When the two of them arrived in the kitchen, Grandma Xi was still busy making soup. When she saw the two of them coming in together, she said, "What are you doing here? I'll be ready soon. I'll ask someone to take it out later."
"The imperial grandfather wants to drink, let him take a few sips." Yuan Qingling said with a smile.
Aunt Xi frowned, "Isn't it strictly forbidden? Why did you drink it?"
"Xiaoyao Gong and the first assistant brought wine." Yuan Qingling shrugged, "After being banned for so many days, let him satisfy his craving for the New Year."
When Aunt Xi heard this, she said angrily: "He came as soon as he came, why did he bring wine? The Emperor can't drink, but he can drink it himself? He said no matter how many times he didn't listen, his health is not good at all."
Yu Wenhao didn't come back to his senses, "Is Mr. Xiaoyao not in good health? I think he is going strong and is doing very well."
"Mommy is talking about the chief assistant!" Yuan Qingling smiled and hit Yu Wenhao.
Yu Wenhao exclaimed, remembering what happened between them, and said, "Mommy, you have to talk to him carefully. He really needs to take care of his health. I have also discovered that he has been in poor health recently and his memory has also deteriorated."
Grandma was extremely nervous when she heard this, "Really? Do you have a bad memory?"
“Not only is my memory worse, my brain is also running much slower than before,” Yu Wenhao said.
Yuan Qing Ling said: "Don't scare me with your alarmist talk."
Yu Wenhao defended: "It's not a bluff, it's true. In the past, the chief assistant planned everything and understood everything, but now even my father can't see through it."
Grandma looked at Yu Wenhao, her eyes filled with deep worry.
Yuan Qing Ling hurriedly comforted: "Don't listen to him, mama, how can you see through people's hearts? As for memory, as you get older, your memory will always be worse. Didn't you tell me that you have a bad memory a while ago?
It’s all the same.”
Grandma looked a little disappointed and sighed, "Yes, he is old now, but I still remember what he looked like when he was young."
Yuan Qing rolled her eyes at Yu Wenhao and said, "Look, you must talk nonsense."
Straight men don't understand how sad these women are, so they just pick up the stew and leave.
Grandma asked people to prepare the remaining dishes so that all the servants in the other courtyard could have a good meal.
She and Yuan Qingling went out together, and as soon as they returned to the entrance of the main hall, they saw three wet nurses filing out holding snacks.
"Sleeping?" Aunt Xi was very surprised, "You went to bed without eating any food? You will be hungry at night."
"Drunk!" the nanny said helplessly.
Aunt Xi was startled, then walked around to look at the little glutinous rice nanny was holding. Her face was dyed rouge, and she was so drunk that she looked heavy.