The troubles caused by Cheng Jianniang's return have been temporarily resolved.

Second Master Cheng spent a few days of hard work to resolve the troubles caused by those ridiculous old friends, and Second Mrs. Cheng didn't have to bother with this hot "daughter" for the time being.

Cheng Liuniang and Cheng Qiniang don't have to worry about their name being replaced, and that fool is also locked up, so don't be afraid of being scared.

Mrs. Cheng doesn't have to worry about the birth of the husband and wife in the second room, the family is harmonious, and there is no noise of her daughter in her ears.

The days seem to be back to the way they were, calm and peaceful.

Banqin and Cheng Jianniang are also doing well, they don't have to be frightened, they eat and drink richly, and they have their own small kitchen, so they are no longer afraid of picky eaters.

"Lady, girl, is this okay?"

Banqin's shouts came from outside.

Cheng Jianniang closed her eyes with a few leans, not knowing whether she was asleep or awake.

Banqin shouted and had already shouted to the door, holding up a piece of dough in his hand, buttery and oily.

Cheng Jianniang opened her eyes and looked.

"Add another spoonful of honey." "Then you can press the dough." ”

Banqin's happy response was.

"Ah" she was about to run away and turn around, "Lady, it's with chopsticks to prop it up."

Cheng Jianniang got up from the table, stretched out two fingers left and right, and made a few movements in the void.

Her movements were slow, and Banqin could see in great detail.

"I know." She said, turning and running into the kitchenette.

Cheng Jianniang pursed her lips, this is her slight smile, and continued to lean on the table.

"Lady, what is this called? It's so beautiful, I really made it. Banqin said happily and in surprise.

The golden fried food is like a warp thread pulled into a fan shape and placed on the low table, which is pleasing to the eye.

Cheng Jianniang looked at it, reached out and pinched one, put it in her mouth and chewed it slowly, sweet and crispy, and melted in her mouth.

"I don't know what to do." She said slowly.

"It's amazing that a lady can think of this." Banqin also folded a small root and ate it, and said.

Cheng Jianniang was silent for a moment.

It wasn't what she had in mind, it was in her memory.

"It's just a trail." She said.

She stopped eating after only a few bites, and gave her half celery with water.

"But, lady, you really don't eat tea?" She asked.

"Don't eat that kind of tea." Cheng Jianniang said, picking up the water and drinking it slowly.

Banqin sticks out her tongue.

"What kind of tea does the lady eat?" She asked helplessly.

Cheng Jianniang slowly drank the water and put down the water cup.

There was no recovery in her memory, except for her own reactions, and she tried to explore it herself but found nothing.

For example, sometimes when you see pasta, your brain will jump out of the recipe by itself, but sometimes you don't have any reaction, such as tea that you can't get used to, except for the refusal to eat it when your brain resists, but there is no reaction to what you want to eat.

She seems to be her, but she can't control herself, it's really helpless.

"I don't know." She said.

This is to answer Banqin's question, at that time Banqin had already moved the short table away, and she was used to the lady's slow answer.

"Lady, it's time to take a nap." She said.

Cheng Jianniang hummed, stood up with her hand, crossed the bamboo curtain, and walked towards the bed.

The room soon fell silent.

Outside, a servant woman looked in, and through the bamboo curtain tent, she saw that the girls under the bed were sleeping soundly on the bed inside, and then saw a plate of golden and crispy food on the table in the middle hall, which was intertwined and superimposed, and I don't know how to make it.

The servant's eyes couldn't help but light up, and she came in cautiously on tiptoe, reached out and pinched a small piece and put it in her mouth, and her expression of admiration was even stronger.

There was a thin snoring sound in the house, along with the summer breeze.

"Sure enough, a fool, he knows how to eat and sleep." She whispered, pouting, "Wasting food for nothing." ”

She glanced inward a few times, thought about it for a moment, picked up the food with the plate and turned to go out.

There were two people in this courtyard, one of himself and a rough little girl.

The little girl goes to play at sunrise, and there is no shadow at this time.

The servant woman took her food and looked left and right to see the door.

The sun is in full bloom, the lotus flowers in the lotus pond are wilting, the cicadas in the forest are weak, it is the time of the noon, the garden is silent.

The servant woman hurried out with her plate in her hand, passed through the garden, went out of the corner gate, and walked through an alley to her home.

"Hey."

A girl's shout suddenly came from overhead.

The servant woman paused, and looked around in a panic.

"Here." The female voice shouted.

The servant woman looked up and saw three girls standing in the small pavilion on the rockery.

"Six ladies, seven ladies, five ladies." The servant woman was busy giving gifts.

Wu Niang is the oldest, but she is the last in line, not that this servant woman is dizzy, but that this is the difference between concubines and concubines.

"What are you doing sneaking around, you old thing?" Cheng Qiniang said.

Cheng Liuniang's eyes were sharp, and when she saw the plate in the servant's hand, she hurriedly pulled Cheng Qiniang's sleeve and pointed.

"What did you take? And stealing kilometers to subsidize yourself! Cheng Liuniang said.

She is now twelve years old, and when she reaches the age where she can be said to be a relative, she has also begun to follow her mother's housekeeper to learn family affairs.

On this charge, the light one was beaten out, but the heavy one was sent to the government, and the servant woman knelt down in fright.

"Sixth lady, the old slave doesn't dare, this is Jiao Niang's leftovers to throw away, the old slave saw that the good pasta was ruined, so he wanted to take it home to his grandson, not stealing." She prostrated and said.

Cheng Qiniang sighed, only then did she realize that this old slave belonged to Cheng Jianniang, because she hated that fool, and she couldn't bear to take this servant woman.

"It's the idiot, leave it alone." She pulled Liuniang's sleeve and said.

Wu Niang next to her pursed her lips and smiled, and shook her head again.

These servants really slipped their heads one by one and pushed them on the fool, no matter what she said, she was reasonable, and she was not afraid of confrontation.

Cheng Liuniang heard that she was a fool, and she wanted to throw it away in disgust, but her eyes fell on the plate of golden food and couldn't take her eyes off.

She suddenly remembered the scent she had smelled that day when she was picking the window at the fool's place.

"Hey, bring that one." She said, gesturing to the plate.

The servant didn't dare to slack off, at this time she didn't expect to be able to take things home, but the three little ladies didn't pursue it anymore, and respectfully picked it up at the moment.

"What do you want this for?" Cheng Qiniang covered her nose and said with a little disgust, "Don't get contaminated with stupidity." ”

Cheng Wuniang took the initiative to take the plate handed by the servant woman, and held it to Cheng Liuniang with a smile.

"Sister, what do you want to do with this?" She asked.

"Let's go feed the fish." Cheng Liuniang rolled her eyes and said.

"Fish will be silly if they eat it!" Cheng Qiniang shouted.

"It's not better to be stupid, let's go fishing." Cheng Liuniang smiled, picked up her skirt and walked to the lotus pond.

Cheng Qiniang pouted.

"Then I won't play with you." She shouted as a threat.

Cheng Liuniang was not afraid of her, and urged Cheng Wuniang to hurry up.

Cheng Wuniang smiled and pulled Cheng Qiniang.

"You won't be stupid if you eat something stupid, and besides, it's not hers, it's ours." She said with a smile.

Cheng Qiniang sighed at this time, and followed half-pushed.

The servant woman took the opportunity to run away.

When you knead it gently, the crispy pasta is scattered on the surface of the water, and it doesn't take long to attract fat fish under the lotus leaves to eat.

"What is this, why haven't you seen it every day?" Cheng Liuniang said, after feeding the fish for a while, she couldn't bear the aroma of the things in her hand and looked at it again and again.

"I don't know how to do it, I haven't seen it either." Cheng Wuniang said.

"What I gave to that fool was naturally different from what we ate." Cheng Qiniang said, covering her nose and standing a few steps away.

Cheng Liuniang's eyes rolled again and again, and she reached out and pinched one and put it in her mouth, which frightened Cheng Qiniang to scream.

"Ahh Cheng Liuniang immediately shouted.

Cheng Wuniang is a little clear, I heard that the fool has a separate small kitchen, but there is no cook, only a rough servant and a rough little girl, such a servant and a girl can make any food, but this fool doesn't need any good food, for the fool, eating is just a stomach.

I've never seen this food, it's not what they usually eat, it must be made alone in the fool's kitchen, it's strange that it can be delicious.

But the next moment, Cheng Liuniang didn't spit it out as she imagined, but reached out and grabbed it and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Delicious!" She mumbled.

Cheng Qiniang and Cheng Wuniang's eyes widened, looking at Cheng Liuniang, who had lost everyone's beautiful demeanor.

"Liu Niang has become a fool!" Cheng Qiniang shouted, carrying her skirt and running away.

Dr. Cheng had only stopped for three days, and his ears were buzzing with his daughter's noise.

This old girl originally wanted to stay for a few more years, but it seems that it is better to let her marry earlier.

"Mother, mother, I'm going to eat this, I'm going to eat this." Cheng Liuniang said, kneeling on the mat and shaking her mother's arm.

On the low table in front of him was a plate of food, which was broken a little loosely.

"Liuniang, you are already twelve years old, how can you eat like this." Mrs. Cheng frowned and said.

"Mother, I don't want to listen to this, you are partial, make food for that fool, and don't give it to me." Cheng Liuniang pouted and said, "You still want her to be Liuniang, and you want me to be Qiniang!" ”

Mrs. Cheng had a headache.

"Why is it delicious?" She reached out and pinched a piece and put it in her mouth, her eyes lit up slightly, and she nodded, "Well, that's good." ”

Seeing that her mother said yes, Cheng Liuniang became more confident, and Mrs. Cheng couldn't stand the noise.

"Go, ask the cook what he did." She had to say.

Not long after, the servant woman on Cheng Jianniang's side knelt outside the foyer in fear.

Such a rough maid is not allowed to enter the house.

She thought that it was an incident, and that her words could coax the young girls in the family, but the housewife could not be deceived by any means.

It's miserable, I'm going to be kicked out, and I blame this fool for tossing and eating indiscriminately.

The servant woman hated and feared, and leaned down to fight on the ground.

"You did this?" Mrs. Cheng asked.

It took the servant woman two times to understand what she was asking.

"No, no, it was made by Banqin's girl." She hurriedly waved her hand and said loudly.

Half celery?

Mrs. Cheng thought about it before thinking of who it was, and nodded again, too, since Mrs. Zhou gave this girl to the fool to serve, it can be seen that it was carefully selected, what needs the fool has, it is nothing more than to be fed and clothed, and it is normal for the girl to have good cooking skills.

"Mother, I want that girl." Cheng Liuniang said, sitting up straight.