Hu Miaomiao's temper came and went as quickly as it came, and he soon smiled with crooked eyebrows and said to please: "Brother Mao, I will personally cook tomorrow so that you can eat and drink well!"
"Farewell, I want to live a few more years."
I'm afraid it will take years of the monkey for her to be able to cook.
Hu Miaomiao fumed and said unconvinced: "I'm really good at cooking, and everyone praises how delicious my cooking is!"
Qi Mao smiled and teased: "There is no Renren, isn't it just your little maid?"
You know, even Mr. Hu and Mrs. Hu wouldn't dare to eat the food she cooked, so her little maid was the only one who wasn't afraid of death.
When Hu Miaomiao heard this, he immediately became unhappy and decided to learn a skill to impress him.
"Brother Mao, eat more and quickly build those long swords."
Qi Mao paused and then asked with some meaning: "So, you are here for those swords?"
Hu Miaomiao hadn't heard the meaning in his words yet, and said stupidly: "Yes, dad said that the delivery time is coming soon. The customer may be a big shot, and we cannot offend him."
In fact, Hu Miaomiao was at a loss for words and wanted him to eat more so that he would not be hungry.
But her words were really misleading. Qi Mao thought too much and thought she was prepared and came here specifically to urge her.
Forget it, he was often urged by others, but he always ignored them.
But when Hu Miaomiao said this, Qi Mao suddenly became unhappy. After all, he thought that this woman came here specifically to see him, but it turned out not to be the case.
So Qi Mao secretly sulked and stopped saying a word, but ate faster and faster.
Hu Miaomiao didn't realize that something was wrong with his mood. Seeing that he was eating so well, she felt very happy.
When she stretched out her chopsticks to pick up a piece of meat, Qi Mao knocked her away.
"This is the meal Mrs. Hu prepared for me. You can't eat it." Qi Mao didn't expect that he would say such childish words and be as vindictive as a child.
So Qi Mao took the initiative to bring her a piece of meat and said, "Eat it."
Now, Hu Miaomiao was even more confused. Did he want him to eat it, or not?
However, her appetite has always been small. She just ate a chicken drumstick, and she said she was full within two bites.
"Are you full? No wonder you are so thin. There is indeed a reason!"
Hu Miaomiao chuckled and said angrily: "Brother Mao, you don't know something. Women in the capital consider thinness to be beautiful. I look good like this."
Qi Mao looked her up and down, but no matter how slim was considered beautiful, he said, "No, you are too thin and you don't look good."
What's more, people who regard thinness as beauty and fatness as beauty should eat whatever they can. It's not like he can't afford it, so why must he make himself sick?
"Brother Mao, you are right!" Hu Miaomiao held her chin in her hands and looked at him seriously.
Qi Mao sneered and said angrily: "Do you understand what I said? Are you right?"
Hu Miaomiao doesn't care about this. She has had blind trust in Qi Mao since she was a child. "Brother Mao, you are so smart. Everything you say is right. I will listen to you."
These words greatly pleased Qi Mao, "Huh, you're not too stupid."
"I'm not stupid to begin with. Dad said he would send me to Fuzhou to study and ask me to become the top female scholar."
"Are you serious?" Qi Mao was stunned for a moment, his tone filled with anxiety that he himself had not noticed.
If Hu Miaomiao really went to Fuzhou to study, wouldn't they have to be separated from each other?
Or should you go to Fuzhou together and open a blacksmith shop there?
Could it be that Mr. Hu had other intentions?
Because of Hu Miaomiao's simple words, Qi Mao couldn't help but think wildly, and even thought of various solutions.
The next second, he heard Hu Miaomiao say:
"Of course it's false. Women can't take the imperial examination. My father was just drunk and talking nonsense."
Qi Mao: "..."
He was so stupid that he didn't even notice such an obvious loophole and really thought she was going to study abroad.
Hu Miaomiao looked at him suspiciously and asked funnyly: "Brother Mao, do you really think I'm going to Fuzhou?"
Now, she is no longer stupid.
"How is that possible? You can go wherever you like. What does it have to do with me?" Qi Mao didn't even look at her, but he didn't want to eat anymore.
"Really?" Hu Miaomiao pouted and muttered: "My mother said she wanted to send me to my aunt's house to learn embroidery, so should I go?"
Qi Mao paused, and for a moment he didn't know whether her words were true or false. After all, it was a fact that she didn't know how to be a popular girl. It was not impossible for Mrs. Hu to find someone to teach her well.
However, Hu Miaomiao couldn't bear it when he didn't speak, and asked with a smile: "Brother Mao, do you want to ask whether what I said is true or false?"
Qi Mao didn't speak, as if the matter had nothing to do with him, but he couldn't help but worry, he was really afraid that she was going to travel far away.
Hu Miaomiao sighed, held her little face in her hands and said, "Brother Mao, if you let me go, I will go; if you don't let me go, I won't go."
"Ahem!" Qi Mao looked a little unnatural and said: "Being a female celebrity is very tiring, and you will get pricked on your hands. You won't be able to learn it anyway, so you better not go."
"Brother Mao, I knew you couldn't let me go, so I rejected my mother's marriage a long time ago." Hu Miaomiao chuckled, feeling sweeter than eating honey.
Qi Mao is different. Although he is happy that Hu Miaomiao will not travel far away, he is also upset that she was deceived by her. He doesn't know who led her astray.
So, he said duplicity: "It has nothing to do with me whether you go or not, I am not reluctant to leave you."
"Yes, yes, you are not reluctant to leave me, it's just..."
"Just what?"
Hu Miaomiao smiled brightly, her eyes full of his figure, "It's just that I can't let you go, so I don't want to go anywhere."
When Qi Mao heard this, his heart skipped a beat, and he felt secretly happy. The inexplicable throbbing was like a feather, tugging at his heart all the time.
"Who did you say these things to?"
"I'm not with anyone, I just wanted to say it, so I said it." Hu Miaomiao made a trumpet shape with her hands, her eyes twinkling like stars, "Brother Mao, I don't want to be separated from you!"
Qi Mao's lips curled up slightly, and he was obviously very happy, but he said: "I can hear you, you don't have to speak so loudly."
