape the heat, which can be said to be well-intentioned.

Song Dingding was noncommittal about this.

The owner of the villa seems to be really kind to his wife. The removed rockery, the filled lake, and even to relieve his wife's homesickness, he directly re-engraved his wife's hometown one by one.

This secluded bamboo forest, rising from the ground, is lush and green, and it must have taken a lot of time and effort to grow it.

But the more this is the case, the behavior of the villa owner and his wife living apart at night and letting his wife live alone in this bamboo forest becomes more and more bizarre.

The group walked into the bamboo garden. The lady was lying on her side in a rattan chair. The owner of the village was sitting on a wooden pier, holding a paddle fan in his hand.

This scene looks really peaceful and beautiful.

Song Dingding held his breath and couldn't bear to destroy his wife's happiness at this moment, but Pei Ming obviously didn't have this kind of consciousness. He stepped on bamboo leaves and twigs under his feet, making a clattering sound.

When the lady heard the sound, she turned her head slightly to look at them, her eyes showed some joy, and her eyes fell on Song Dingding: "Little brother, are you here to speak with me?"

She seemed to be a little unfinished about the topic she had not finished talking about last time.

Song Dingding smiled and said, "I heard that Madam has a bad appetite, so I will cook some food for Madam."

Hearing this, Madam's face collapsed.

She really had no appetite to eat, and just smelling the food made her stomach roll.

Song Dingding had a panoramic view of his wife's expression. She looked at the royal chef of the Lu family who was waiting by the side, walked up and asked, "What dishes have you made these two days?"

The royal chef of the Lu family glanced at her and raised his chin slightly: "What are you? Why should I answer you?"

Obviously, he didn't put her in his eyes at all, not so much to look down on her, but to believe in his own cooking skills.

Moreover, he knew that his master had a holiday with her, so he naturally spoke rudely, without even the least respect.

Seeing him so arrogant, Song Dingding was not angry, she smiled and said, "If you don't accept me, then we will compare."

The royal chef of the Lu family asked, "Compared to what?"

She smiled slightly: "It took you two days, but you couldn't let the lady eat. I only need one hour to make the lady eat, do you believe it?"

"Shit! If you can let your wife eat it, I will kneel down and kowtow to you today, and I will call you grandpa from now on!"

The royal chef of the Lu family said fiercely: "If you can't do it, I will cut your tongue."

Bai Qi looked sullen, but she was not happy when she said, "Why do you kneel and kowtow when you lose, and cut your tongue when A Ding loses? What unfair bet is this?"

Li Hua rarely agreed: "Don't gamble if you can't afford it. I don't think you can beat A Ding."

Compared with the indignation of the two, Pei Ming and Song Dingding seemed much calmer.

Pei Ming seemed to be sure that she would not lose, or that he was certain that even if she lost, the cook wouldn't hurt her in the slightest.

As for Song Dingding, she simply calculated her seniority. Song Zhizhi called her father. If the royal chef of the Lu family wanted to call her grandfather, then Song Zhizhi picked up another son for nothing.

She raised her head and glanced at the Lu family's royal chef.

However, this man with a face full of flesh looks to be in his thirties or forties. Whether he is a father or a grandfather, he feels a little bit at a loss.

Song Dingding nodded: "Okay, just bet like that."

Her hammering sounded like a contemptuous provocation, which made the Lu family's royal chef furious: "I'll add another one, and if I lose, I'll cut my tongue out for you!"

A person does not necessarily die without a tongue, but for a top chef who relies on cooking for a living, without a tongue is equivalent to losing everything.

She gave him a deep look, smiled, but did not speak.

Song Dingding instructed to go on and ask the butler to find a stove for cooking soup, a soup pot, as well as various condiments and fresh ingredients.

From the storage ring, she found the double-edged dagger that Pei Ming had given her. After talking to the housekeeper, she chopped down a few bamboos, cut into long strips of bamboo strips, and started to weave a tic-tac-toe.

Because of her congenital heart disease, she spends most of her time at home and in the hospital. In her spare time, she will calm down and make some handicrafts.

Over time, she became more and more proficient at work, such as carving wood and weaving handicrafts.

It took Song Dingding a short time to weave the tic-tac-toe grid. Seeing that the housekeeper sent someone to deliver what she needed, she set up a large pot, cooked the vegetable oil, cut the butter into small pieces, chopped the watercress, and prepared **** and garlic. , scallion knots, star anise, cinnamon and other materials to make hot pot red oil.

In the interval between refining the red oil, she asked Li Hua to help wash vegetables such as potatoes, lettuce, lotus root, bamboo shoots, baby vegetables, shiitake mushrooms, wax gourd, chrysanthemum, etc., while she took out the sea basin and took out various aquatic seafood.

She removed the head and tail of the green shrimp, picked the shrimp line, washed and peeled the shrimp skin, chopped two-thirds of the shrimp into minced meat, and chopped the rest into minced shrimp, mixed with egg white and salt, and stirred well. Add appropriate starch and mix well.

The prepared shrimp slipped by hand and put them in a bamboo tube to chill for later use. She washed the Longli fish, marinated it in rice wine, salt, onion and **** for ten minutes, slapped the fish and chopped it into fish paste, added pepper and starch and mixed well. Put it on a plate and steam for more than ten minutes, take it out and let it cool, cut it into small pieces, put it in an oil pan and deep fry it again, remove it and set aside.

Song Dingding made cuttlefish balls, squid balls, chicken **** and pee **** in turn, then cut the fresh beef and mutton that had been frozen in ice cubes for more than 40 minutes into thin slices and placed them on a plate for later use.

Next, prepare fresh ingredients such as hairy belly, duck intestines, loin slices, spicy beef, yellow throat, brain flowers, duck blood, and fat intestines.

The last is the staple food. In addition to the noodles she made by hand, she also used the prepared noodles to cut into thin noodles, wrapped them around chopsticks to shape them, and fried them in a frying pan until they were shaped to make simple instant noodles.

Song Dingding prepared everything outside the bamboo forest, and the hot pot red oil was also refined. She put the tic-tac-toe grid into the soup pot, added hot pot red oil to the cross grid, and the mushroom soup stewed from the stock in the square grid.

Madam looked at the table full of dishes, but none of them were cooked dishes, so she couldn't help but wonder, "How do you eat this?"

Song Dingding stood aside. When the fire was boiling, he picked up the tender hairy belly and put it in the center grid. He counted fifteen numbers in his heart, and quickly picked it up and put it into the dipping sauce in front of his wife.

She prepared two kinds of dipping sauces for his wife, one is Sichuan hot pot dipping sauce with sesame oil, garlic paste, oil consumption, coriander, chopped green onion, and white sugar. The other is a northern hot pot dipping sauce with sesame sauce, chili sauce, minced garlic, light soy sauce, vinegar, sesame oil and chopped green onion.

The air is filled with the fragrance of hot pot, and the spicy taste stimulates the taste buds, making people swallow their saliva.

Song Dingding dipped the rinsed hairy belly in the dipping sauce and sent it to his wife: "How about a taste, Madam?"

Madam couldn't smell the food, but all the fresh ingredients were placed in front of her, except for the faintly spicy smell, there was nothing disgusting.

She swallowed her saliva, opened her mouth slightly under the expectant eyes of the village owner, and took a bite of her hairy belly with Song Dingding's hand.

The dipping sauce wraps the fresh and tender hairy belly, the taste is crisp and tender, and it is slightly chewy. It can be described as numb, spicy, refreshing, and crunchy.

Seeing the slight change in Madam's expression, Song Dingding put the fat beef, duck intestines, loin slices and other ingredients into the center grid, and then scooped it up after more than ten seconds of silence. Put the ingredients into the cross grill and cook for two minutes.

"Delicious! I have never eaten such a delicious food with such an indescribable taste!"

Madam ate bite after bite, sweating profusely on her forehead. Jia Duobao and Lu Cha were behind the ice cubes not far away, and they fanned with banana fans, and the melted ice cubes blew towards the hot pot. Go, it's cold, but it makes people feel comfortable.

The scent of bamboo in the bamboo garden was gradually replaced by the smell of the spicy hot pot base, and faintly drifted in front of Li’s picture with the wind.

Even the royal chef of the Lu family, who had just put his eyes on the top of his head, couldn't help swallowing, and the expression on his face became more complicated and ugly.

During the feeding process, Song Dingding chatted with his wife from time to time, and the owner of the village would occasionally interject a few words when he saw that his wife was so interested.

For a time, the atmosphere in the bamboo garden was extremely harmonious, which made people forget some messy troubles, and there was only the greedy red oil hot pot in front of them.

Song Dingding slid down the shrimp while holding the bamboo tube, while secretly observing the wife and the villa owner. The wife was still the same as last time. Most of the things they talked about were interesting things that happened in the past, and they rarely talked about their current life.

The owner of the village also avoided talking about the present, and only talked about the two people who just met, and the process of acquaintance, acquaintance and love.

The two chatted and laughed, the owner of the village looked at his wife with love in his eyes, and the wife was extremely dependent on the owner of the village, and it didn't seem like there was any estrangement at all.

This made her wonder, did the owner and his wife think that they were not happy now, so they kept recalling the past?

But they clearly seem to be in love with each other so much that they even remember a small thing as big as a sesame in the past.

She felt that this Qingping Villa looked calm on the surface, but it was full of doubts, and everything was strange.

This hot pot meal, the wife ate for a full hour, while Song Dingding stood by, waiting, her back hurts and her feet are numb.

Overall, there was not much to gain from the observation. The owner and his wife didn't seem to remember that Gu Chaoyu broke into the bamboo forest yesterday.

She even mentioned the thunderstorm last night intentionally or unintentionally and asked Madam how she was sleeping, but Madam behaved perfectly, only saying that she slept soundly at night and couldn't hear anything.

Song Dingding didn't dare to say it more clearly, for fear of being scared by the grass, so he could only give up.

After the lady had eaten, the owner of the village expressed her gratitude to her, and said that the lady was about to take a nap, and asked the housekeeper to send them away.

Walking out of the bamboo forest, the Lu family's royal chef hesitated under Bai Qi's persecuting eyes, and knelt down towards Song Dingding, his lips wriggled twice, and his expression seemed to be about to cry: "Grandpa, grandpa..."

Bai Qi nodded with satisfaction and threw the dagger at his feet: "And your tongue."

He looked at the dagger under his feet, his pupils shrank, and after an unknown amount of time, his arms stretched out tremblingly.

The tongue, how important the tongue is to a chef, but now he is going to lose this precious thing forever because of his arrogance.

Thinking of this, these five, three, seven-foot-long men couldn't help but cry.

When he cried until his throat was hoarse, he wiped his tears, closed his eyes tightly, slowly raised the dagger, and stuck out his tongue.

"Enough." Song Dingding shouted and snatched the dagger from his hand: "Anyway, it's useless for me to ask for your tongue, you should owe me a favor."

She had known for a long time that the meals prepared by the royal chef of the Lu family would not be eaten by the wife.

When she first met and chatted, she learned from the communication with her wife that the owner of the villa had hired many top chefs for her. Those delicacies from the mountains and seas, flying in the sky, running underground, and swimming in the water, the wife has long been tired of eating.

The royal chef of the Lu family is used to cooking delicious delicacies. It is no different from the chef invited by the owner of the village. There are no new tricks. The wife must be disgusted with his cooking skills.

At that time, she thought of hot pot, but Daojun Yuwei stepped in and said that the royal chef of the Lu family would do it, and by the way, she belied her a bit, so she naturally wouldn't rush to do this thankless job.

If it weren't for the fact that the royal chef of the Lu family was too arrogant and arrogant, and didn't even show respect for people, she wouldn't be idle and make this bet with him.

Seeing that this cook has vigor and blood, and knows to keep his promise, he should not be a bad person, so why should she be angry for a while and ruin the life of other cooks.

Song Dingding returned the dagger to Bai Qi and returned to the water lotus pavilion.

Leaving behind the royal chef of the Lu family, he kept kowtowing to her retreating back.

Bai Qi had a sweet smile on her face, and Li Hua smacked her tongue: "If you smile again, your mouth will grin to the bottom of your ears."

"You know shit! Look at A Ding, he can cook, and he is kind and generous without holding grudges." Bai Qi smiled charmingly, heard Li Hua's voice, tilted her head and rolled her eyes at him: "What? Like your little belly and chicken intestines, you can't remember the big things for so many years."

Li Hua was choked and speechless.

Because she was right, A Ding is really a good person.

Apart from being short and dark on the skin, there is no other fault on the whole body.

If the royal chef of the Lu family had yelled at him just now, after winning the bet, he would have to cut that person's tongue so that he wouldn't be soft-hearted.

But even such a person with a good personality and a kind heart, he didn't know how to offend Daojun Wuzang, but he didn't sacrifice others, so he caught A Ding.

Thinking of this, Li Hua couldn't help but raised his head and glared at Pei Ming secretly.

…

After spending an afternoon in the bamboo forest, Song Dingding returned to the water lotus pavilion not long after, and the sky turned dark.

A few people dressed in hot pot sat together, staring at her with big eyes and small eyes, she coughed unnaturally: "What are you all looking at me for?"

Bai Qi leaned forward and said, "A Ding, why do I think you are getting better and better?"

"Well, there is still a faint fragrance on the body." She leaned over her head and sniffed it twice: "It smells good, I like the smell."

Song Dingding blushed at Bai Qi's straightforward compliment. She just knew that after eating the hot pot, there was a smell on her body. When she came back, she washed Pei Ming's lingerie and hung it up, and then she simply took a shower.

The clear fragrance Bai Qi said was actually the fragrant pancreas she used when she took a bath. It had a soap-like smell and was not very obvious.

After taking a shower, she didn't paint her skin black again. Anyway, there was Pei Ming's last remarks, and if anyone asked, she said that she had rubbed the powder.

Maybe it was because a few people didn't take a bath and were exposed to the sun for a whole day, and she looked fairer and more radiant just after taking a bath.

Song Dingding couldn't stand their gazes, so he quickly changed the subject and said, "Let's go, it's getting late..."

The face suddenly enlarged infinitely in front of her, and her voice stopped abruptly in shock, Bai Qi tapped her face, and her eyes met hers.

The air seemed to freeze at this moment, Song Dingding was so frightened that her chin was about to come out, she pulled back, her eyes widened.

It wasn't until ten seconds later that Bai Qi let go of her and said with a frustrated look, "A Ding, don't you like me?"

Song Dingding didn't understand: "What?"

Bai Qi shrugged: "My mother said, look at the person you like for ten counts, and if the other person likes you, he will want to kiss you."

She blinked and asked, "A Ding, did you just want to kiss me?"

Song Dingding: "..."

Seeing her embarrassed expression, Li Hua quickly relieved the siege and said, "The top priority now is to rescue Miss Gu. Let's talk about the affair of your son and daughter when you come back."

Song Dingding walked down the steps, nodded, got up and walked towards the outside of the guest building, for fear that Bai Qi would ask any more strange questions.

In the group, there were two more people than the number scheduled in the morning, one was Daojun Yuwei, and the other was Lu Cha.

Daojun Yuwei guessed their plan and took the initiative to ask her about it. She couldn't hide it, so she simply said a few words.

He pondered for a moment, thinking that he might swallow the dragon ball and hide in the bamboo forest, and said that he would also go with him.

On the other hand, Lu Cha was too worried about Gu Chaoyu, no matter how she tried to console him, he insisted on taking risks.

Song Dingding had no choice but to bring them along.

In addition to these two people, Pei Ming, Li Hua and Bai Qi went together. After they left the water lotus pavilion, they did not follow the whereabouts of the day and entered the bamboo forest directly from the villa owner's bedroom.

Instead, he circled far, walked around behind the water lotus pavilion, and found the entrance to the other end of the bamboo forest.

In the quiet night, the chirping sounded from time to time, facing the moonlight, they stopped at the junction of the arch bridge and the outside of the bamboo forest.

Song Dingding took a deep breath and asked, "Are you ready?"

This is like asking them, but also asking himself.

Following the sparse response, Bai Qi headed into the dark bamboo forest with no end.

Seeing several people walking into the bamboo forest one after another, Song Dingding took a step forward. He had just gathered up his courage and was about to walk in, but his arm was suddenly pulled back.

Before she could react, her body was already pressed against the bridge railing, and the bright moonlight in front of her was blocked by Pei Ming. She was stunned and looked at his black eyes.