Seeing that the little girl was embarrassed, Yian did not ask questions anymore, but changed the topic.

"Jie Ying, are the dumplings filled with shepherd's purse delicious?"

"It's delicious, haven't the beauty brother eaten?"

After asking this, Yue Ying felt that she asked another nonsense. If the beauty brother had eaten it, he would definitely not ask her.

When Yian saw the little girl asking him, he replied sadly: "I have never eaten dumplings."

“Have you eaten dumplings?”

Yue Ying was a little disbelief of the beauty brother. Although dumplings are not ordinary food, they can eat them during festivals and festivals. Even poor families can’t afford meat, and vegetarian dumplings are also dumplings.

The little girl's crystal clear eyes were full of doubts, "Brother Beauty is a noble man, why have you never eaten dumplings?" The little girl almost said that people who have no money will eat dumplings, let alone those who are rich like you are from.

"Yu..." Yian almost missed his mouth, and quickly adjusted his thoughts, and then he said helplessly: "The doctor said that my stomach and intestines are not good, and it is not suitable for eating foods that are difficult to overcome. My stomach and intestines can't bear the dumpling skin and filling."

After hearing what the beauty brother said, Yue Ying spoke without thinking. "Isn't it stupid? Isn't it replaced with food that is easy to melt as filling? For example, filling made of shrimp or filling made of fish, and then cooked..."

As soon as Yue Ying said this, a figure suddenly jumped over from the side. If Yue Ying's core was not an adult, she would have been scared to tears by the person who suddenly appeared.

Touching her little heart that was beating around, Yue Ying wanted to lie on the ground. Can she cheat people? It will scare people to death.

At this moment, the person who came to see his recklessness and hurriedly said, "Old Nu is the manager of the big kitchen. His surname is Feng. Everyone is used to calling Lao Nu Lao Feng."

After Lao Feng finished speaking, he asked Yue Ying in a slightly trembling voice: "Miss Yue, I just want to ask how the fillings that are easy to melt are made."

Thinking about the Chinese New Year, the little master wanted to eat dumplings because they made dumplings. However, the little master had weak stomachs and intestines, so they dared not give them dumplings to the little master. Even if the little master was so greedy, they didn't dare to feed them to the little master.

In the past few years, they didn’t dare to make dumplings during the Chinese New Year, just because they were afraid that the little master would want to eat them. Now they are almost a taboo in the farm.

The dishes they had made were all made by them. He just came with everyone to clean up the dishes just to hear the sound and see if the food they cooked today was in line with the little master's appetite.

But when he was about to leave, he heard the words of the little girl from Yue's family, which meant that there was stuffing that the little master could eat, so he couldn't help it and rushed out.

Thinking that he almost scared the little girl to tears just now, he saw that the little girl from Yue's family was so young, the guilt in his heart became even deeper.

If this scares a little girl like this, it will be his fault!

...

Yue Ying was not in her little heart, and after hearing Lao Feng say it, she felt sour.

"Beautiful brother, it's very pitiful!"

Yian felt warm when he heard the little girl's words. He saw that the little girl pursed her mouth and looked at the distance indifferently and said, "The beauty brother is used to it."

"Really?" Yue Ying was a little disbelief. After all, an adult might not be able to bear it.

"Really! Everyone has their own difficulties. At least I am much better than those children who are not well-fed and not well-dressed."

"The beauty brother seems to be right."

Seeing that the little girl seemed to be thinking about her worries, Yi An glanced at Lao Feng, meaning to let him go.

Old Feng originally wanted to ask the little girl from Yue's family for advice, but the little master's eyes told him not to ask anything.

"Here."

Old Feng retreated to a place where the little master couldn't see it, and then secretly wiped the cold sweat from his face with his sleeve.

...

Brother Chun looked at the sun that was far away and reminded Sister Ying: "Sister, are we going home?"

"Yeah." Yue Ying also felt that it was getting late, so she turned around and said goodbye to the beauty brother. "Beauty brother, I'm going back. See you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow."

Yian waved his hand and watched the little brother and sister walking away before turning around and looking at the third son with an angry face.

Seeing that the little master was looking at him, the third son immediately knelt down: "Please calm down. I was a slave just now and I was embarrassed by the master."

When Liuzi saw that the third son had knelt down, he also knelt down, lowered his head, but said nothing.

Yian looked at the third son who was kneeling on the ground and admitted his mistake. He said only one sentence, which made the third son feel ashamed.

"Three son, when you are partial to your master, can you think about how old this young master is than Brother Chun and others?"

"Master..." The master's words made the third son even more regretful. He slaps for a long time before he could squeeze a sentence: "I realized that I was wrong."

"If you know you are wrong, you must correct it. You can go ahead and think about it carefully."

"Here."

Seeing that the third son retreated, Yian saw that Liu Zi was kneeling on the ground and had not yet gotten up, so he said, "You can go out too."

"master."

"I want to stay for a while."

"Here."

After Liuzi went out, he brought the door to the room.

Yi'an looked around at the empty room, and his heart was even more empty than this room.

Although Grandpa Chu and the others hid it from him, every time he got sick, he could see regret and despair in their eyes.

To be honest, he was also afraid of death, and there was one thing he didn't say: He was ten years old and had never really seen his mother. Every time he fantasizes about his mother's love and care from his portraits and words written to him.

He always knew that his mother loved him. Although he didn't write much on the paper I brought over every time, he also knew that every word on the paper was written by his mother for his efforts.

He knew that every word his mother wrote had to be put in hundreds or thousands of times more energy, and he could still see it in the ink between the lines that even if his mother only wrote such a short piece of paper, she had paused many times before she wrote it.

When he fainted when he was a child, he heard the conversation between the imperial doctor and Grandpa Chu. The poison was not only unsolvable, but also made his mother and him unable to take care of themselves.

"well!"

Another deep sigh. Although the voice was small, General Manager Chu could hear it clearly.

"Yi'an, can Grandpa Chu go in?"

"Grandpa Chu, come in."
Chapter completed!