Have a meal?
Xie Chen was stunned for a moment.
Wouldn't it mean that both my fiancée and mother-in-law would be present?
How can I still live?
Probably because he didn't hear Xie Chen's response, the old steward outside the door was also a little anxious.
Knocked eagerly on the door a few more times.
Only then did Xie Chen have to respond: "I know, I'll be there in a minute."
After hearing Xie Chen's answer, the old steward outside agreed and turned around to leave.
Xie Chen immediately took out the pocket watch in his pocket and stared at the dial above which started to move again.
Whether this dinner can survive successfully depends on whether it can still be used.
Xie Chen thought for a moment and finally opened the door.
After passing through the corridor and entering the main hall, it still gives people a scary feeling.
While Xie Chen was looking back and forth, he also discovered the doll.
There was not only a hole in his face that was bigger than before.
Even the little cotton inside fell out.
If this continues, within a day or two, it will probably cease to exist.
Although it didn't speak, Xie Chen could still feel the sad feeling, and even seemed to hear sobbing when it became quiet.
Xie Chen looked at it hanging on the hanger and shook his head.
Even if it is the real mother-in-law, I can't protect myself now, and there is no good way to save it.
Xie Chen clenched the pocket watch in his hand and followed the sound.
The room at the other corner past the main hall is the kitchen.
Xie Chen stood at the door and looked around, but found that there was no prompt.
"Are there no rules for dining in the kitchen?"
Xie Chen is not sure, maybe it is just like a wedding shop, the rules are hidden in the kitchen.
A maid came out of the kitchen. She was the one who had been fascinated by the paper matchmaker before.
After seeing Xie Chen, he immediately bowed.
"Uncle, the lady and madam are waiting for you to eat. Come in quickly."
Xie Chen nodded, and then walked in slowly.
The aroma of food fills the air.
In fact, when he just arrived in the main hall, he could already smell this faint smell.
But now that I step into the kitchen, the aroma is even more fragrant.
In fact, it was also because I was too hungry.
It has been almost six or seven hours since I arrived at Kaitan World.
I didn't even have anything to eat, and I had been in this tight and high-pressure situation for so long, so it was still a bit too much for me.
After smelling this smell, Xie Chen's stomach made an unsatisfactory growl.
Xie Chenmao leaned forward and used the pillar to block his body, and then began to explore the situation of the dining table.
The bride in red appeared in front of the table as expected, but she never lifted her red hijab.
As for her mother-in-law, who was wearing a white cheongsam, unexpectedly, she did not appear in the kitchen.
"Where did she go?"
Just as Xie Chen was mumbling to himself, a sad voice came from the kitchen.
"Ms. sir?"
"Come over for dinner soon."
Being shouted out by the bride in red, goosebumps spread all over Xiechen's body.
An indescribable sense of danger followed. For Xie Chen, this feeling was all too familiar.
This was the feeling I had before the confrontation with the paper matchmaker.
Often after it appears, nothing good happens.
But she hadn't shown up yet, so how did she find herself in the kitchen?
Xie Chen swallowed a mouthful of saliva and walked out slowly.
In fact, the current situation is not bad. After all, the mother-in-law has not shown her face yet, and the danger of being alone with the wife in red is actually not too great.
"Ms. sir, is it really you? Are you really here?"
Xie Chen nodded lightly, and then tentatively said to his wife, who was wearing a red wedding dress: "Well, where is our mother? Why haven't you come over for dinner yet?"
When asking such a question, the most important thing is to confirm in advance when the mother-in-law will arrive.
If you still have time, you can still avoid her by eating quickly and saying you feel uncomfortable first.
But Xie Chen always felt a little strange in his heart.
There is no need to ask the old steward to call him in his room. It is only right that his mother-in-law should be there in such a situation.
But now, not even a human figure could be seen.
"What are you asking her for?"
It could be heard that the wife's tone was very cold, and she was obviously very dissatisfied with Xie Chen for mentioning her mother.
"Um...this..."
A look of embarrassment appeared on Xie Chen's face.
The wife in red suddenly came to me with such a question, which was really causing her CPU to dry out.
Damn, isn’t she your mother?
How come she sounds like she's dying?
"If you really don't want to have this meal with me..."
At this point, the bride in red suddenly sobbed for some reason.
Then he said with a cry: "If you really love to listen to my mother, then what does my persistence mean?"
"What do I mean?"
"you tell me!"
Although the bride in red was very excited, there were no strange phenomena happening around her, which meant that she was still safe for the time being.
Xie Chen also realized that the only people at this dinner were probably himself and his wife.
The previous conjectures based on the words of the maid and the subsequent conjectures of my own were all conjectures generated by subconscious misdirection.
After realizing this situation, Xie Chen couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. In this world of weird stories, subjective assumptions are really just gambling on luck.
If the mind is not delicate and careful enough, it is really easy to die in an unclear way.
Xie Chen took a deep breath and explained to his wife in red seriously: "How is this possible?"
"It's just that I'm worried that she will come out again later and scold you again if she sees the two of us together."
"I hate seeing her talk about you the most."
Xie Chen suppressed the discomfort in his heart and got closer to the bride in red. Only then did he realize that the original sobbing sound was a little quieter.
"Really?"
"certainly."
Xie Chen's answer was decisive.
What a joke, how could you lie to her in this situation?
Wouldn't that be putting yourself in a pit of fire?
"Hee hee hee…"
"I wrongly blamed you, Mr.
Hearing this familiar and charming laughter, Xie Chen got goosebumps again.
Moreover, they were so close this time, and the coldness that was close to flesh and blood made Xie Chen shiver all over.
There was a sound of footsteps approaching from far away.
An unfamiliar maid came in with two plates of food, put them on the dining table expressionlessly, and then left slowly.
Xie Chen only felt that something was wrong, and a huge sound of gongs and drums followed immediately.
Xie Chen, who had already had some thoughts taken away, was so frightened that he even dropped the chopsticks he had just picked up.
Shouldn’t there be two days left before the wedding day to prepare?
How could the sound of gongs and drums be struck at such a time?
Could it be that this meal was a banquet before the wedding, right?
He has never seen this kind of plot where the parents object, the couple elopes with each other, and they live together.
Even this kind of situation cannot be regarded as a minority in any dynasty.
Could it really happen to me?
The wife on the side seemed to have noticed something strange about Xie Chen, and asked coldly: "What's wrong, Mr. Xie?"
Xie Chen hurriedly bent down to pick up the chopsticks from the ground and put them on the table. He smiled and said, "It's okay."
"Ms. sir, can you feed me?"
Although Xie Chen looked horrified, he still responded with a chuckle.
I have seen the true appearance of the paper matchmaker and the most realistic appearance of my room, but how could I be frightened by such a small request from the bride in red?
Although Xie Chen was still a little frightened when he thought about being torn apart by his hands in the bathroom before.
But at least the paper matchmaker and the mother-in-law in white cheongsam are not here, so I won't be in a state of death.
From the time he first entered the kitchen until now, Xie Chen has been observing whether there are any other rules about dining or other things hidden in the kitchen, but unfortunately he has not found anything.
Since he couldn't find it for the time being, Xie Chen had no choice but to treat it as nothing.
Xie Chen slowly picked up the delicacies placed on the dining table and couldn't help but swallowed with greed.
If he didn't have to feed his wife beside him, he would have already started feasting, and he wouldn't have cared so much.
The world is so big that even if he dies, there are people who know that he will never starve to death, not to mention a young man like him who thinks that in the 21st century, he is not outstanding, but he can be regarded as a benchmark.
But the next moment, as the dinner plate left the table, a faint rotten smell could be heard.
The braised chicken feet on the plate somehow looked like human hands in Xie Chen's eyes.
Moreover, looking at the dim candlelight in the ancient house, it seemed that even the hair on his upper body had not been shaved clean.
The mouthful of saliva I swallowed earlier was because I was really greedy.
But now she is holding back to prevent herself from vomiting.
The sound of gongs and drums that appeared inexplicably never sounded again after the first sound.
Although Xie Chen was disgusted, he still picked up a finger and slowly lifted the bride's hijab.
As the red hijab was gently lifted.
A large piece of bright red faded away.
What was revealed was an extremely beautiful cheek.
Clean and beautiful.
It has a very reassuring clarity, as if it is hitting one's soul.
This is very different from what Xie Chen originally imagined.
I originally thought that under the red hijab, there would be a bloody and terrifying cheek.
But in this situation, should I feed it or not?
Xie Chen didn't hesitate and put the plate directly back on the dining table.
"Let's not eat anymore."
"Why?"
Xie Chen's eyes were a little dark.
Just now, I also inferred some situations based on the lyrics that appeared twice in the room before and the current situation.
Xie Chen didn't answer her, just put down the chopsticks in his hand and slowly moved to the kitchen door.
"Ms. sir, where are you going?"
Memories Oh, my wife took off her hijab and no longer looked as pitiful as before, and her tone became colder.
