Taoist Master and the Cat - Chapter 75

After a day of training in the tennis center, Sister Fang drove Su Miaomiao back to the lakeside community at around five o’clock in the afternoon.

There was still some distance from the entrance of the community, and Sister Fang saw a familiar figure.

The tall and slender boy stood under a tree with his handsome face facing them. Although he was waiting for someone, he was not impatient.

Sister Fang smiled and woke up the tennis girl who was dozing in the back seat: “Miaomiao, we’re here.”

Su Miaomiao fell asleep quickly and woke up quickly. She rubbed her eyes and found that the car was parked at the gate of the community.

She grabbed her schoolbag, said goodbye to Sister Fang, and got out of the car.

Only then did she realize that Xie Jingyuan was waiting for her standing under a tree not far away.

This kind of scene should be very familiar, but Xie Jingyuan ignored her for the past two weeks, Su Miaomiao was stunned.

Xie Jingyuan had already walked to her side, and took her schoolbag naturally.

Su Miaomiao recalled the conversation last night, recalled the fish soup in the morning, and the little strange feeling that just emerged disappeared completely.

“Why didn’t you ride a bicycle?” She asked with some disappointment. It took five or six minutes to walk from the gate of the community to the No. 7 building where they lived.

After a day of training, Su Miaomiao just wanted to stay still, and she didn’t need to do anything.

“I will ride tomorrow.” Xie Jingyuan promised, and then took her to the supermarket next to the community, “Go shopping, do you want to replenish some daily necessities?”

Su Miaomiao thought about it, and found that she didn’t need anything, and her father had prepared enough for her before leaving, and it was just over a month ago.

There was nothing to buy, and when they entered the supermarket, Su Miaomiao followed Xie Jingyuan like a shadow.

Xie Jingyuan bought salt, vinegar and other condiments, walked around several rows of shelves, and stopped in front of a row of canned beer.

Su Miaomiao watched him take down three cans of beer.

Although he heard the Taoist priest say in the morning that he would respect the rules set by the patriarch Qingxuguan and no longer need to be a vegetarian, seeing the Taoist priest buying beer with his own eyes still had a big impact on Su Miaomiao.

She asked in a low voice: “The patriarch doesn’t quit drinking either?”

Xie Jingyuan looked at her and said in a low voice: “The Patriarch once called himself the Immortal of Wine.”

Su Miaomiao: …

She thought of the majestic statue of the patriarch, and remembered that there was indeed a gourd hanging on the patriarch, but she always thought that the gourd contained panacea, and now she knew that the gourd was only used to hold wine.

“However, you should not drink too much. If you make a mistake because of getting drunk, you will be punished according to the discipline.” Xie Jingyuan added.

Su Miaomiao nodded, enough is enough, she understands.

The two went to the cashier to pay.

Leaving the supermarket, the two walked back along the relatively quiet path. Su Miaomiao smelled the faint smell of alcohol wafting out of the shopping bag, and imagined how the Taoist priest would eat meat and drink, but she was still not used to it: “The Taoist priest respects again According to the rules of the patriarch, whoever the master of the temple was the one who revised the rules at the beginning, isn’t the Taoist priest afraid that he will be angry with you?”

Xie Jingyuan looked calm: “The patriarch wants to restore the old rules, all the disciples of Qingxu Conservation should obey, and those who violate it will be disrespecting the patriarch and his old man.”

Su Miaomiao understood, the grand master is the greatest, and the grand master is also the most powerful.

She thought of the troubles she had been worrying about all day, and couldn’t help approaching Xie Jingyuan, hugging his arms with both hands, and looked up at the sky vigilantly: “Master Daoist, I was ignorant before, and I made some mistakes in Qingxu Temple, will the patriarch know?” Apparition to punish me?”

The corners of Xie Jingyuan’s lips raised slightly: “No, the patriarch is the most magnanimous.”

Su Miaomiao breathed a long sigh of relief.

After getting out of the elevator, Su Miaomiao took out the key from her schoolbag. When she opened the door, Xie Jingyuan stood by and watched.

Su Miaomiao looked over suspiciously.

Xie Jingyuan: “Let me see if your plants are still alive.”

Su Miaomiao: …

Oops, she forgot to water the green plants again!

Xie Jingyuan helped a few pots of green plants come back to life, and carefully wiped off the dust on the leaves.

Planned to eat hot pot tonight, Xu Shou and Gu Jialing went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables and haven’t come back yet, taking advantage of this time, Xie Jingyuan cleaned up for Su Miaomiao.

Su Miaomiao sat on the sofa, watching his busy figure, the feeling of “unaccustomed” emerged again.

“Master Daoist, actually you don’t need to do these things, I can call the housekeeping aunt over.” When Xie Jingyuan dragged the floor to her feet, Su Miaomiao said while looking at him while lifting her feet.

Xie Jingyuan glanced at her: “A housekeeping call of three hundred yuan?”

Su Miaomiao nodded.

Xie Jingyuan: “It’s a little expensive, you can transfer me two hundred, don’t make it cheaper for outsiders.”

Su Miaomiao: …

Xie Jingyuan continued mopping the floor.

Su Miaomiao felt that his appearance just now did not look like a joke at all, so she picked up her mobile phone and sent him a red envelope.

Familiar footsteps sounded in the corridor, and Su Miaomiao went to open the door.

Gu Jialing and Xu Shou looked at 802 at the same time, saw Su Miaomiao who was right in front of them, and also saw Xie Jingyuan’s hardworking back mopping the floor proficiently.

Xu Shou frowned: “You are bothering the Taoist priest again.”

Su Miaomiao immediately raised her mobile phone and showed them the red envelope she just sent out: “I paid for it, the priest said calling auntie is too expensive, just give him two hundred!”

Xu Shou: …

He also had the idea of ​​charging two hundred yuan to help Su Miaomiao clean up, but he didn’t expect the Taoist priest to do so.

Gu Jialing clicked his tongue and said: “The Taoist priest is really diligent and thrifty in managing the family. He has saved tens of millions, and he still needs to earn such a small amount of money.”

Xu Shou: “You should also learn a little bit, don’t always gnaw at the old man.”

Gu Jialing: “Who is too old? My grandfather has money and is willing to give it to me. You are just jealous of me!”

Xie Jingyuan turned around and glanced at them.

Gu Jialing and Xu Shou shut up at the same time, and went to 801 to prepare the ingredients for hot pot.

Su Miaomiao also followed, after all, watching the priest clean up is not as fun as watching the food being prepared.

In addition to various meat and vegetable ingredients, Gu Jialing and Xu Shou also bought fruits, such as apples and oranges.

There was also a box of strawberries. Gu Jialing wanted to hide it secretly, but was discovered by Su Miaomiao!

“I bought it out of my own pocket, if you want to eat it, buy it yourself!”

Gu Jialing held up the strawberry box and said nothing to Su Miaomiao.

801 Those who have public funds usually buy ingredients and daily necessities from the public funds. Just now they were shopping in the vegetable market, because the out-of-season strawberries were too expensive, Xu Shou did not approve of buying them, and he was not allowed to use public funds. Gu Jialing had no choice. I can only spend my pocket money.

Su Miaomiao couldn’t touch his hand, so she scratched Gu Jialing’s waist that was exposed in front of her.

Gu Jialing fled around holding a strawberry box, and Su Miaomiao ran after him.

Xu Shou stood at the door of the kitchen, staring at Gu Jialing sharply. He had reason to suspect that Gu Jialing was not stingy with strawberries, but just used this excuse to avoid the labor in the kitchen.

The door was pushed open, and Xie Jingyuan walked in, just in time to see the scene where Gu Jialing held up the strawberries and Su Miaomiao hugged him with both hands.

Xie Jingyuan frowned.

Gu Jialing ran towards him: “Master Dao, this is the strawberry I bought, you must uphold justice for me!”

After speaking, he quickly hid behind Xie Jingyuan.

With this pounce, Su Miaomiao landed firmly on Xie Jingyuan’s body.

Xie Jingyuan’s eyebrows that had just been frowned quietly relaxed.

“Stop making trouble.” Xie Jingyuan grabbed her arm and wanted to reach for Gu Jialing.

Su Miaomiao pouted to him: “I want to eat strawberries.”

Xie Jingyuan: “I’ll eat it for you.”

Su Miaomiao stood up in satisfaction.

Xie Jingyuan stretched out his hand towards Gu Jialing.

Gu Jialing snorted, “I paid for it out of my own pocket. A strawberry costs ten yuan. If she eats a few, you have to give it back to me.”

Xie Jingyuan glanced at the strawberry box, there were ten strawberries in total, such an order of fruit cost one hundred yuan, Xu Shou’s character would really be reluctant.

He took the strawberries to the kitchen, washed all ten of them, and put them on two plates, five on each side.

Before bringing it out, Xie Jingyuan gave one to Xu Shou.

Xu Shou was still washing vegetables, shaking his head: “I don’t want…”

Xie Jingyuan directly stuffed the strawberry into his mouth.

Xu Shou had nothing to repay, and he washed the vegetables faster and worked harder!

Xie Jingyuan handed the two plates of strawberries to Gu Jialing and the remaining five to Su Miaomiao.

Gu Jialing’s eyes were sour, her heart was sour, and she took a bite of the strawberry bitterly. Go, the strawberry was so sour!

“The merchant is too black-hearted. These strawberries don’t ripen naturally!” Gu Jialing vented his anger on the strawberry merchant.

Su Miaomiao just took a bite of a strawberry, and said after eating, “This one is very sweet.”

Gu Jialing: …

He carefully observed the strawberries on Su Miaomiao’s side, compared them with his own, sniffed, and suddenly looked at Xie Jingyuan: “The priest helped her ripen again, didn’t he?”

Xie Jingyuan agreed.

Gu Jialing was wronged: “Then why didn’t you help me? You can’t be biased like this!”

Xie Jingyuan: “Ripening can be done, fifteen yuan a piece.”

Gu Jialing: …

The Taoist priest took six strawberries from him in total, and he should be given 60 yuan. Good guy, one ripened for 15 yuan, and four strawberries were evenly matched!

After finishing the calculation, Gu Jialing looked at the strawberry he just took a bite of in his hand, and hummed, “This one counts as three-quarters, the Taoist still has to transfer me more than three yuan.”

Xie Jingyuan glanced at him, and touched the three strawberries on the plate one by one with his fingertips, regardless of the one in his hand.

Gu Jialing tentatively asked: “Then you transfer me another ten yuan?”

Xie Jingyuan: “Ripen one twenty.”

Gu Jialing stared.

Xie Jingyuan moved his strawberry plate to Su Miaomiao’s side: “If you don’t want to eat it, I will give it to her. I will transfer you one hundred yuan, and the extra ten yuan will be counted as running expenses.”

Is Gu Jialing short of a hundred dollars?

He snatched the strawberry plate back and ate it on the sofa.

Xie Jingyuan ignored him and looked at Su Miaomiao who was concentrating on eating strawberries.

The strawberries were bright red, and the juice moistened her lips.

Xie Jingyuan immediately looked away, and was about to leave when Su Miaomiao handed over a strawberry: “The Daoist should eat one too?”

Xie Jingyuan’s gaze fell on the strawberry, and then he noticed that her hand shrank back slightly.

It can be seen that cats are also sophisticated, it all depends on whether she wants it or not.

“Eat it, I don’t need it.”

Su Miaomiao’s eyes lit up, and she immediately put the big red strawberries back on the plate.

Xie Jingyuan went to help Xu Shou prepare the ingredients.

It’s late autumn, and the temperature in Beijing has already dropped below ten degrees sooner or later. This kind of weather is the most suitable for having a hot hot pot.

The prepared hot pot ingredients were served one by one, and the last one was the three cans of beer that Xie Jingyuan took out from his shopping bag.

Gu Jialing expressed the same doubts as Su Miaomiao: “The patriarch still allows drinking?”

Su Miaomiao explained for Xie Jingyuan.

Xu Shou and Gu Jialing also quickly accepted the history of Qingxu Conception.

Three boys, each with a can of beer, Su Miaomiao’s is a can of Coke.

Gu Jialing raised the beer to the middle, and said with pride: “Come on, let’s celebrate that our priest can finally drink and eat meat!”

Xu Shou looked at the Taoist priest, and also raised the beer.

Su Miaomiao was not far behind.

Xie Jingyuan glanced at her and clinked glasses cooperatively.