Fu Shaonian and Cong looked at Chen Feng, hesitating to speak, wanting to ask but not daring to ask.
Fu Zhao didn't want to embarrass his brother and sister-in-law, so he said to Chen Feng: "What do you think of what my father said? Do you want two tables?"
Chen Feng glanced at Fu Zhao and looked at her eyes that seemed to be able to speak, and he knew how he should answer.
"My father-in-law is right, we are all one family." Chen Feng said solemnly.
Mr. Fu was overjoyed and happily reached out and patted Chen Feng on the shoulder, "Haha, this is my good son-in-law."
This scene made Mr. Cong frown.
Cong asked quietly: "Why did my father become like this?"
Fu Shaonian smiled bitterly, "Father has received too much flattery recently, and he's a little distracted."
Because of the Chinese New Year, many people came to curry favor with Mr. Fu, the father-in-law of Prince Dingbei. Even Mr. Fu’s superiors had to lower their dignity to give gifts to Mr. Fu.
Isn’t Master Fu just drifting?
Mrs. Cong shook her head, but in front of everyone, she couldn't say anything.
Mr. Fu took the seats with a group of juniors and stroked his beard with a smile.
This is what makes it lively. If the two tables were separated, neither of them would be able to sit full.
Chen Feng had a high status and sat next to Mr. Fu. Sitting next to Chen Feng was Fu Zhao.
Originally, the Cong family should be next to Fu Zhao, but Fu Qingxin acted coquettishly and sat next to Fu Qingxin.
Mrs. Cong is easy to talk to and very tolerant of her two sisters.
Anyway, in a few years, both sisters will get married.
As a concubine, Aunt Kang had no place for her, so she served the food and set the table with the servants, and then stood behind Mr. Fu to serve him.
Fu Qingxin was eating the food, keeping her eyes on the food Aunt Kang put on the table.
At the banquet, Mr. Fu asked Aunt Kang to bring wine again, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, it's rare for you to come over, so come and have a drink with me."
It's a completely commanding tone.
Fu Zhao frowned and quickly looked at Chen Feng, fearing that Chen Feng would be angry.
Fortunately, Chen Feng's expression remained calm and his brows never moved.
Hearing Master Fu's tone, Chen Feng was not angry, "My son-in-law, I will stay with you until the end."
Mr. Fu laughed heartily and felt very proud.
Fu Qingxin picked up the wine bottle at hand and poured a glass for Fu Zhao, "Sister, it's a rare day today, let's have a drink too."
Fu Qingxin picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp. Fu Zhao also drank the wine in front of him.
It tastes sour and sweet in the mouth, it should be fruit wine.
Fu Zhao liked this taste the most, but unfortunately when she was in the Hou Mansion, she didn't dare to drink for fear of making a fool of herself or getting into trouble.
It was a rare opportunity like this today, so she couldn't help but pour herself another glass. Fruit wine would not be intoxicating anyway.
And this taste must have been brewed by Cong himself.
The maid came up with a plate of sweet and sour fish. Aunt Kang took the plate and glanced at the table.
The dishes that came first were placed in front of Mr. Fu and Chen Feng, and now both of them were filled with dishes.
Now there was nothing in front of Fu Wan, so Aunt Kang wanted to put the sweet and sour fish in front of Fu Wan.
When Fu Qingxin saw this, she said: "Auntie, my sister likes to eat sweet and sour fish. You can put it in front of my sister."
As she said that, she winked at Aunt Kang.
Only then did Aunt Kang remember that Fu Qingxin had personally prepared this sweet and sour fish dish for Fu Zhao. She was so busy that she almost forgot about it.
This was Fu Qingxin's intention, how could she live up to it?
Aunt Kang smiled at Fu Qingxin and placed the sweet and sour fish in front of Fu Zhao.
Fu Zhao smelled the sweet and sour smell, and saliva was already secreting from his mouth.
She likes the sweet and sour taste the most.
Chen Feng looked at Fu Zhao's expression and raised his eyebrows in surprise.
When she was in the Hou Mansion, Fu Zhao never showed any particular preference for any dish, so Chen Feng thought she didn't have any particular favorite dish.
Unexpectedly, Fu Zhao's taste was the same as that of a child. Her bright eyes made Chen Feng's heart melt.
Chen Feng was already thinking about one day when he would find time to go to the countryside to catch some big fish himself.
Fu Zhao couldn't wait to use his chopsticks.
Suddenly, Gao Zicen's cold and cold voice came, "Cousin, it's not good to eat too much."
Fu Zhao's hand holding the chopsticks froze, hanging awkwardly in mid-air.
"Eating these is not good for your teeth." Gao Zicen added.
Fu Zhao pursed his lips and put the chopsticks back.
Fu Qingxin frowned and said, "It's a rare meal and nothing happens. Cousin, don't be so fussy about it."
Fu Zhao looked at Gao Zicen, who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, with deep meaning hidden in his smile.
Fu Zhao and Gao Zicen grew up together. Seeing Gao Zicen's expression, she decisively put down her chopsticks and said: "My cousin is right, I still won't eat. And I've gained a lot of weight recently, so I don't dare to eat anymore."
have eaten."
After saying that, she smiled shyly.
Fu Qing said anxiously: "Sister, why are you so fat? Don't listen to my cousin, it's rare that you can eat just a little and you'll be fine!"
Seeing Fu Qingxin's anxious look, Fu Zhao didn't even want to move his chopsticks.
Aunt Kang then helped: "Second Miss, Qingxin made this for you personally. She said she knew you liked sweet and sour fish, so she insisted on going to the kitchen to cook it for you. She said that even the cooks couldn't cook it as delicious as she did.
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"That's it." Fu Zhao had an idea in his mind. Fu Qingxin actually cooked for her personally, and she didn't dare to eat it.
Gao Zicen stood up, stretched out his long hand, brought the plate of sweet and sour fish in front of him, and said with a smile: "It turns out that sister Qingxin made it by herself, so I want to have a good taste."
Fu Qingxin gritted her teeth, wondering why Gao Zicen was so crazy.
She specially prepared it for Fu Zhao. If Fu Zhao didn't eat a bite, wouldn't her efforts be in vain?
Next time, I don’t know when I will have such a good opportunity.
Fu Qing was unwilling to give up and wanted to say a few more words.
Fu Zhao then said: "Qing Xin, just give it to your cousin. I ate too much today. I will definitely have room for the food you cooked next time."
"Okay then." Fu Qingxin couldn't say anything else.
She glared at Gao Zicen fiercely, already feeling hatred towards Gao Zicen in her heart.
Chen Feng looked at Gao Zicen and then at Fu Zhao, always feeling that there was a tacit understanding between the two that no one else could interfere with.
He tapped the table with his long fingers, which was his habit when he was unhappy.
Fu Zhao lost his appetite after being exposed by Fu Qingxin.
She took a few mouthfuls of rice and then put down her chopsticks.
At the table, the women had almost finished eating, so Mr. Cong took the women to sit in the side room and let the men continue drinking.
After sitting down, Fu Zhao asked abruptly: "Sister Qingxin, it's such a cold day, why do you think of cooking for me yourself?"
After all, the last time she and Fu Qingxin met, they were very unhappy.
Fu Qingxin smiled and said, "I cook for my sister myself. Is there anything strange about it?"
