It's not yet lunch time, but it's almost here, and the kitchen is quite busy now.
However, wherever Song Qingshu went, there was always a queue. He pulled Zhou Zhiruo and asked the steward to prepare two portions of food for him in advance.
After a while, the food was served, one meat and two vegetarian dishes, and two bowls of rice.
The moment the food was served, Zhou Zhiruo was actually hungry.
However, she always felt a little embarrassed. Song Qingshu let go of his hand, picked up two chopsticks for her, and then said: "Sister Zhiruo, eat quickly, otherwise the food will get cold and not taste good."
With that said, Song Qingshu showed off himself first, eating the food with big mouthfuls, which greatly increased people's appetite.
Seeing that Song Qingshu was eating so deliciously, Zhou Zhiruo couldn't help but use her chopsticks in the end.
It's noon on the day of hoeing, and the sweat is dripping from the soil.
Three dishes were finally eaten by them.
After returning the tableware to the kitchen, Song Qingshu took Zhou Zhiruo to his room, and then took out a few taels of silver, which was his private money.
"Sister Zhiruo, the sun is very bright now, you can rest in my room." Song Qingshu said with a smile.
When Zhou Zhiruo heard that Song Qingshu asked her to rest in the room, she immediately shook her head and said, "No, you can rest by yourself, I'll go out."
Zhou Zhiruo's voice was very low, and Song Qingshu might not have been able to hear her if he didn't have sharp ears and eyes.
"You don't have to be nervous. It's okay to take a nap. Besides, I don't have the habit of taking naps." Song Qingshu said.
But who knew that Zhou Zhiruo was determined to die and was unwilling to rest here.
Song Qingshu had no choice but to take Zhou Zhiruo outside the house to get a basin of cold water. The two of them wiped their faces and then hid in the shade of a tree to enjoy the coolness.
"Sister Zhiruo, how do you usually play at noon?" Song Qingshu looked at the white clouds in the sky and asked lazily.
usually? Normally, I should be washing the dishes at this time. Dad has a very tiring day at work, so I can't hold him back.
But dad is gone now.
Thinking of her dead father, Zhou Zhiruo burst into tears.
Song Qingshu heard Zhou Zhiruo crying and thought that he might have said the wrong thing.
He stretched out his hand to hold Zhou Zhiruo, wiped her tears with his left hand and said, "Don't cry, there is nothing that you can't get through."
"If you have anything to say in the future, tell me and I will help you."
Zhou Zhiruo looked at the young man with red lips and white teeth in front of him, and couldn't help but be moved in his heart. Brother Song is so kind to me.
Children's tempers come and go quickly. After Song Qingshu calmed Zhou Zhiruo down a few times, she fell asleep in Song Qingshu's arms.
Song Qingshu couldn't touch her, so he simply thought of himself as a wooden pile and closed his eyes to rest.
Song Yuanqiao, who had had lunch, held a lunch box in his hand and looked at Song Qingshu and Zhou Zhiruo under the shade of the tree, showing a happy smile.
He quietly put the lunch box aside and backed out.
He thought to himself: "How come I haven't seen Qingshu treat children like this before? He and Wuji got along just fine before."
"Maybe it's because I've grown up that I'm different from before."
……
Zhou Zhiruo slept very hard, probably because of traveling all the way, and didn't wake up until evening.
As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Song Qingshu's handsome profile.
At that moment she felt that he was really 'beautiful'.
"You're awake." Song Qingshu opened his eyes and said.
Zhou Zhiruo was startled when he suddenly heard Song Qingshu's words.
After a while, she responded: "Yes."
"Then let's get up." Song Qingshu said.
Zhou Zhiruo nodded, and then she realized that she was leaning on Song Qingshu.
She stood up in a hurry, but her movements were too fast and she couldn't stand firmly.
Seeing this, Song Qingshu pulled her over to prevent her from falling, but he didn't expect Zhou Zhiruo to react so strongly that she threw him down.
The two fell under the tree, Song Qingshu at the bottom and Zhou Zhiruo at the top.
Their eyes met, and they were so close that they seemed to share the air they exhaled.
The tips of the noses rubbed together.
Seeing this, Zhou Zhi simply closed her eyes. She was so embarrassed. How could she and Brother Qingshu do this...
Song Qingshu didn't hesitate when he saw this. He kissed her, and then separated with a simple peck, so as not to frighten the girl who was as cute as a bunny by being too fierce.
Zhou Zhiruo opened her big eyes in surprise when her lips were attacked. She looked at Song Qingshu snickering, her shyness rising to the sky.
At this time, she still remembered the silly boy Zhang Wuji, and in her mind was only the clean and handsome Song Qingshu.
"Brother Qingshu, you..."
Song Qingshu hugged Zhou Zhiruo and said with a smile, "How about you becoming my wife from now on?"
"Ah, no...I..." Song Qingshu's bold words made Zhou Zhiruo not know how to respond.
"Let's... let's talk about it later." After saying that, Zhou Zhiruo pushed Song Qingshu's chest with both hands, got up and ran away.
Song Qingshu looked at Zhou Zhiruo running away, stood up and patted the dirt on his body. He thought that Zhou Zhiruo should be captured by him, but this was not enough. He had to sleep to be safe.
It's a pity that he is too young now and can't do anything.
........
the next day.
Song Qingshu carries a sword.
He started morning exercises with a group of disciples. By coincidence, the host of this morning exercise was his father, Song Yuanqiao.
And Grand Master Zhang Sanfeng also came.
Although he had a heavyweight audience, Song Qingshu was not panicked at all.
The long sword in his hand moves like flowing water, like a natural movement, with great power and beauty.
Zhang Sanfeng's expression changed from contentment to surprise.
In just a few months, Qingshu's "Wudang Sword Art" has reached such a level. This is no worse than his father. Could it be that Qingshu is a genius in swordsmanship? In the past, he just had an uncertain temperament and was just for fun. Now he starts If you study sword seriously, you will make great progress with each passing day.
Zhang Sanfeng kept thinking about it.
He never imagined that Qingshu had actually been integrated into another soul of the 21st century.
After the morning exercise, Zhang Sanfeng and Song Yuanqiao left.
Song Qingshu stood where he was, still instructing his junior brothers on their swordsmanship as usual.
When lunch was about to begin, Song Qingshu pulled over a rich and powerful outer disciple, handed him the silver he had on him, and asked him to help him bring up two beautiful little girl's clothes from the bottom of the mountain.
After Chang Wei was asked by his senior brother, he immediately patted his chest and promised that he would do it. Song Qingshu was very satisfied with his attitude, and then compared the approximate size of his clothes with him.
After lunch, Song Qingshu found Zhou Zhiruo in a daze in the courtyard on the top of the mountain.
"Sister Zhiruo, why are you here?"
Zhou Zhiruo turned around and saw Song Qingshu, her face turned red and she couldn't help but said, "Ah, brother Qingshu."
Song Qingshu smiled when he saw this, sat next to Zhou Zhiruo and said, "Aren't you bored sitting here? How about I take you to visit Wudang Mountain?"
"Okay, okay." Zhou Zhiruo had no reason to refuse, so she said.
Song Qingshu skillfully held Zhou Zhiruo's hand and took her to visit Wudang Mountain.
As a native of the Wudang Sect, he is naturally very familiar with this place. He can always find the most beautiful scenery wherever he goes.
Under his influence, Zhou Zhiruo's mood improved and her mind broadened.
