Chapter 101： younger sister

Chapter 101 Sister

In addition to having a cup of Buddha Jumping Over the Wall for each person, the Su family also made teriyaki chicken legs, sweet and sour shredded radish, scrambled eggs with spinach, and radish balls. Four dishes and one soup, some meat and some soup, nutritious and delicious.

Cheng Yingzhen set the food for the Eight Immortals table in the dining room, "Official, the food is ready. Please share it with the two young masters."

There were only three sets of bowls and chopsticks on the table, and Fan Yanjia couldn't help but ask, "Madam, won't you dine with us?" For some reason, he wanted to take the bowls and chopsticks to the kitchen to sit and eat with Su Erniang, but he always felt that This will make it more flavorful.

“You are guests…”

Before Cheng Yingzhen could finish her polite words, she was interrupted by Zhao Lan, "We are just the teacher's students."

When did Zhao Zijin become so cooperative with him? Although Fan Yanjia was puzzled, he smiled and said, "Yes, madam, please don't treat us as guests. Please invite An Zhi and Erniang to sit down and have a good time together."

Cheng Yingzhen doesn’t like to sit at the same table with guests because she feels uncomfortable, but she is used to listening to Su Yanli: “Husband?”

“Since Zijin and Yanjia like to have fun, let’s have Dalang and Ajin come over and eat together!”

Cheng Yingzhen nodded and went to the kitchen to call the children to the dining room.

Su Dalang was nine years old and old enough to accompany guests, so he didn’t say anything. Su Sanlang was already chewing on the teriyaki chicken legs. When he heard that he was going to eat at the main table, he shook his head, "I don’t want to follow the rules, bother!"

Su Ruojin didn’t want to sit at the same table with two young men. One was too out-of-the-box and the other was too cold, neither of which was fun. She felt comfortable eating chicken drumsticks and meatballs in the hot kitchen.

"Your father asked me to scream." Cheng Yingzhen coaxed the children and told them not to be naughty. She took a towel and wiped San'er's mouth. "Be obedient and come over!"

Su Ruojin’s mouth didn’t move.

Su Dalang smiled and took his bowls and chopsticks to the dining room.

The eldest brother moved, so Su Ruojin had no choice but to follow. Cheng Yingzhen took San'er's hand and took the bowls and chopsticks to the dining room. She sent San'er to Su Yanli. She took the time to go to the room. Xiao Silang was sleeping, afraid that he would wake up. I went in to see that the child was sleeping soundly, so I came out relieved. I just met the girl who brought soup back and waved to her, "Go to the small kitchen to serve food and bring it to the place where A Cheng sleeps."

Mao Ya shook her head and said, "Madam, I'm not hungry. I'll eat after you finish eating."

In the small dining room, Zhao Lan waited until Mrs. Su sat down at the table before he opened the lid of the small cup. The hot and fragrant Buddha Jumping over the Wall, which he had been thinking about for a few days, filled the air. He took a deep breath and the aroma entered his nose, which whetted his appetite.

He picked up a small white spoon and took a sip of the soup, put it into his mouth and down his throat. The aroma spread from his nose to his internal organs, soothing him all the way. The lack of salty and spicy food gave him an appetite. This feeling was wonderful.

I couldn't help but change my chopsticks to pick up the abalone inside. I took a bite, and the juice burst in my mouth. It was chewy and full of satisfying taste.

"tasty!"

The sigh was made by Fan Yanjia. In a few mouthfuls, he had finished his small cup of Buddha Jumping Over the Wall, including the soup and meat.

Cheng Yingzhen stood up quickly, "Also, I'll give you another cup."

Fan Yanjia asked Mrs. Su to serve it, but he was not polite and asked the young man Qingfeng to go to the kitchen to serve it for him.

Su Ruojin:…

This kind of thing is just for taste. If you can’t enjoy it, then what’s the point?

Zhao Lan caught sight of the pained look on the young lady's face. She suppressed the corners of her mouth, lowered her eyes, and elegantly tasted the small cup of Buddha Jumping Over the Wall in front of her. Fan Yanjia elaborated on the subtleties of this soup: "Meaty but not greasy, various ingredients. They penetrate each other, and the taste is really wonderful.”

Su Ruojin couldn't help but said, "Can't it be wonderful? It cost almost three taels of silver to have a Buddha jump over the wall tonight." This was based on her shopping for cheap ingredients. In the past, his father would have spent a month The salary is only nine taels. After deducting rent, daily miscellaneous supplies, etc., the amount spent on food a month is only a little more than three taels. A small altar of Buddha Jumping Over the Wall is equivalent to their previous month's living expenses. If it weren't for thanking Huaping for rescuing his aunt, Su Ruojin would not have touched the expensive dish of Buddha Jumping Over the Wall.

“Three liang is not much!”

The Su family, who had lived a hard life, all looked at Young Master Fan.

Fan Yanjia, a second-generation young master who doesn’t know the sufferings of the world: ...why does it feel like he will be forked if he says one more word?

Zhao Lan finished a cup while everyone was in a daze. Shuang Rui quickly stepped forward and said, "Young Master, I will give you a cup as well."

The Su family all looked at Zhao Lan's master and servant again, suddenly realizing that this was rude, and they all pretended that nothing had happened, those who should be carrying vegetables, those who should be drinking soup, drinking soup.

Fan Yanjia turned around and said, "Since it's so expensive, how about we bring our own ingredients and let Madam stew it for us again?" He quickly made up for his untimely "three ounces".

Are you addicted to eating too much? Su Ruojin quickly looked at Zhao Lan with a cold face, don't agree, don't agree...

“Yan Jia said it is true.”

Su Ruojin: ...How come every day...everyone...has become a foodie?

There weren't many Buddha Jumping Over the Wall in the jar, so they were divided between Zhao and Fan. It turned out to be a growing boy. Not only did they drink two cups of Buddha Jumping Over the Wall each, they also ate two small bowls of rice and finished off the teriyaki chicken legs. Ate radish meatballs…

No wonder he grew so tall. As the saying goes, a half-grown man has to live with a poor man. Fortunately, both families can afford to support him.

After eating and drinking, Zhao Fan and Su Yanli went to the study to study, and Su Dalang followed them to listen.

Cheng Yingzhen was cleaning up the dishes, and Su Ruojin wanted to help. Mao Ya came over and asked her to see Xiao Silang, and she and his wife cleaned up together.

Su Ruojin then went to the small side room, where Cheng Yingzhen did her needlework. There was a fire cage inside, and Xiao Silang's cradle bed was placed next to the fire cage. It was warm and the little kid slept soundly.

She quietly sat down on the edge of the cradle, half-lying on the edge of the cradle. While looking at Koushiro, she opened her mouth and yawned. It was a fulfilling day, but also a day when all her strength was exhausted. She would easily feel sleepy after eating and drinking enough, and her eyes would be blurred. Shen, fell asleep after a while.

Outside the corridor, Zhao Lan was called out by Santai, "Young Master, it's getting late. The princess is here to urge you to go back early."

While Zhao Lan was listening to the boy talking, he saw Mrs. Su Er lying next to the cradle through the crack in the door of the wing room. Her head was facing the crack of the door, so Zhao Lan didn't know that Mrs. Su was asleep. Because she was lying on her stomach, the baby The little ball huddled against the edge of the cradle, like a soft glutinous rice ball that made people want to squeeze it.

Su was sleeping soundly and had no idea that someone was thinking of him and was about to be squashed and rounded.

Seeing that the young master was in a daze, Santai reminded him gently: "Young master..."

“Yan Jia is still discussing knowledge with the doctor, so don’t worry.”

It can’t be urged…it’s really impossible to be urged…

Santai followed the young master's line of sight and looked through the crack in the door. When he saw the little lady's round back, he suddenly remembered that the young master wanted the princess to have a younger sister. It turned out that he missed his younger sister!

It’s just that the princess already has grandchildren, can she still give birth to a sister for the little prince?

(End of this chapter)