Chapter 920: Breakfast at 3:30 in the morning

Chapter 920 Breakfast at 3:30 am
Song Sakura is very sad about the sacrifice of Baishuitang in order to save the Song Dynasty. Fortunately, this enemy of Basil has also been eliminated. It is a revenge for Baishuitang.
Song Ruran’s remarks were made with Song Ying in the presence of Song Tianyou, so Song Ying did not have any doubts.
"I remember that the second uncle seems to have a cousin who is also following him in Chinatown to discuss life. It seems to be called Baizhan." Song Ying sighed: "Grandfather, this time the second uncle saved his life, we can't treat others badly." ""
Song sir nodded. "You can rest assured that your grandfather is a person who has enmity and enmity. I also have some impressions about this white exhibition. In the past few years, Baishuitang seems to have led him over here. I am not going to 'failure' this person."
After a pause, Song Tianyou took a shot of Song Ying’s hand and whispered:
Sakura you stayed in the cold house for a few days, and you don’t care about other things, take a rest.

"No... There is still a lot of work for the group. I didn't arrange it." Song Ying shook his head. "I can't leave this time. After all, your grandfather hasn't been in the country for a few days. I have to deal with it as soon as possible."
Song Tianyou is both heartache and guilt, and his voice is lighter. "You should not worry too much about this. I will find someone to deal with the group."
"Looking for someone?" Song Yingyi stunned and frowned. "Who else?"
Song Tianyou smiled at this moment and looked up. He looked at Song Yuran, who was standing quietly next to him. "What do you say? Well, this guy is also a director of the group. It has been so long, it is time to go to work."
"Hey?" Song Ying looked at Song Haoran stunnedly.
She is very aware of Song’s character. What he doesn’t want to do is often not necessarily payable even if he is an old man.
Song Xiaoran shrugged at this time. "Don't look like this incredible expression. The Song family's family business is so much. My grandfather is still alive. Can't you all have to kneel down?"
Song Ying looked suspicious... How did he wake up, his own Song Song seems to have changed his temperament - this guy used to go to work for a few days, but since he graduated back in advance, he threw it all to himself. . And he ran to the world to explore.
"How, if I feel so busy with my work, you can consider finding a husband to help me."
"roll!"
Song Xiaoran has returned to the kind of cynicism, but Song is now waving his hand. "You go out first, I still have a few words to say to Sakura."
"Let's do it." Song Haoran nodded. "I went to the servant and gave me the suit to go to work... I will go!"
After Song Xiaoran left, Song Tianyou looked at Song Ying and sighed. "You really want to be young when I am young. It is not without urgency, but my heart is higher than the sky... In fact, a Song family can't satisfy him."
"That this time..." Song Ying was somewhat confused.
"The man with the heart is high, he has to leave." Song Tianyou shook his head and said: "He has this idea, maybe it is also a good thing. You will let it go, the burden on the body is not what we give you. But you give yourself your own, and when you let go, let go of some."
"The grandfather always feels that you and you are a little weird." Song Ying shook his head.
"Maybe more things have been experienced during this time." Song Tianyou sighed and suddenly said: "And, I meant to convey to you that night, then I thought about it, I think it is still a bit inappropriate. I see Even if I didn't say it."
"That night?" Song Yingyi.
Song Tianyou said: "I am talking about the things between you and Luo Qiu... The twisted melons are not sweet. So I think, let you let them go with their own nature, and they are not allowed to find a more suitable one... especially You. What's wrong? I'm worried that I will suddenly mention this again afterwards? Sakura?"
Song Ying didn't know what to think. At this time, he quickly said: "Oh... I know, thank you grandfather! If this is the case, I will be relieved."
Song Tianyou laughed happily: "You, don't hide in your heart, your grandfather is not the kind of old-fashioned. The key is what you think. To be honest, I also hope to see you with you. A happy smile walks into the church."
"Grandfather! I simply don't marry, I will stay with you in the future." Song Ying held the Song Master at this moment.
"Hehehe." Song is gently patted the back of this only granddaughter.
Song Sakura also smiled at this time, but it seems that there is something wrong, simply put his head on Song Tianyou's shoulder, looking at the window, do not know what to think.
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Into the night.
It’s been a little more time in the evening, but there are more people patrolling in the humble house. Because the Song family has been attacked twice in the past, the five uncles who are the housekeepers are very angry and have already ordered the death. If it happens the third time, everyone will be replaced.
These bodyguards are all from the village, and many of them regard the ability to defend the work in the cold house as a kind of glory - if it is rushed back to the furnace, it is the worst thing.
So one by one is full of strength, not letting go of any place!
"who!"
In the darkness, a cold drink sounded, and then three bodyguards rushed out instantly, blocking a figure in the corridor—one of the bodyguards even pulled out the gun.
"Don't die, you guys!"
Unexpectedly, this person who has been arrested is not someone else, but it is one of the masters of their guard: Song Ying!
Song Ying was only wearing a thin pajamas, squinting, and the three bodyguards who were watching were cold and sweaty, and the three-night ghosts of the heart, how did Miss Sakura ran out again, and could not stop for a while?
"Sorry, Miss Sakura, we thought there were enemies." One of the bodyguards immediately admits the mistake.
"I have done it, go ahead." Song Ying waved her hand and said: "I just can't sleep, go out, go back to your position."
"That's okay." The bodyguard said: "If there is anything, please remember to yell at the first time, we will arrive soon."
The humble house at this time was like an iron bucket. There should be no problem. The three bodyguards quickly left. Song Ying sighed at this moment, finished the corridor, and stopped at the door of the door of a room.
Song Ying hesitated and repeatedly, and finally reached out and knocked on the door for a while.
Soon after, I saw Luo Qiu open the door and looked at Song Ying, who knocked at the door. He stunned: "Is there anything? If I go to the bus, I don't want to go this time."
"I can only go to the bus when I am looking for you?" Song Ying took a look at Luo Qiu.
Luo Qiu stunned: "There are two cars in front of you."
"You, you are less angry, I will die once!" Song Ying pinched his fist, his teeth clenched, but soon it was like a deflated balloon, holding the hand: "I am hungry, you give me Let's order some porridge, I want to eat this!"
"Now?" Luo Qiu looked at the time.
It’s almost two in the morning.
"No, can't you?" Song Ying's tone was a little weaker.
Luo Qiu shook his head. "This is not, wait, I will take a piece of clothes."
Luo Qiu soon took out a thin coat and walked out.
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"You are careful, the four uncles don't like other people's touches on the kitchen, especially his kitchen knife and spatula!" Song Sakura sat in front of the kitchen desk at the moment, holding his chin on his chin and looking at Luo Qiu, 'goodwill' Remind.
"The porridge is not practical with a kitchen knife and a spatula." Luo Qiu smiled and said: "Do not worry, I will wash things after you finish eating."
Humph.
Song Ying snorted and looked at other places - only a short time later, she turned her eyes back and looked at the back of Luo Qiu, who was in Taomi.
I don't know who told her that the man who cooks is actually very charming when cooking. At that time, Song Ying was still somewhat disapproving.
If a skill is superb but the winter melon is cracked, I am afraid that this charm is even there, and is the infinite reverse direction of the Y-axis arrow?
"It's also a loss." Song Ying turned his head and groaned.
"What did you just say?" Luo Qiu turned back at this time.
"Who told you? Self-love! Hurry, want to starve me!" Song Ying subconsciously glanced again.
Luo Qiu licked the water on his hands and asked casually: "What do you want to eat?"
"French fritters!" Song Ying thought it out without thinking.
Unfortunately, Luo Qiu shook his head: "I will not do the fritters."
Song Ying suddenly dismissed: "What, zero! The fritters will not do!"
Luo Qiu laughed and said: "If it is obvious that it will not be hard to say that it will be done, is it worse? There is a little pickle here, it should be four uncles, I will give you some."
"Do it, let's eat it... how long?"
Luo Qiudao: "The kitchen here has a very old-fashioned stove. I found some lychee wood, so I plan to burn it with firewood. It will taste better, but the time will be a little longer."
Song Ying sighed and looked helpless. She grabbed a tomato from the vegetable basket next to her and took a bite.
Later, Luo Qiu began to break the lychee wood, put it into the stove a little bit, then gave birth to a fire, and then began to look at the fire.
It looks like a very busy look.
It’s an incredible person... It seems like everything, but it doesn’t seem to be... I haven’t seen him take the initiative.
Such a person... After a long companion, he can slowly discover his...
Song Ying looked a little sleepy, and the eyelids began to become heavy. Looking at Luo Qiu's back gradually became blurred, only the silent rhythm of the burning firewood.
When the firewood began to enter the smoldering stage, Luo Qiu stood up and stretched out.
At this time, Song Ying has been lying on the table and fell asleep. Luo Qiu directly took off his coat and put it on the body of Song Ying, then he went to the yard outside the kitchen.
There is another small dish here, I don’t know who is taking care of it.
The night was as cool as water, Luo Qiu had this small dish, picked some green vegetables and shallots back, and then began to work hard.
Time is a little past.
Song Ying suddenly woke up, after all, the time to sleep in this sleeping position on the table could not be too long - when she woke up, she found the coat she was wearing.
Without speaking, Song Ying just put the coat over it, and then spit out his tongue toward Luo Qiu’s back.
At this point, she actually had a casserole in front of her, and there was a small dish of pickled radish next to it, which seemed to be accompanied by a little sesame oil, and a scent of sesame came.
"Wake up, just right."
"What time is it?" Song Ying yawned.
"It's half past three in the morning." Luo Qiu came to the front of Song Ying with a dish and put it down. "Boiled, not fired, afraid to wake you up. But it is not suitable for eating too greasy in the middle of the night. The dish is the young leaves picked from the outside yard and is easy to digest."
Despite this, this simple boiled greens does not seem to be cooked with hot water, but cooked with broth.
Song Ying looked at it. At this time, Luo Qiu opened the lid of the casserole, and a rice aroma began to overflow. With the rolling white mist, the pure white rice in the casserole was completely opened.

Like eating green onion?

"Alright..." Song Ying nodded.
So Luo Qiu sprinkled some green chopped green onion on the white porridge, and then put a bowl and put it in front of Song Ying.
Song Ying couldn't wait to hold the bowl directly with her hands, but it was too hot, and she let her shrink her hand and quickly pinched her ear.
But this way she quickly realized that Luo Qiu had seen it. At the moment, she had nothing to do with it. She carefully took the bowl and turned it over. She turned her back to Luo Qiu - drinking, Slowly sucking.
Then she ate a little more with the pickles. This pickles are marinated in a superb four-of-a-kind, and the taste is natural.
As for the small green vegetables on the soup, Song Ying did not let go, and a whole stack also ate a fine light - she came to eat almost nothing after returning, this time has a full sense of happiness.
When Song Ying put down the bowl, she found that she seemed to eat a little more. She proudly aimed at Luo Qiu and found that he was already cleaning the stove at this moment.
"Hey, you said that you have a girlfriend, what kind of person is she?" Song Ying suddenly asked.
"Well... how to say it." Luo Qiu thought for a while: "It should be a very quiet girl, and it will take care of people."
Song Ying frowned. "What do you like about her? Just because she cares for people?"
Luo Qiu turned around. "There is still a point in this pot. Do you still want to eat?"
"Don't stop, and then eat your stomach to break through." Song Ying quickly shook his head.
Luo Qiu smiled and went to the table to start packing the tableware. Song Sakura looked at me with pity, and the voice was weak: "Hey, you haven't told me, what do you like about her?"
Luo Qiu stopped his hand and looked at Song Yingdao: "Have you ever seen a black tulip?"
Song Ying nodded.
Luo Qiu whispered: "She is like a black tulip, mysterious and noble."
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