Flowing Years

Chapter 22

Didn't it come in without surprise or which one?Bai Zezhi frowned slightly, lowered his head and took a mouthful of bean curd.

"Hey, young master," the lady in the store looked at, "Is it still from sweet-scented osmanthus?"

"Yes, please put more sweet-scented osmanthus sauce." I stopped laughing, looked around, and landed on Bai Zezhi and Mu Lan.

"What a coincidence, you guys come to eat bean curd too?" He sat down opposite Bai Zezhi without being surprised.

"Yes." Bai Zezhi looked up at him and said calmly.It's a coincidence that we have met twice in this moment.But judging from his familiar tone with the shop owner, it was a coincidence that he was in this bean flower shop.However, Bai Zezhi still felt uncomfortable, unspeakably uncomfortable.

"Ah!" Mu Lan stared at it for a while, then said, "You just danced with brother?"

"Yeah." Bu Jing looked at Mu Lan and smiled, "You still recognize me?"

Mu Lan nodded, with a pure and straightforward smile on her face.

The shopkeeper brought over a bowl of bean curd and put it in front of Bu Jing: "Young master, do you see enough?"

"Enough!" Bu Jing glanced at the bowl.The tender yellow sweet-scented osmanthus sauce is spread on one side, and the quiet and sweet aroma surrounds the whole store.

Mu Lan immediately stared at Bujing Wanli in a daze: "This... is this delicious?"

"Yeah." Bu Jing looked up at him and couldn't help smiling.

Mu Lan lowered her head in embarrassment, and slid the bean curd in her bowl twice.

"Madam Chen," Bai Zezhi glanced at Mu Lan, and called out to the store, "Give this kid a bowl of sweet-scented osmanthus bean curd."

Mu Lan looked up at Bai Zezhi shyly: "Brother Bai, what if you can't finish this?"

"Aren't you going to finish it?" Bai Zezhi glanced at the stewed bean curd in Mu Lan's hand that was about to bottom out.

"Uh..." Mu Lan sucked the stewed bean curd in the bowl into her mouth in two or three gulps, then rubbed her stomach, wiped her mouth and said, "It shouldn't be...hehe..."

The shopkeeper came over with a bowl of sweet-scented osmanthus, and seeing that Mu Lan had already eaten up all the stewed bean curd, she smiled and said, "This kid is so cute!" She reached out and took the empty bowl away.

Mu Lan reached out to mix the sweet-scented osmanthus sauce, and said in a low voice, "I'm not a child."

"Huh?" Bai Zezhi laughed when he heard him mumbling.

"It's not a child who helps with things," Mu Lan said confidently, but her voice was softer when she continued, "A child like Pinellia is a child." In Mu Lan's eyes, someone who can independently diagnose Those who are sick are out of the category of children.At the age of sixty, Mu Lan was able to go out to see a doctor with her senior brother.At present, only Pinellia is still studying the pharmacology of herbs in Guzhong, so there is only one child, Pinellia.

Bai Zezhi watched Mu Lan bury her head in eating bean curd, pure and happy, her eyes softened a little.This Banxia also heard it several times from Mu Lan's mouth. He is Mu Lan's junior brother, a child who is only four or five years old, and he is still distinguishing herbs in the medicine valley.Bo Yan's disciples are all orphans with good qualifications. They take the name of the medicine as their name and raise them in the medicine valley.Although the world outside the valley is wonderful, Mu Lan often mentions some things in the valley.It can be seen that Bo Yan is very kind to his disciples.For Mu Lan and the others, it was a home.

Bujing quietly ate bean curd opposite Bai Zezhi, his gestures were very elegant, and he didn't make a sound.It caused the people around to look sideways frequently.However, although Bu Jing was eating with his eyes downcast, he saw everything on the opposite side from the corner of his eye, his face was calm and calm, but he was inexplicably agitated in his heart.

Bai Zezhi picked up a piece of dried tofu, dipped it in some black salty sauce, ate it, and said to Mu Lan, "Well, this one is not hot anymore, let's try it."

Mu Lan put down the spoon, picked up a piece with her chopsticks, and dipped it in some white sauce to taste. "Well... this is peanut butter!" Mu Lan nodded happily to Bai Zezhi, "It's delicious!"

"Don't eat too much if it's delicious, be careful of toothache." Bai Zezhi sucked up all the bean curd in the bowl and put it down.

Mu Lan picked up another piece of dried tofu, dipped it in some off-white sauce and ate two mouthfuls, kept nodding, picked up the bowl with one hand, ignored the spoon, and just took a few bites from the bowl.

Bujing took out a stack of square blue cotton towels and handed it to Bai Zezhi.

Bai Zezhi looked at the cloth towel, and then looked at it without surprise.Although Bai Zezhi ate heartily, there was only some oil on his lips, which looked oily and smooth under the halo, and the outside of his lips was not stained with soup at all.Bai Zezhi waved his hand: "No need!" Except at home, Bai Zezhi never used the cloth towel to wipe his mouth when he went out.

Without surprise or insistence, he withdrew his hand and put the cloth towel on the side of the bowl.After eating the last bite gracefully, he wiped his lips with a cloth towel.From the beginning to the end, there was no sound of sucking, nor the sound of a spoon hitting a bowl.

Bai Zezhi raised his eyebrows.

At this time, Mu Lan was still stuttering, without even half a pause.

"Eat slowly, and you're not in a hurry..." Bai Zezhi looked at Mu Lan, before he could finish speaking, he swung Mu Lan back.A silver light flashed in, and three silver darts hit the table.

At this moment, the customers in the store shouted and scrambled to escape from the store.Bai Zezhi retreated into the shop without being startled from the corner of his eyes, not panicking at all.

A few black shadows flew down from the dark place, facing Bai Zezhi with a knife.

A man in black followed the men in black and landed outside the store, and a big silver knife swung into the store from above.

Under the pushing of the customers, Bai Zezhi jumped to take it, turned around and pulled the store lady and Mu Lan, and pushed them in.

Mu Lan grabbed the lady in the store tightly, and she squatted down in the corner, her hands were trembling, but she said: "Don't be afraid, lady!" The lady in the store dared not say a word, her eyes were looking, only looking forward to these things Personally don't go into the store and smash things.

The black-clothed men outside the store were fighting hard, Bai Zezhi slashed at them with a saber, and kicked away a swagger.The black-clothed sword blocked it, took a step back, and kicked Bai Zezhi's collarbone.Bai Zezhi leaned back, and turned back a black-clothed man who happened to be swinging a knife next to him, and blocked it in front of him.The black-clothed man who kicked back kicked his accomplice too late.The kicked black-clothed body went limp and collapsed.

"Tsk tsk tsk..." Bai Zezhi shook his head, but he didn't stop, swinging the knife vigorously.

A streak of blue flashed in front of his eyes, catching those in black by surprise.At that moment, Bu Jing stood beside Bai Zezhi, half-supporting one arm.Several people in black around them covered the parts that were attacked by Bu Jing, looked at each other, and then disappeared in the night.

"My lord, let's go back." A man in black stepped forward and said.

"En." Bai Zezhi nodded.But his eyes looked into Bu Jing's eyes with a little bit of inquiry, and he saw that he was calm and calm.Bai Zezhi pulled out his arm and said, "Thank you." There was no sign of thanking in his eyes.

Not surprised, raising eyebrows, watching Bai Zezhi resolutely turn around and walk into the shop, couldn't help touching his face twice, thinking, why doesn't he look like a good person in his eyes?Obviously such a graceful tree facing the wind, chic and suave!There was no surprise on his face, but he secretly sighed in his heart.

Bai Zezhi took out a piece of silver and gave it to the shopkeeper, and pulled Mu Lan who was still in shock out of the shop, ignoring the calmness that stood aside and looked at them.The black clothes also disappeared into the night.

"Bai...Brother Bai," Mu Lan stared wide-eyed into Bai Zezhi's arms, "Is your wound..."

Bai Zezhi was still where those black-clothed killers came from, seeing Mu Lan's concerned eyes, he comforted him, "It's okay."

"Well... the master will definitely scold me, if I don't want to come out to play, then..." Mu Lan muttered with her mouth pouted.

"It has nothing to do with you." Bai Zezhi touched the top of Mu Lan's head, "If you come for me, you will come no matter where you are."

"Oh." Mu Lan's face brightened a little, and then she said aggrieved again, "Hey...it's a pity that the tofu curd and fried tofu are so delicious!"

Bai Zezhi laughed.