"Your mother?" Situ Juan?

The old lady immediately thought about it and understood that it could not be Situ Juan. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info with her temperament, even if there is any cooking secret, it is left for Yuan Yushan, and it will be taken out many years earlier to show off. But if it was Cheng Qingshu who left it, why didn't she take it out and use it before her death?

Of course, Yuan Xiyue saw the old lady's thoughts, and immediately replied: "Grandmother, the recipe for this soup was left to me by my mother before she died, and she had just developed it at that time, and she ...... it before she had time to honor you" said and pursed her lips tightly and lowered her head slightly.

"Xiyue's health has improved a little in the past few days, and when she was sorting out her mother's relics, she found a formula, which said that it was the most suitable to strengthen muscles and bones. Today, I quickly boiled chicken soup and sent it to you, which can be regarded as my mother's wish to be filial to you. ”

Yuan Xiyue said that her eyes were slightly moist, and she looked extremely sincere. And the old lady's eyes gradually softened when she looked at her, obviously touched by her words.

This reason was thought of by Yuan Xiyue a long time ago, and she used her deceased mother to speak, not only to explain the source of the formula, but also to make the old lady feel more sympathy for her, a motherless child.

What happened two days ago, the old lady had already heard from Mother Xu, and Xiyue clearly didn't want to be controlled by Situ Juan. She also knew in her heart that the child brought her chicken soup early in the morning because she wanted to find a backer for herself.

Although her old bones may not be running out, she can be regarded as taking care of herself, but as long as she protects this child clearly, Situ Juan will not dare to do anything to her.

That's it, the old lady thinks that even if this kid's hard work in boiling this soup is not purely for filial piety, but at least he has not forgotten this dying man.

And then again, the old lady had already felt numb to those decoctions on weekdays, and in addition to the disgusting taste, she didn't see any benefit to her body, and her sense of taste became a lot duller. After drinking the soup just now, her sense of taste really recovered a little, I don't know if it's an illusion, she feels that she has a lot of energy.

"It's rare for you to have this filial piety, but it depends on whether you can persevere."

Yuan Xiyue heard the old lady say this, and she was making a request on the surface, but in fact, it also showed that she had accepted Yuan Xiyue's kindness.

But there is a problem, Yuan Xiyue still has 9 packets of seasoning packets left in her hand, in case the old lady is not tired by the eleventh day or her legs and feet have not improved significantly, how should she explain it at that time?

Seeing her embarrassed face, the old lady couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, and couldn't help asking, "Do you usually have other things to do?" ”

"Of course not, please rest assured grandmother, Hyat will personally cook soup for you every day."

Yuan Xiyue thought that this first step must be taken well, since the matter of sending the soup has won the favor of the old lady, then there must be no flaws left. As for the follow-up, you can think of a way after you go back. That's why I agreed.

When the old lady heard her say this, she was very happy. Turning her head, she instructed Mother Xu to give her a jade bracelet with good texture, Yuan Xiyue took it respectfully, and thanked the old lady generously and decently.

The old lady looked at Yuan Xiyue's eyes calmly when she looked at the jade bracelet, and her response was not pretentious, and she had a good impression of her in her heart, thinking that it was really my granddaughter.

In the next two days, Yuan Xiyue brought chicken soup to the old lady as it was, and the old lady now saw that her face was much smoother. The point is that her complexion also looks better.

"I heard Xu's mother say that my grandmother had a few extra bowls for lunch yesterday, and Xiyue was really happy for her mother and grandmother."

Not taking credit for herself at all, the old lady felt more and more sensible. So after drinking the soup, she pulled her and said a lot of words, Yuan Xiyue knew in her heart that it was indeed too rare for the old lady to find someone to talk to, and she just wanted to talk before, and she was so sick that she wouldn't be in that mood.

The only thing that worries Yuan Xiyue is that he doesn't know how to find out the seasoning package on the eleventh day, because the system lottery is a random behavior, and he can't give anything he wants, and he has to think of his own way.

As soon as he came out of Ruilin Courtyard, Yuan Xiyue caught a glimpse of a little maid sneakily running away, and couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart, this little maid looked very good-looking, could it be that Situ Juan sent to spy on me?

Hehe, she is really caring more and more about me now, but Yuan Xiyue is not worried about her methods. That's all there is to the left, and I'm going to see what new tricks she can play.

However, the sneer returned to the sneer, but Yuan Xiyue had to worry about the origin of the next seasoning bag. Just thinking about it, Yuan Xiyue walked to the small courtyard where he lived. Yun Xiang had already been waiting at the gate of the courtyard.

"You don't have to wait for me at the door all the time, just take care of those two wounded." As he spoke, he stepped into the courtyard gate.

"Miss, actually...... Actually, it's not the slave who wants to wait for you, it's the ......" Yun Xiang hurriedly followed with an embarrassed face.

"You're usually a pretty simple person, why are you talking so much today?" Yuan Xiyue frowned and asked.

"Actually, we're waiting for you, Miss Yuan, don't come unharmed."

I saw a fourteen or fifteen-year-old beautiful girl walking towards Yuan Xiyue from the courtyard, obviously waiting for a long time. Her appearance looked completely unfamiliar, but with her cunning and playful eyes, the doubts in Yuan Xiyue's heart had already dispersed before they gathered.

"Sister Sanxiu, don't come unharmed. It seems that you really kept your promise and came to the door on time. But I'm sure you're not going through the main entrance. ”

The young woman in front of her is Ding Sanxiu, and Yuan Xiyue can't immediately see that she is the "fake old lady" whose identity was revealed three days ago just by looking at her figure and demeanor. But when she looked at her eyes and remembered that today was the day when the three-day appointment was fulfilled, she honestly and unceremoniously said it again.

Ding Sanxiu thought that Yuan Xiyue would definitely be panicked when he saw a stranger suddenly appear in his yard. I didn't expect to be exposed by her so mercilessly, and I couldn't help but look stupid.

Yuan Xiyue only thought she was a little girl's temper and didn't care much. said to one of the people who was sitting on the stone bench in the courtyard with his back to them: "I didn't expect you to come, Brother Sanhuai." ”

After hearing this, the man slowly got up and turned his face, Yuan Xiyue looked at it, but it was not Ding Sanhuai, it was the sunny little fresh meat who was dying three days ago and waiting for him to take green berries and tears to treat, but his expression and appearance never matched, no matter how he looked at it, there was a coldness that did not match his age.

"It turned out that the ninth prince came in person."

"My surname is Jiang, and Miss Yuan just calls me Jiang Gongzi."

Yuan Xiyue wanted to say it as if someone wanted to get closer to you, and I didn't know what your surname was before.

"Jiang Gongzi, I am very relieved that you came to the door today to express your gratitude."

This time it was Jiang Gongzi's turn to cry and laugh.