"I don't want others to serve you in the future, and you also don't want to serve others." Ren Shuhan said seriously, and then repeated it backwards, "You don't want others to serve, and I won't serve others, understand?"

Jiang Qingyue was a little dazed by him, and she didn't understand what the word "serving" meant, but she nodded anyway.

The two pulled the hook, and Ren Shuhan fell asleep satisfied.

Jiang Qingyue closed her eyes and thought, I'm going to marry you in the future, isn't that how it should be? Why do you want to stress it out? Haven't we already made an agreement?

A little bit confused, Jiang Qingyue turned to think about tomorrow's recipe, because Ren Shuhan said that he couldn't eat too much all the time, the gentlemen asked him to prepare fasting, so in the morning he only made a pot of lean meat porridge and fried two candy hearts For eggs, it's good to steam a drawer of crab roe and fill the soup dumplings. In the evening, make a pot and cook duck soup... Soon, he will fall asleep safely.

Early the next morning, a beautiful little girl came to the courtyard and said she was looking for Ren Shuhan.

Jiang Qingyue suddenly remembered what Ren Shuhan said yesterday, and hurriedly told herself "it's all right", but her heart was a little sour.

Chapter 101 Jealous

The little girl is beautiful, because the girl grows fast, and now she is about the same height as Ren Shuhan, the tallest child of the same age.

Although she has a long blood relationship with the Jiang family, and she doesn't even have the surname Jiang, she is the only child in the Jiang family who has spiritual roots in these years, and her qualifications are not bad, unlike those half-hearted Jianghu people who were killed by Mrs. Jiang when they stepped off the mountain the day before yesterday. It was taken.

Today, Mrs. Jiang thought about it and felt that it would be useless to keep her. It would be better to give it to Ren Shuhan and be a favored person when she was married.

Ren Shuhan asked the mansion to have A Lu, but A Lu is a boy after all, so it is better to take the initiative to give him another girl. If he accepts it in the future, he may be able to keep a son and a half daughter. his good.

Even if you don't look at the kindness of raising up over the years, you have to look at the face of your relatives, right?

So the girl came and said respectfully, "My name is Wen Wen, and the old lady gave me to the young master, and we will go to Yuyu Mountain as a companion to read together."

Xiaojiang Qingyue put down her chopsticks and turned her head to look at her vigilantly. The porridge in the bowl immediately became fragrant.

"Oh, okay," Ren Shuhan didn't take it seriously, and pointed casually to Alu in the corner, "Then let him arrange a place for you, and you two will eat together in the future, don't worry about us."

Alu took Wenxin down and taught her the rules.

"Cough cough," Alu said with his hands behind his back, without embarrassment, "Young master doesn't like to be disturbed, only young master Qingyue is in your heart. You have to be honest in the future and don't think about it, you know?"

Warm face expressionless: "Okay."

So, in the days when she didn't go up the mountain, Wen Wen minimized her sense of existence, and even A Lu forgot about her. Children go up the mountain, alone for a whole day!

This rank is high.

One day, Ren Shuhan and Wenxin went up the mountain, and Alu accompanied Jiang Qingyue to tear the cloth. Jiang Qingyue carefully selected and wanted to make the best-looking clothes for Ren Shuhan. Thinking that he really likes Ren Shuhan, and a little sour, he couldn't help but say, "Little Master, you have to be careful about that warmth."

Xiaojiang Qingyue was startled, understood what he meant, but didn't answer.

"I don't think her methods are ordinary," Alu said mysteriously. "Normally speaking, she is already trusted by the young master behind his back."

Ren Shuhan mentioned Wenwen twice, saying that her strength is good, and she may be underestimated because she is a girl, but in fact, it should not be a problem to cultivate to the golden stage in the future, her personality is also good, and it is worthy of deep friendship.

When Jiang Qingyue saw Ren Shuhan mention her, there was no ambiguous tone in her tone, so she didn't even think about it.

After Alu mentioned it, he felt a sense of crisis again.

After listening carefully to the people in the house, Jiang Qingyue realized that everyone thought he was still a child. Although they respected Ren Shuhan, they thought that Ren Shuhan was just accustomed to him now, so they ignored him and compared him. Warm but not respectful, she will give women more frequently used things every month, but she doesn't give him any preferential treatment, and she speaks coldly.

This made Xiaojiang Qingyue a little sad. In the end, she was eating based on other people's faces, so she became less confident to talk to the people in the house, and others looked down on him even more.

He was still too young to know how to cover up. As soon as he put something in his mind, it didn't take long for Ren Shuhan to notice it.

For example, every night, Ren Shuhan would teach him to practice martial arts and guide him in his posture, but recently he has been in a bad state.

Xiaojiang Qingyue used to always laugh with him, act coquettishly and say that she was tired, fall on him, and rub against him in his arms. Although he would scold him with a straight face, he always followed Xiaojiang Qingyue, and in the end the two of them made trouble. In a group, because Ren Shuhan himself enjoys it...

At this age, always love to play.

But recently Jiang Qingyue has suddenly made progress, her eyes shining brightly to ask him for praise, she raised her face and asked, "How is it?"

"Very good." Ren Shuhan said against his will.

Jiang Qingyue asked again, "Is it better than Wenxin?"

"Well," Ren Shuhan looked at his big eyes and told a lie for no reason, "it's just a little bit worse than me."

Jiang Qingyue was satisfied and came to the conclusion: "I'm not bad either, no worse than Wenxin."

"Well, and what's the comparison," Ren Shuhan carried him into the room, "You cook better than her."

At first, Xiaojiang Qingyue was complacent, tossing and turning in the quilt at night, the more she thought about it, the more strange it became: doesn't the meaning of his last sentence mean that my martial arts is not as warm as it is?

no. The next morning, Jiang Qingyue slipped into the cozy kitchen, lied to borrow some seasonings, tasted the warmly cooked rice, and found that it was delicious too!

Wasn't he able to win over the warmth at all?

On this day, Ren Shuhan found that his children were very worried and frequently looked outside the house when they were eating.

"What's wrong?" Ren Shuhan served him soup.