Chapter 270: Chapter 270 - 270: It Doesn’t Matter Where We Sit

Translator: Zayn_

The moment Chen Zixuan opened her mouth, the atmosphere at the scene stiffened.

Gu Xingchen smiled nonchalantly.

“Qingyou has been trending several times because she brings a cat with her every time she shoots. I thought everyone knew about this.”

If someone else had said this, Chen Zixuan might have mocked him.

However, this was Gu Xingchen’s request. Chen Zixuan could only smile embarrassedly.

“I don’t usually read these posts. I’m sorry.”

“Sorry, Qingyou.”

“It’s okay.” Song Qingyou smiled.

The person in front of her was most likely Gu Xingchen’s trouble.

Then she would stay away from the source of the trouble later.

Gu Xingchen didn’t know what Song Qingyou was thinking at all and wanted to say a few more words to her.

Yu Muhuai glanced in the direction of the kitchen. “Let’s eat first. We can’t go too late later.”

“Yes, yes.” Chen Zixuan stood up. “Where do you usually eat? There doesn’t even seem to be a restaurant here.”

Jiang Xuyan pointed outside. “We’ll eat in the courtyard. There’s a table there.” “Oh,” Chen Zixuan replied. “Then 1’11 have to trouble you to bring me there.” After saying that, she turned around to look at Gu Xingchen, wanting to invite him to join her. However, when she turned around, she realized that he was gone.

“Where’s Brother Gu?” Chen Zixuan asked with concern. “Have you seen

Brother Gu?”

“I think he went to the washroom.” Tang Zinian replied.

“Alright then.”

Chen Zixuan reluctantly followed behind Xu Xingzhou, who had just come out with a bowl of noodles.

She sat down under the shed in the courtyard and saw the other party put the bowl of noodles in front of himself. Chen Zixuan was puzzled.

“Isn’t this bowl of noodles for me?”

When Shu Ling heard this, she immediately reacted.

“Sister Chen, there was a lot of chili in that bowl of noodles. We weren’t sure if you liked spicy food, so we gave the noodles to Xu Xingzhou…This bowl of noodles is for you.”

“I see.” Chen Zixuan stopped staring at Xu Xingzhou suspiciously and smiled.

“It’s fine then.”

Shu Ling brought the noodles out and returned to the kitchen.

“Lingling, why are you here again?” Zhao Yingnan asked in confusion. “Is the broth too bland?”

“I’ll bring another bowl of noodles.”

Shu Ling waved her hand. “We forgot to bring Sister Chen a bowl.”

Tang Zinian, who was behind them, said, “But don’t you usually get breakfast by yourself? Teacher Gu always serves the noodles by himself.”

Not to mention Gu Xingchen, even Zhong Jiayin had to follow the local customs.

Zhao Yingnan hurriedly said, “It’s not a big deal. Zinian, let’s go out and eat noodles. It won’t be delicious if it’s clumped up.”

A few minutes later, Shu Ling came out with the noodles again.

Chen Zixuan was getting impatient. “I’m a little hungry.”

“I’m sorry, Sister Chen.” Shu Ling placed the noodles in front of her.

Looking at the bowl in front of her, which was as big as her face and full of noodles, Chen Zixuan was stunned.

“Why… so much?”

“I thought that Sister Chen might be hungry after waiting for too long, so 1 picked up everything in the pot.”

Chen Zixuan looked up at Shu Ling, trying to tell if she was doing this on purpose.

At this moment, Gu Xingchen interrupted, “The noodles in the pot are always taken depending on how much you want. We didn’t know how much you wanted to eat, so we asked Shu Ling to take it all.”

Chen Zixuan’s face stiffened and she smiled awkwardly. “So I have to serve it myself. 1 didn’t know…”

“But there are so many noodles. I really can’t finish them all. It’s too wasteful.” “Don’t worry about wasting it.” Song Qingyou walked over. “The chicken coop is on the left. You can take it to feed the chickens.”

When Chen Zixuan heard that, a look of disdain flashed across her face. ‘The same as chicken?1

“What’s wrong?” Song Qingyou raised her eyebrows.

“Where-”

Chen Zixuan opened her mouth to retort, but the others did not want to listen to her nagging anymore.

Especially Gu Xingchen.

“Little Qingyou, come sit next to me!” he called out to Song Qingyou.

“There’s an empty seat here too,” Yu Muhuai said casually.

Jiang Xuyan joined in the fun, “Since both of you want Qingyou to sit next to you… Then why don’t you sit next to me?”

In fact, the empty seat next to him was the seat next to Yu Muhuai.

Without waiting for Song Qingyou’s response, Chen Zixuan stood up with her bowl of noodles.

“Qingyou, why don’t you sit with me? I came with Brother Gu. It’s better to sit with Brother Gu.”

As she spoke, she sat down and started talking by herself.

The smile on Gu Xingchen’s face froze for a few seconds.

Jiang Zhihan looked around and stopped in front of the chair behind Shu Ling.

“Meow-”

“Sit here.”

“Looks like Zhizhi wants me to sit here.” Song Qingyou walked over to her cat without hesitation.

With Zhizhi helping her out, she did not have to choose between the two. “Actually, it doesn’t matter where we sit.” Yu Muhuai’s smile didn’t change. “Then why did you say that she can sit there when I asked Qingyou to sit here?” Gu Xingchen asked.

Yu Muhuai said, “She can indeed sit on my side… Besides, Qingyou has been sitting next to me for the past few days. I’m used to it.”

“Used to it? Wouldn’t that be bad? Little Qingyou can’t accompany you to eat every day…”

“I can take the initiative.”

“You don’t mind bringing me along, right?”

“That depends on Qingyou.”

The two of them looked at Song Qingyou.

The tension in their conversation became more and more obvious, and the others who heard it all looked at them.

Song Qingyou had her head buried in her food, as if she hadn’t heard anything.

The more Chen Zixuan looked at him, the more she felt that she was an eyesore. How could someone become the focus of the crowd without doing anything?

“Qingyou, Brother Gu is asking you a question! Why do you keep eating and not listening to others?”

“Hurry up and eat, or it’ll be too late.” Song Qingyou raised her head.

“We’re not only going to the market today, but we’re also going to set up a stall. Have you forgotten?”

Jiang Xuyan agreed. “It’s already past eight o’clock. If we’re late, we might not be able to sell anything at all.”

The conversation between Gu Xingchen and Yu Muhuai immediately ended.

Jiang Xuyan secretly gave Song Qingyou a thumbs up.

Chen Zixuan was the only one who felt awkward because no one was paying attention to her.

After breakfast, the group of people went to load the pile of vegetables to be sold onto the tricycle.

From the beginning to the end, Chen Zixuan was still eating her noodles.

There was no way she could finish such a huge bowl.

However, she was not very willing to feed it to the chickens.

Besides, what if Song Qingyou and the others asked her to feed them herself?

Chen Zixuan thought that since she had been eating for so long, someone would definitely come over and ask about her. Then, she would be able to make use of the situation and not have to keep looking at this big bowl of noodles. Who knew that these people were all focused on moving things, as if they did not see her!

It was not until the eight of them were ready to leave that Tang Zinian came over and invited her, “Sister Chen has a good appetite! However, if Sister Chen isn’t full yet, we’ll go to the market first…”

“I’m full.” Chen Zixuan put down her chopsticks with a pale face.

“Then let’s set off!” Tang Zinian said.

Zhao Yingnan, who was by the door, also said, “You can leave the bowl there first. Come back and clean it up at noon..”