Chapter 300 No Wife

   entered Jinyuan,

   "Wow, master, your home is so big."

  Jiaojiao is like a little villager who has never seen the world, looking eagerly at the luxurious and huge courtyard.

Looking through the door, there are three attics from near to far in the other courtyard. There are rockery and flowers in the front yard, and the stone road is winding and straight. The square pavilion.

   And this is just a view of the door.

   "If Baojiao likes her, she will often come to visit her in the future." Rong Yan said as he carried her to the hall in the front yard.

  Jiaojiao shook her head, and explained in a waxy voice: "I will go home with my parents tomorrow, and it may take a long time to come to the capital in the future. I'm afraid I won't be able to come and play with you."

   After finishing speaking, Jiaojiao raised her head and said to the master: "In the future, you can play with your wife. When you give birth to a baby, I will give him a red envelope, and then I will come to see you with a gift."

   Xuanliu who was behind him staggered.

  Rong Yan also laughed angrily, flicked the little girl's forehead with Qu Finger, and joked: "You're not old, so you have a lot to worry about."

   "Hmph, you are bullying." Jiaojiao covered her forehead and rubbed it.

   Seeing her delicate appearance, Rong Yan smiled and brought her into the hall, and ordered Xuan Liu to fetch the snow fox vest.

  Xuan Liu pursed his lips and looked at Jiaojiao when he heard the words, he hesitated to speak, it was the birthday present that the master was going to give to Miss Fourth...

  He didn't dare to disobey his master's order, so he hurried to the warehouse to get it.

  Rong Yan untied Jiaojiao's black cloak, and then put on a snow-white vest with a touch of red on her.

  Originally, the upper body was wearing a proper waistcoat, but Jiaojiao covered her feet directly. Because there were no sleeves, it didn't affect the overall appearance.

  Jiaojiao was wearing unfit women's clothes, and she stood beside Master cautiously, looking at the door cautiously.

   Seeing her like this, Rong Yan raised his hand to poke her cheek, "What are you doing?"

  Jiaojiao patted his hand away, raised her chest and said in a low voice, "I'm wearing your lady's clothes, so naturally I have to thank my teacher."

   Rong Yan was happy, rubbed the center of his brows and said: "I have never been married, where did you come from, my teacher?"

  Jiaojiao was taken aback for a moment, looked at Master suspiciously, scratched her head in confusion and asked, "Really?"

   "Why lie to you, do you see that there is a happy word on my house."

  Rong Yan took the wet handkerchief from Xuan Liu and wiped his hands, then took another clean cotton towel and wiped it for Jiaojiao as well.

  Jiaojiao looked around while her hands were being wiped, and she really didn't have any red decorations.

  Then, the master did not marry a wife!

  For some reason, she felt a little secretly happy, and looked at Master with sparkling eyes.

   Seeing her gaze, Rong Yan raised the corner of his mouth and asked, "Happy?"

  Jiaojiao nodded happily, and said: "If you don't get married, the master doesn't have to accompany the teacher's wife or coax the baby. If you have time, you can go to Qing'an Temple to live, so that you can meet and talk."

   "You miss me so much, I am very grateful for the teacher, let's go, I will take you to have a rare meal."

  Rong Yan led the people to the backyard.

  On the road, Jiaojiao looked curious, and the snow-white fur vest on her body reflected her soft and western style, her pink face, **** and moist eyes, and cherry-like red lips.

  Rong Yan saw that she looked like a glutinous rice dumpling, his brows and eyes could not help but soften, and asked with a smile: "Is it cold?"

  Jiaojiao looked at the backyard, shook her head and said, "It's not cold anymore."

  On the terrace pavilion in the distance, there are two women in plain clothes waiting.

  Jiaojiao followed the master and walked over, the two women bowed their heads and called out: "Master."

   "Don't wait, just go down."

   After Rong Yan finished speaking, the two women stepped back respectfully.

  Jiaojiao looked curiously at the ingredients on the table. They were all cut and uncooked. There were meat, vegetables, desserts and tea.

  Rong Yantong pointed to the iron frame and the red-hot silver charcoal in the long iron box, and said, "I'll bake whichever you want."

  Jiaojiao finally realized that she wanted to cook all the raw things with fire.

  She looked at the master hesitant to speak, roasting one by one was too much trouble, why not fry them in a pan, how can these green vegetables be roasted, and how can the food taste like this.

Rong Yanquan acted as if he didn't see her dislike, so he took a few pieces of meat, skillfully placed them on the iron rack, and then brushed them with oil, until they were roasted until they were oily, and then brushed them with the prepared sauce. , He fetched a fan from the side to fan the charcoal fire.

  Accompanied by the sizzling sound, Jiaojiao's eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but move closer to take a closer look.

   "Stand farther away, beware of oil splashes." Rong Yan curled his lips and glanced at the little guy beside his leg.

"Oh."

  Jiaojiao obediently backed away a little, but she was so low that she couldn't see her standing far away. She searched around, and then ran to the stone pier and climbed up.

   While fanning the wind, Rong Yan looked back at the girl, saw that she was about to take off her shoes when she climbed up the back stone pier, and said helplessly, "If you step on it, step on it. Someone will clean it up. Be careful that your feet get cold."

   She is smart in daily life, so taking off her shoes in the cold weather is not inviting a cold.

  Jiaojiao smiled embarrassedly when she heard that, she didn't worry about it anymore, she stood on the stone pier and watched Master's barbecue.

  The sliced ​​meat is slightly thicker, and it is sizzling and oily at the moment, and the sauce wrapped and baked tastes very fragrant.

  Rong Yan sprinkled some more seasoning, and then continued to stir.

  Jiaojiao smelled the fragrance, her mouth began to salivate, and she stared at the meat greedily.

  Jiaojiao asked curiously again: "Master, you are really smart, what kind of food is this?"

  Rong Yan replied: "Well, for the time being, it's called iron grill."

  Jiaojiao nodded, and asked mutteringly, "It smells so good, how soon can Master eat it?"

   "Come on, come down and choose other dishes. After roasting the meat, I will roast others for you."

   "Oh well..."

  Jiaojiao is like a greedy cat, she can't rest for a moment here and there, jumping up and down just to stutter.

  Rong Yan hooked his lips, thoughtfully divided the big piece of meat into smaller pieces, and then served it to Jiaojiao who had been staring at it for a long time.

   "Taste how it tastes."

  Jiaojiao nodded happily, carefully avoiding the vest, and started eating with a piece of meat.

   The chewy meat exploded in the mouth, the aroma of the oil and the sauce tasted delicious together, Jiaojiao couldn't hold back and ate another piece.

It's very yummy.

   "Eat slowly, beware of burning."

   "Hmmm..."

  Jiaojiao is in charge of eating, Rong Yan is in charge of roasting, one big and one small can feel at ease.

   After an hour,

  Jiaojiao rested on the chair, her mouth was pursed, and her fleshy little hands were covering her round belly.

   "So full~"

  Jiaojiao used to have dinner, but Master would bring her to dinner. The most important thing is that the delicacies Master baked are so delicious, she would be too full if she didn't pay attention.

  Rong Yan sat aside, resting his hands on the back of his head, glanced at his delicate protruding belly, and chuckled softly: "Would you like to eat next time?"

  Jiaojiao lay on the chair and didn't want to get up, her **** and white eyes fluttered, and her soft voice sounded lazy: "I still have to eat, but I have to eat less."

  (end of this chapter)