Chapter 53 Please accept my knee!

  Watching Shen Yao play a whole set of Wu Qin Xi, Ji Zhao understood what is meant by flowing elegance.

   "Shen Yao," Ji Zhao suddenly faced him and said with a serious expression, "Please accept my knee!"

   This man is really amazing. He can play Wu Qin Xi so well after only watching it once.

   "Did you hurt your knee?" Shen Yao asked with concern, subconsciously squatting in front of her, trying to check her knee.

   Ji Zhao, who couldn't laugh or cry, quickly explained, "In fact, the implication of this sentence is that I admire you very much, and I admire you so much!"

   "Is that so?" Shen Yao suddenly smiled.

  Shen Yao was born to be good-looking, with clear outlines and deep phoenix eyes.

   But when he laughed, Ji Zhao finally understood what the phrase Young Master Shi Wushuang meant.

  When he laughed, his face was like a city.

   Unknowingly, Ji Zhao was a little obsessed with watching.

   It wasn't until Zhao Lanhua's voice suddenly sounded that Ji Zhao's thoughts were pulled out of his fantasy.

   "A Tao, look at my hand, it's such a gesture, isn't it?" Zhao Lanhua played Wu Qin Xi with great interest, and asked cheerfully.

   "Mother, you did a good job!" Ji Zhao praised without hesitation, "But it would be even better if you could raise your right hand a little bit higher?"

   "Is that so?"

"correct!"

   Shen Yao stepped aside, watching such a warm scene, his beautiful thin lips were slightly pursed, and the curvature of the lips was also slightly raised.

  After half an hour, Zhao Lanhua, who had finished practicing Wu Qin Xi, only felt refreshed and energetic.

  After breakfast, Ji Zhao followed Zhao Lanhua to the county seat.

  Shen Kee Pastry Shop.

  Sister-in-law Shen has already tidied up the small kitchen in the backyard.

   "Sister, is Mrs. Shen that good?" Looking at her sister's busy back, Feng Chunyan was a little annoyed at Ji Zhao, "Aunt Lanhua's favorite daughter-in-law was you before, but now..."

"Kids, don't talk nonsense!" Mrs. Shen pinched her sister's face angrily, and said with a gentle smile, "Actually, A Tao is not bad. It was because my sister didn't know her before that she was in your house. Saying that to her in front of her..."

"I think Ji Atao is too scheming. How long has it been? She has made everyone in the Shen family look at her with admiration," Feng Chunyan said with her mouth curled up. But it made you work so hard... So does Aunt Lanhua, she is so coaxed by her that she doesn't know the south, the south, the northwest, right? Sister, don't think my words are harsh. It's not impossible for A Tao to start a business this season, but why should she borrow pastries? Where is the shop?"

"Sister, don't forget that this pastry shop has been owned by you and your brother-in-law for many years. If our Feng family hadn't produced more than 30 kinds of secret pastry recipes, how would the business of this shop be so good?" Feng Chunyan said The more I think about it, the more I don't deserve it for my sister.

"Chunyan, are you thinking too much?" Mrs. Shen smiled helplessly, "Mother said a long time ago that the pastry shop belongs to me and Dalang, as long as we give them some pension money every month. gone."

"It's true now, but it's hard to guarantee the future!" Feng Chunyan said earnestly, "Sister, don't dislike me for speaking badly. This old saying is good. Parents love the youngest the most, let alone Shen San. Brother is still an unhealthy person, so it's hard to guarantee that Ji Atao won't make an idea of ​​our pastry shop?"

  After Feng Chunyan's analysis, Mrs. Shen's mood also fell to the bottom.

  At the end of the hour, Zhao Lanhua brought Ji Zhao to the pastry shop.

   "Mother? The third sibling," Mrs. Shen hurried out to greet her, but the smile on her face was a little pale.

   "Old man, what's wrong with you? Is there something wrong?" Zhao Lanhua probed her forehead with concern, and was relieved to make sure that she didn't have a fever.

  (end of this chapter)