Xu Wenqing couldn't help laughing when she saw her grandniece's embarrassed look.
After finishing laughing, he stood up and prepared to say goodbye.
Qin Yao thought to herself that you are ready to leave, and hurriedly asked Dalang to get a food box, put most of the uneaten plate of cakes on the table, and let the grandson and grandpa pack it away.
Xu Wenqing thought to herself that you were sending beggars away.
But looking at the hopeless joy of my great-niece, I could only smile helplessly.
The child is right. The cooks in the imperial kitchen are really getting worse every year. They can't even make cakes and milk tea.
"Come back next time when you have time." Xu Wenqing said to Qin Yao with a smile.
Qin Yao shrugged, "I may not always be at home."
The implication is that you'd better keep an eye on it.
Xu Wenqing was in a great mood. Instead of feeling disappointed because she was not welcome, she smiled and whispered: "It's great, it's great."
What's good?
Until she got on the carriage, Xu Jiajia still didn't understand why her aunt was so happy today.
However, she was very happy to see her friends and set off firecrackers like she had never done before~
Qin Yao watched Linwei drive away with Xu Wenqing's ancestors and grandson. Only when the carriage was no longer visible did she greet the four brothers and sisters of Dalang who were inexplicably excited to enter the hospital.
Liu Ji and Qin Feng were already waiting in the main hall. Qin Yao, mother and son, had just come in. Liu Ji immediately pulled the four children aside, walked up to Qin Yao and asked nervously:
"Why did she come to our house? What did she tell you? Our family didn't cause any trouble, right? Is it because of the porridge soup?"
Qin Yao sat down in front of the charcoal stove and said calmly: "We chatted for a few words, ate something, and then left."
Liu Ji didn't believe it, so he pulled up a chair and sat across from her, "That's it? Nothing else? Like verbal hints and warnings."
Qin Yao didn't answer, but glanced at the four siblings.
Siniang had already pricked up her ears to listen, her little face was full of doubts. She didn't know why her father had such a strange reaction when her classmates brought their families to visit her home.
Only then did Liu Ji realize that the child was still there.
And judging from Qin Yao's attitude, it seems that she doesn't want her children to know Xu Wenqing's true identity.
But it makes sense to think about it. Xu Jiajia has never told Siniang about her true family background. This was obviously the Queen's intention to conceal it.
Thinking of this, Liu Ji did not dare to disobey the nobleman's wishes. He suppressed various emotions in his heart and changed the topic.
It was not until after dinner that everyone went back to their houses, and Liu Ji found the opportunity to go to Qin Yao's house to continue questioning.
Qin Yao didn't expect him to come again, and said in an impatient tone, "I already told you that we were just chatting, why are you still asking questions? Aren't you tired from thinking so much?"
"You're not tired." Liu Ji squatted beside her bed and asked enthusiastically, "Then what are you chatting about?"
If he remembered correctly, this should be the first official meeting between the lady and the Queen.
Therefore, he was really curious about what two people who were originally incompatible with each other could talk about.
Besides, given the current situation, does the Holy Queen have that much free time?
He came here specifically to chat with his wife.
It seems suspicious.
"Madam, I know you are annoyed, but please don't be annoyed for now. Aren't I worried about you, husband? The difference between one thought and another is thousands of miles away. Do you think people's idle chatting may have deeper meanings? "
Liu Ji's eyelashes flickered, and her peach blossom eyes looked very concerned about her.
Qin Yao couldn't help but stretched out her hand and jumped at the handsome face lying in front of her.
"Am I a fool? Is there an overtone that I can't tell you? You need to remind me!"
Don't think she can't see it, he just cares about whether his career can continue to advance.
Liu Ji covered her forehead, inhaled and smiled flatteringly, "Madam, don't be angry, I just want to ask, did the Holy Queen really not mention me or the teacher at all?"
Qin Yao: "You have such a big face."
"They came to see me, why should I mention you?" She glanced mockingly, and stopped putting gold on her face.
Liu Ji was ridiculed: OK, OK, he is a clown!
But knowing that he was not 'cared for', Liu Ji immediately felt relieved.
He stood up and said, "Farewell!" Ma Liu was dazzling.
Qin Yao rolled her eyes at his back and fell asleep happily without someone's noise.
It will be New Year's Eve when I wake up tomorrow, I'm really looking forward to it.
At the beginning of the Mao period, the sky was still dark.
Along with the sound of opening drums came.
White smoke gradually floated out from the roof in Kuanzhengfang.
A wave of holiday joy is quietly brewing.
In Qin Yao's house, except for the children who were still catching up on their sleep and Qin Yao herself.
After the remaining adults washed up, they all went to the back kitchen to get busy.
Those who can cook are busy, while those who can't cook, such as Ma Yang and Qin Feng, are helping out.
Or help feed the family livestock.
In short, no one is idle, and no one wants to be idle.
There were so many people, but there wasn't much noise in the kitchen, for fear of disturbing those who were still sleeping.
Everyone worked lightly and quickly, and soon a large pot of hot steamed buns came out.
At this time, everyone who was sleeping at home also woke up, and everyone had breakfast together at the kitchen island with the hot goat milk squeezed out by Qin Feng this morning.
When my stomach was full, the other pot that had been burning began to make an attractive "gurgling" sound.
An alluring aroma of sauce mixed with meat wafted out from the gap in the pot lid. Qin Yao and the others, who had just eaten, couldn't help but swallow again.
Awang stood up and opened the lid of the pot. The pot full of braised pork was already soaked in marinade.
The fat and thin square pieces of meat are shiny and translucent, like jelly, and very elastic.
Awang poked a piece with his chopsticks and handed it to Saburo, who was waiting beside him eagerly with his mouth wide open.
The meat that had just come out of the pot was still hot, and Saburo breathed heavily while eating it.
Despite this, I couldn't bear to spit out the meat in my mouth, so I just finished eating it with tears in my eyes.
He gave a thumbs up and said, "It's so delicious!"
Awang smiled and nodded, "That's it."
So he scooped out a small basin and put it on the table, waiting for it to cool down so that everyone could taste it.
The remaining ones took out two more huge pottery pots and filled them full.
Put one pot on the cupboard for tonight and the next two or three days.
Another basin was carried to the carriage by Ma Yang.
Liu Fei drove the car, Liu Jimayang sat in the car holding the steaming pot of braised pork, and the three of them went to the Qin Mansion to send warmth to the candidates who were staying at the hotel.
When the three of them came back, they started preparing for the New Year's Eve dinner.
Eight-treasure stewed chicken, roast duck with honey sauce, and steamed large crucian carp were the first to be served.
The meat braised in the morning was also served in a large bowl on the table. The oily red sauce was so fragrant that Qin Yao, who was leading the children to set the dishes, sipped her saliva while setting them.
Then came two stir-fried vegetarian dishes, a pot of chicken soup to stew tofu, several plates of large dumplings, various small plates with dipping sauces, pickled side dishes, steamed rice cakes, fried crispy meat and other snacks.
Soon, a two-meter-diameter Eight Immortals table could no longer be placed.
If this was not enough, Yin Le and Liu Fei brought a large jar of bayberry wine that had been brewed this summer and had been heated.
Everyone then sat down one by one, ready to start eating the New Year's Eve dinner. (End of chapter)
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