Chapter 142 Don't take yourself too seriously

  Daohuaxuan.

  Daohua was sitting in front of the window, holding scissors and carefully trimming a pot of red plum.

  Behind, Wang Man'er watched hesitantly, endured and endured, and finally couldn’t hold back: "Girl, the little prince should be in the old lady’s yard by now, won’t you meet?"

   Daohua kept moving in her hand: "What is there to see, there are so many people over there, and I am afraid that he will not be neglected?"

  Wang Man'er was stunned, hesitated for a moment, and then asked uncertainly: "Girl, are you angry with the little prince?"

   Daohua glanced back at her: "Do you think I shouldn't be angry with him?" In front of so many people, leaving angrily, no one would think that she had offended him.

  He just left, leaving her alone to face the ridicule and verbal violence of others.

  Xiao Yeyang, as long as he treats her as a friend, that would not be the case.

   After all, in his heart, she is the same as other people, and there is no need to worry about her feelings.

  Wang Man'er doesn't know how to answer the call.

  She felt that her own girl was right, and at the same time, she felt that the little prince was noble, and it would be no problem for everyone to hold some of him.

  Forget it, things are too complicated, I don’t want to.

  Old lady in the yard.

  Xiao Yeyang and Dong Yuanxuan first met with Mrs. Yan, and then sat down one by one.

  As soon as Xiao Yeyang entered the room, he looked around, and looked at everyone in the room one by one, and found that the rice flower was not there, and his expression suddenly appeared.

  Others have also noticed this.

  Dong Yuanxuan looked at Yan Wenxiu and motioned him to hurry up and call Big Sister Yan over.

  Why did the little prince come today? Isn't it just to see Big Sister Yan? If the Lord is not here, isn't it just a run away?

  Yan Wenxiu sighed. Based on what he knew about his older sister, this guy had deliberately hid one hundred percent, but seeing the little prince sweeping toward the door from time to time, he showed helplessness and bit his head and left the house.

  Out of the house, Yan Wenxiu looked up at the sky.

  He suddenly found out sadly that he might not be able to call his big sister!

  He was taken by his brother. It really doesn’t have any prestige.

  Xiao Yeyang was a little silent. Except for the old lady's words, he would answer a few words. At other times, he was stunned.

  Seeing this, other people can't talk too much.

  Dong Yuanxuan saw that the atmosphere was a little embarrassing, and he smiled and rounded it off: "Old lady, today is the Laba Festival, we have to ask for your Laba porridge."

  The old lady smiled and nodded, motioning for Mrs. Li to serve Laba porridge.

  Yan Wenkai interjected at this moment: "Little Prince, let me tell you that our Laba porridge is made by my elder sister. It tastes good. I promise you will want to drink it next year after drinking it."

  Ms. Li, who was serving Laba porridge, couldn’t help her expression when she heard this, she didn’t know whether she should or shouldn’t.

When    heard that it was made by Daohua, Xiao Yeyang came to be interested: "Then I have to taste it." He still approves of Daohua's cooking skills. Although the method is rougher, the taste is really good.

   Seeing that Mrs. Li was stunned, Yan Wenkai was a little puzzled, so she stood up, took Laba porridge from the maid behind her, and swiftly helped Xiao Yeyang and Dong Yuanxuan, and then couldn’t wait to start.

  After taking a bite, Yan Wenkai frowned, then took another bite, and immediately raised her head to look at Mrs. Li: "Mother, the laba congee is not made by the older sister?"

  Xiao Yeyang and Dong Yuanxuan also took a bite.

  Well. The taste is really average, but in order to take care of the face of the Yan family, the two had to bite the bullet and eat a few more mouthfuls.

  Ms. Li smiled and explained: "Your elder sister is not feeling well. This year's Laba porridge is made by the cook."

   "Daohua is sick?"

   "What happened to the big sister?"

  Xiao Yeyang and Yan Wenkai said at the same time.

  Mrs. Li shook her head: "It's not that I'm sick. It's just that the weather has been relatively cold recently. That girl is lazy and doesn't like to move."

  Xiao Yeyang nodded, not speaking.

  Yan Wenkai said, “Isn’t my elder sister practicing martial arts with Man’er every day, she shouldn’t be afraid of the cold?”

   "Practicing martial arts?" Xiao Yeyang raised his eyebrows: "Daohua still wants to practice martial arts?"

  Yan Wenkai waved his hand: "It's just a gesture, a movement of the body, it's not the same thing as the martial arts we talked about."

  Xiao Yeyang looked disapproving: “Practicing martial arts is not a joke. If you don’t practice it, it will damage your body. You have to talk to her well.”

  Yan Wenkai nodded: "Don't worry, my elder sister pays more attention to maintenance than anyone else. Just look at my grandmother's spirit."

   Hearing this, Xiao Yeyang smiled, remembering that when fleeing, Daohua, no matter how thirsty they were, they were not allowed to drink raw water. They had to wait for the water to boil before drinking.

  At this time, Yan Wenxiu came back a little scornfully.

   Seeing that Daohua didn't follow him behind him, Xiao Yeyang's face suddenly went down.

  That fellow Inaka, don’t you want to see yourself anymore?

  The little prince who tasted the closed door for the first time felt very uncomfortable in his heart. I wanted to rush out to find Daohua to ask questions, but he was scrupulous about etiquette and face, so I could only sit down without talking.

   Yan Zhigao quickly cast a wink at Mrs. Li.

In terms of major events, Mrs. Li still knows the general situation, but she did not call Daohua according to Yan Zhigao’s wishes. Instead, she smiled and said: "The girl Daohua is getting lazy. She loves it this winter. If you stay in the room and won't come out, the little prince shouldn't be familiar with her."

  At the Zhou family banquet, the daughter's reputation was badly affected. Even if the person in front of her was the noble little prince, she did not want to follow his wishes.

   Hearing this, Xiao Yeyang couldn't say anything, so he could only smile at the corner of his mouth.

  Seeing this, Yan Wenxiu thought for a while and smiled: "Little Prince, there are some nice pots of flowers and plants in the yard at home, why don't we go and enjoy them?"

   "Yes, the flowers raised by my elder sister are beautiful!" Yan Wenkai said timely.

  At this moment, Xiao Yeyang nodded.

   Immediately, a group of people went to the yard. The adults of the Yan family did not follow. However, Yan Wenjie and Yan Yi both went there.

At Daohuaxuan, Wang Man'er walked into the room angrily. Seeing Daohua was still looking at the script, he immediately pouted and said, "Girl, the little prince is now in the pavilion with the second girl and the third girl. Well, are you really not going to see it?"

   Daohua took a while to turn over the book, and said strangely: "How many Yihuan and Xiao Yeyang have poems?"

  Wang Man'er nodded: "Isn't it, this is the uncle's suggestion. I looked at it from a distance, and the pavilion was full of laughter."

  "Big girl, you'd better go over and take a look, don't get angry with the little prince, otherwise, the three girls should take your place in the little prince."

   Daohua chuckled: "Which position, what position can I have? Besides, I will replace it. Who thinks it is rare?" She said, she picked up the script again.

   After a few glances, Daohua threw the script aside with some irritability.

   Just when Wang Man'er thought that Daohua was going out, she did not know that her girl stood in front of the window and walked away.

"Ah?"

  After a while, Daohua smiled and shook her head. She really got better and better. She actually committed a common human problem-taking herself too seriously.

  As everyone knows, where Xiao Yeyang is, she is just a dispensable playmate that can be replaced at any time.

  Follow his intentions and give you a smiley face. If it is not as good as his intentions, immediately turn around to find someone else.

  A person who is accustomed to being aloof, how can she expect to establish an equal friendship with him?

  (End of this chapter)