Lady of Fortune, Jiao Niang

C30

Ye Jiao didn't see Qi Yun's expression, but she didn't really mind the sudden **** crowing.

Qi Yun thought she was as beautiful as a painting, but Ye Jiao, as the person in the painting, didn't think she was any special. She just wanted to touch the snow on the plum blossom.

Before the man said that boiling water with plum blossoms is sweet, Ye Jiao wanted to taste the snow sweetness on the petals.

Seeing that Qi Yun didn't move, Ye Jiao continued to turn her head and tap the petals with her fingertips.

The plum blossom trembles slightly, and the woman's fingertips are slightly cool, with some silver snowflakes on it.

She stared at it and wanted to deliver it to her mouth.

Qi Yun was thinking about whether to drink chicken soup or sauced chicken tonight, and was about to ask Ye Jiao's opinion, when he saw his lady was about to put her finger in her mouth.

"Jiao Niang." Qi Yun hurriedly called her, and walked over to hold Ye Jiao, "What should I do if you get sick in such cold weather?"

However, the tip of Ye Jiao's tongue had already touched the snow on her fingertips. She wondered what it was like and muttered, "It's a bit cold, but not sweet."

Qi Yun was a little bit dumbfounded when he heard this, and dragged Ye Jiao's hand into his fur coat to cover it, and said in his mouth: "Snow is naturally tasteless, not only is it not delicious, but it can also cause trouble."

Ye Jiao let out an "Oh", and then looked at the basket Qi Yun was holding.

There was still a pair of scissors in the basket, and Ye Jiao curled her mouth, "Shall we start picking plum blossoms now?"

"Well, do you want to try it?" Qi Yun said, and handed her the scissors.

Ye Jiao held the scissors eagerly, and cautiously stood on tiptoe to cut the plum blossoms, but after doing it twice, he was not happy to continue.

Putting the scissors into the basket again, the little ginseng shook his hand: "I'm very tired."

Although the plum tree is not tall, most of the petals on the lower side are not complete, and Ye Jiao has to put her hands on her feet to get it intact.

It's fine with a couple of strokes. After a long time, I feel sore in my arms.

Ye Jiao didn't have any stubborn temperament to face difficulties, and besides, this flower picking didn't want to be a life-saving thing like Shiya grass. Ye Jiao didn't care if she had it or not, naturally she was not willing to continue doing it.

Qi Yun was just letting her play with it. Seeing that Ye Jiao was out of interest, he handed the basket to Tie Zi: "Tell the small kitchen to make some plum cakes later."

Tie Zi nodded, took the basket, and then glanced at Xiao Su to let her follow.

The two of them have known each other since they were young and are about the same age. Tie Zi usually takes care of Xiao Su, and is happy to drag her together when encountering problems.

Xiao Su was still worried that his own Xiao Hei would get into the pot because of that voice just now, and kept under her feet, and immediately followed Ye Jiao.