He is a man who is aiming for his fifties. How can you stop lecturing him like this in front of your son and daughter?
She still wants to sever the mother-child relationship with him at every turn, how hurtful it is!
But he didn't dare to say a word of these words, so he could only reply "Yeah".
Feng Danning and Feng Weihuan buried their heads in eating, pretending to be invisible people.
Princess Yan scooped up a bowl of chicken soup and put it in front of the old lady. She smiled and smoothed things over: "Old lady, this chicken soup is good. You can moisten your throat."
Mrs. Feng gave face to the princess, ignored King Yan, and drank chicken soup with her head down.
King Yan silently picked up the chopsticks.
Without the little one to adjust the atmosphere, the meal would be boring.
*
Wei Zi carried the child to the small kitchen.
Su Nian and Feng Qing had just roasted sweet potatoes and peanuts and were about to enjoy the food. When they saw Wei Zi carrying the child, they quickly stood up at attention.
Wei Zi put the little guy who had stopped crying on the chair next to the small table and asked him: "Are you full?"
The little guy shook his head honestly.
The master of Prince Yan's Mansion was having a meal, and the chef in the small kitchen also took time to eat. Except for the two who were roasting sweet potatoes, there was no one else there.
No one was cooking, but there were some ingredients. Wei Zi took out an apron and said, "Then you play with Uncle Feng Qing for a while, and my mother will prepare something delicious for Xiao Yu to eat, okay?"
Upon hearing the word "eat", the little guy nodded his head obediently.
Wei Zi turned to Su Nian and said, "Peel a sweet potato. I'll eat a few bites. I'm going to faint from hunger."
Su Nian picked one that was well roasted and peeled it while asking: "Weren't you eating just now?"
Wei Zi took the clean ingredients and replied, "I won't mention it anymore."
Pork noodles, oysters, razor clam meat wrapped in egg liquid and stir-fried, plus vegetable meatballs, a combination of meat and vegetables, both the little one and she can eat it.
He asked Su Nian and Feng Qing again: "Have you eaten?"
Su Nian and Feng Qing said "no".
"Do you want to eat dried pork noodles?" Since we have made it, let's make it together.
"Eat it!" Su Nian was not polite and put the peeled sweet potato to Wei Zi's mouth: "Be careful, it's still hot."
Wei Zi took a bite, and the sweet and sticky heat immediately spread from her mouth to every nerve.
It’s simply the most delicious thing in the world!
Feng Qing heard that Wei Zi was good at cooking and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Doctor Wei."
The little guy stared at the sweet potato in Su Nian's hand. Seeing this, Feng Qing asked Wei Zi: "Can the young master eat it?"
"It's edible." Wei Zi replied.
Feng Qing picked a slender sweet potato, broke it into pieces and peeled it, and gave it to the little guy's left and right hands.
The little guy bit it one bite after another, swinging his fat legs, not to mention how well-behaved he was.
As soon as Feng Danyuan entered the kitchen, he saw such a scene.
Doesn’t this mean you can eat by yourself?
When Feng Qing and Su Nian saw Feng Danyuan, they saluted respectfully, but they felt regretful: they couldn't eat this meal of pork noodles.
"Is the kitchen empty?" Feng Danyuan looked displeased when he saw Wei Zi standing in front of the stove.
"Master, I'm going to call someone -"
"No need, let them eat in peace." Wei Zi calmly stopped.
Immediately afterwards, she assigned another task: "Feng Qing, look at the young master. Su Nian, help me light the fire."
The two of them had no idea of retreating.
Feng Danyuan raised his eyebrows slightly: Are you treating him like nothing?
The little guy held the sweet potato in his hand and stared at Feng Danyuan with his big watery eyes.
"You eat what you have, and I won't fight with you." Feng Danyuan was very depressed. Did he have a bad face?
"Don't make the child cry again." Wei Zi's voice came with a warning.
