After Marrying the Sick and Weak Son, I Turned Around

These few times, I've been playing with Shuang Manyueluo, and I haven't talked to Chaosheng for a long time.

She also apologized. She didn't mean to kill him just now, or she got emotional, "I'm sorry, Chaosheng."

Liang Mingyu is very tolerant of Chaosheng.

The tide responded lightly, um, I know.

Liang Mingyu smiled and talked about other things.

The last smudge of redness was about to disappear into the mountains, and the remaining light stretched the figures of the two of them. After the two of them left, behind the big tree 20 meters away, another person walked out...

Yueluo looked at the backs of the two leaving, smiled and shook his head, worrying blindly.

He clearly knew that he would come, and he would be the first to come, so there was no need to worry about running out to find the young lady.

But she couldn't help but follow.

Turn around and leave, the last red in the mountains fades, the night comes, and the future is hopeless.

the next day.

Cuiyan's spirit recovered a lot, and she and Li Liang were watering the flowers and vegetables in the yard.

The vegetables grown by Su An'an are growing quite well, and they are inseparable from Cui Yan's hard work.

After the two finished pouring water, Li Liang remembered something and reminded: "Sister Cuiyan, there is still a basket of loquats in the small kitchen."

Loquats are not easy to store. Cuiyan picked a basket before, and if you eat it quickly, it will easily go bad.

Cuiyan slapped her forehead. After many twists and turns yesterday, she couldn't think of eating loquats. She washed her hands, went to the kitchen to wash the loquats, put a plate for the lady, and another plate for a few rough make girl.

He also kept a plate for himself, and he and Li Liang gnawed hard.

Li Liang's cheeks were bulging, and he said, "Sister Cui Yan, the loquat at the top is sweet, hehe~"

Cuiyan looked at his silly face and smiled, "That's right, there's plenty of sunshine on the top."

Su Anan sat in the garden, holding a book, watching two people squatting on the steps in front of the small kitchen, eating stupidly, shaking his head with a smile.

When she turned around, she also pinched one, which was really sweet.

She thought of the sturdy loquat tree in Shen Juncheng's yard. It should have been planted for some years. So, does Shen Juncheng love to eat loquat?

After hesitating, she called Cuiyan, "Cuiyan, help me pick some more loquats, I want to make some loquat cakes."

"Loquat cake?" Cuiyan's eyes lit up when she heard it, "Is it the kind of loquat cake that Madam made?"

Su An'an: "Well, my mother taught me before, I want to try it."

Cuiyan had eaten the loquat cake that the lady made for the young lady before, and the taste has been unforgettable for a long time. Hearing that the young lady wanted to make it, she hurriedly dragged Li Liang to pick some loquats.

This time, she made a special detour and decided not to go to the Yilian Pavilion. Even if Liang Mingyu was not there, she would not pick it up.

After picking the loquats and returning, Su Anan went into the kitchen with clean hands, followed by Cuiyan.

It took half an hour to prepare the various powders that the lady asked for, and it was finally done.

The snow-white and glutinous skin is wrapped with the stuffing made from loquat pulp. It is sweet and sour when you take a bite.

She praised Li Liang like a flattery.

Su Anan said with a smile that she was flattering, and then asked her to prepare a food box.

She made two.

How could Cuiyan not understand, she winked and hurriedly went to get the food box.

Su An'an was a little embarrassed by Cuiyan's expression, and explained: "After all, he helped us yesterday, and besides, this loquat is not ours, and it should be distributed to the master if you do it well."

Yesterday, Su Anan was still very surprised that Shen Juncheng could handle this matter from a fair perspective, so he thought of doing something to thank him.

Remembering that he often coughs, she made this loquat cake.

Cuiyan deliberately said sour, "Oh, so the slaves are incidental~"

Su Anan hit her, "If you don't hurry up, you will know that you are sloppy."

Cuiyan took the food box and went out with a smile, while Li Liang obediently cleaned up the kitchen.

When they arrived at Qingjingxuan, Cuiyan handed the food box to Chaosheng and said, "Yesterday, thanks to my uncle who sent someone to rescue him in time, Cuiyan survived the disaster. Miss is very grateful. Therefore, Miss specially cooked a loquat in person. Thank you cake chat."

The tide is surprised, loquat paste?

The master doesn't like eating loquat paste the most.

But he didn't say it, politely then said that it would be passed on to the young master, Cuiyan gave a slight bow and resigned.

Carrying the food box, he turned around and entered the yard. Whether the master likes it or not, the report still has to be reported.

Shen Juncheng was in the study, writing hard.

Recently, the two chambers of commerce have been affected one after another. Yu's business is good, but there are a lot of trivial matters.

He was looking through the summary that Beyondsoft had just sent, when he heard the sound of the tide knocking on the door, saying that the young lady had brought loquat paste.

He was slightly surprised when he flipped the book, she still made loquat paste.

Probably to express his gratitude for yesterday, he waved his hand, motioning Chaosheng to put down and continue to look at the ledger in his hand.

It wasn't until the sun went down that he wearily rubbed his eyebrows.

As soon as he looked up, he saw the food box on the table, and then got up and walked over.

He didn't like to eat loquat paste, but he opened it and took a look.

For a moment, Shen Juncheng was stunned.

This cake is not his paste.

It looks like a white and fat steamed bun, it is crystal clear and round, and the yellow loquat stuffing inside can be slightly revealed.

He picked up a piece and took a bite.

Sweet and sour, slightly flowing, with the soft and waxy skin, Shen Juncheng was stunned for a moment.

I haven't tasted this for a long time...

"Chaosheng, go to Dongyuan."

After eating the one in his hand, he hurried out the door.

Chao Sheng was busy chasing after the young master with a blind cane and white gauze.

Before entering the East Garden, Shen Juncheng heard Cuiyan's cheerful voice in the garden, "Miss, Miss, your loquat cake is really delicious, will you teach Cuiyan next time?"

Miss did it just now, but she couldn't remember it completely.

Su Anan smiled and said, "Okay, I'll teach you next time."

Cuiyan thanked her sweetly, and praised how the young lady was so good. It was the first time that she could make loquat cakes so deliciously?

Su Anan smiled without explaining.

This is not the first time she has done it, she has done it in a previous life.

Yao Niang drank too much alcohol at that time, and her health was a little weak. She would cough when the seasons changed, but she didn't like taking medicine or loquats, so Su Anan remembered the loquat cakes her mother once made and those on the market. It was different, so I made it for Yao Niang on my own initiative.

Unexpectedly, Yaoniang fell in love with it as soon as she ate it, so when the loquat season came, she pestered her to make it.

Gradually, she became more and more skilled in what she did, and became more and more like her mother.

The master and servant were talking when the tide knocked on the door and said, "Young madam, the young master is here."

Cuiyan hurried to open the door, Su Anan stood up, walked over, bowed slightly, and said softly, "Husband came suddenly, is there something wrong?"

Chaosheng was guarding the door, and Cuiyan hurriedly pulled Li Liang away without winking. There were only Su Anan and Shen Juncheng in the yard.

Shen Juncheng looked at the loquat cake residue on the stone table in the garden, frowned slightly, thinking that this loquat cake was only made for him.

It turned out not to be, Chou Cui Yan ate a plate.

Shen Juncheng: I finally ate what my daughter-in-law made. My mother, when will you arrange something else~

(such as pulling a small hand, or, ahem...)

Xia, who became a stepmother in seconds: Get out of here, go after it slowly.

Shen Juncheng: ...

Ah ah ah, the last day, ask for a monthly pass, little cuties~