In the most remote northwest corner of the Qiu Mansion, a small courtyard is ajar with a door, this courtyard has no name, it was originally part of the lower room, and then it was allocated to the aunt and grandmother of the Qiu family to live, so it is also a master, so it is separated from those lower rooms with a low wall, which is a little decent of the original Qiu family's eldest lady, but only this is decent, in addition, what furnishings are the same as the next person's side. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

At the beginning, the house was set aside by Mrs. herself, and she thought that her arrogant sister-in-law was going to make a big fuss, but she didn't want Mrs. Feng Qiu Mingying to elope away from home and come back with a pair of children many years later, so she changed her original temperament and accepted all the arrangements of her brother and sister-in-law very eloquently.

Originally, how could a person who had been humiliated and desperate to find it back by himself be qualified to care about anything?

Feng Zhiwei entered the courtyard and went straight to the dinner table - early in the morning, she was murderous, fell into the water and was hugged and hugged, she was so hungry that her belly touched her ribs.

There was a bowl of cabbage vermicelli on the dinner table, and two steamed buns, all of which lost their heat, the vermicelli became muddy soup, and the steamed buns hardened into city wall bricks.

Seeing Feng Zhiwei coming in, she carefully took a steamed bun and beckoned Feng Zhiwei: "Wei'er, come and eat." ”

Feng Zhiwei frowned and sat down: "Obviously there are three people, why do you give two steamed buns?" ”

"Steward Zhao said that His Majesty will come to Qiufu tomorrow, and the kitchen is very busy, so that's all." Mrs. Feng didn't touch the steamed bun, carefully dialed a little vermicelli soup, and drank it slowly.

Feng Zhiwei didn't speak, bit the steamed bun to look at her, a pair of eyes on the steamed bun were misty, it seemed to reveal a little soft charm and beauty, and when the eyes were fixed, they had a shining and noble atmosphere.

Mrs. Feng was helpless, so she had no choice but to say, "It is said that Princess Shaoning will also come." ”

Feng Zhiwei let out an "oh", immediately retracted his gaze, and continued to nibble on steamed buns-Shao Ninglai--The sons of the uncle's family were all excited--The chickens and dogs in the whole house were busy pleading--The kitchen went to serve the picky princess--I could only eat overnight meals here.

It's normal, just get used to it.

Mother and daughter chatted while eating.

"What is Your Majesty doing when you leave the palace?"

"A few days ago, there was a cold snap, many people froze to death in the capital, and the Yamen of Jiucheng was giving porridge for disaster relief, Your Majesty probably went to see the situation."

"Look at whether the disaster relief is fake, and see if the Jiucheng Yamen under the head of His Royal Highness the King of Chu has been derelict in his duties, is it true?" Feng Zhiwei tore the steamed scalp hard, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was impeached a few days ago because he accepted a few Western Liao beauties, stopped the prince's treasure seal, and the direction of the wind was chaotic again, the king of Chu is from the prince's camp, so naturally someone fell into the well." ”

"Knowing." Mrs. Feng put down her chopsticks, "How many times have I told you, women, don't talk about the government." ”

"That's a strange thing." Feng Zhiwei put down the steamed bun and looked at Mrs. Feng with a smile, "People who don't know have heard it, but I'm afraid that I really think that my Mrs. Feng is a gentle and virtuous woman who doesn't care about state affairs and is dedicated to teaching her children." ”

"Isn't it?" Mrs. Feng ignored her, picked up a chopstick fan very preciously, frowned and thought about similar things in the world, sometimes it was really far away, such as this vermicelli, it looks very much like the Cuigai shark fin that was often eaten back then - the top grade small rib wings, the chicken soup is stewed, and then a large purple abalone, a good cloud leg, wrapped in lotus leaves and stewed, after the finished product is mellow and fine, the lotus fragrance is overflowing...... Another example is that person, Zhiwei and Shaoning are so similar in appearance, but their identities and circumstances are very different...... Forget it, why do you want to do so much, it's fate.

She ate fragrantly, without raising her head, Feng Zhi glanced at her with slanted eyes, and said in a manly voice: "Yes, there is nothing wrong, Mrs. Feng has always been like this, as for what is the tiger girl, she was born handsome, she went out with her father at the age of ten, killed people with her own hands at the age of twelve, and was ordered to turn the tide at the age of fourteen on the battlefield, leading 30,000 shirtless sons to meet the enemy, killing people's heads and dancing in the yellow sand, and became famous all over the world in a war, known as the fire phoenix ......"

"That's enough." Mrs. Feng interrupted her calmly, weighed the weight of the cabbage vermicelli, and carefully poured a little more.

Feng Zhiwei was stunned.

“…… Qiu Mingying, who is known as the handsome lady of the fire phoenix...... "She suddenly stood up, propped up the table, and put a delicate face like a snowy face to Mrs. Shangfeng's face, and looked straight into her eyes," ...... Dead, already dead. ”

"Smack!"

The dishes and chopsticks on the table vibrated and jingled, and Mrs. Feng, who was pressing her hand on the table, raised her eyebrows and stared, and in an instant, her eyes were like electricity, and she was vaguely the handsome woman of the year.

Feng Zhiwei only smiled and did not move.

The aftershocks did not stop, the cabbage bowl that was half broken was slanted, and the soup was poured straight at Feng Zhiwei, Feng Zhiwei looked down, smiled, still didn't move his body, and didn't even move his eyelashes.

Mrs. Feng, who was staring at her angrily, looked at her face in a daze, suddenly sighed, stretched out her fingers, and the rotating dishes and chopsticks on the table immediately stopped, and a little splashed soup splashed on Mrs. Feng's fingers, Mrs. Feng regretfully wanted to suck, and as soon as she raised her head to meet Feng Zhiwei's gaze, she immediately wiped her hand on her apron.

"Alright...... It's all gone. The sharp handsome woman disappeared in an instant, and the **** who was sitting opposite Feng Zhiwei was still holding a broken bowl and cherishing vegetable soup, "Hurry up and eat, and go to Mama Zhao to help after eating." ”

Feng Zhiwei stared at Mrs. Feng's beautiful but slightly old face, slowly withdrew her hand supporting the table, sighed and was about to sit down, when someone suddenly slammed the door behind her, rolled in with a bone-chilling air, sat beside her, grabbed the steamed bun that Mrs. Feng had not moved and gnawed on it, while muttering inarticulately: "It's steamed bun again!" ”

"Hao'er, what's the hurry, be careful to bite your tongue." Mrs. Feng immediately reached out lovingly to stroke the child's hair, "Is it cold?" I'll get you hot hot? ”

Feng Zhi lowered his eyes slightly and looked at the hard steamed bun in his hand - take it hot? It's so light to say, the kitchen is busy right now, have this kung fu to give you hot steamed buns?

The steamed buns in my hand are also as hard as iron, why don't you say that they are hot?

"How do you eat so cold?" Feng Hao took a bite, frowned, and threw the steamed bun out as soon as he threw his hand, and the hard steamed bun smashed on the ground with a loud sound, "Don't eat it!" ”

Feng Zhiwei stared at the steamed bun - this is breakfast this morning, the three of them divided two steamed buns, the mother didn't touch them, only drank the overnight vegetable soup, and now, this precious steamed bun was smashed out by his brother's frivolous hand, stained with dust.

Then she slowly turned her head and stared at Feng Hao.

"Pick it up."

Feng Zhiwei's tone has always been gentle and gentle, and there seems to be a smile in her eyes, she was born with hazy eye waves, no matter how she looks at people, she is not domineering, Mrs. Feng's sharp and awe-inspiring appearance just now, in her, she can't be found.

Feng Hao shrunk, somehow, every time his sister talked to him like this with a smile, he felt a chill in his heart for no reason, and there seemed to be something else in those bright and fresh eyes that ordinary people couldn't see, which made his heart tighten.

It's just that his mother's favor has always made him fearless, he took a step back, leaving the range around Feng Zhiwei's body, before he raised his head and snorted coldly from his nose with disdain.

Feng Zhiwei looked at him, his eyes were still smiling, he sat down with a smile, continued to nibble on her steamed buns, and said lightly: "Don't pick it up, right?" Cheng, you are older, you have your own opinions, Ming'er, I will beg Mrs., let you go to study with the third young master, you are so smart, I don't have to count on you to ensure that our Feng family will shine on the lintel in the future. ”

"Don't!" Feng Hao's face changed greatly, and he glared at her angrily, "You're still my sister, aren't you?" Take me to that fire pit? You wicked woman, you won't live long, and you still want to take me with you......"

"Hao'er!"

Feng Hao was startled by that loud shout, and his mouth was suffocated, Mrs. Feng looked straight at him, and then looked at Feng Zhiwei, the smile in Feng Zhiwei's eyes faded, but the corners of her lips curled slightly.

"Isn't it just a steamed bun?" Mrs. Feng smiled, hurriedly walked to the corner of the wall and picked up the steamed bun, blew it carefully, and held it in her hand, "I'll go and make the kitchen hot." ”

Feng Zhi lowered his eyes slightly, looked at the steamed bun in his mother's hand, looked at his mother's hands that were once smooth and delicate but were now full of rough cracks, and then looked at his mother's low-hanging sideburns.

Decades of star frost change, and then look back at Zhu Yan Gai, the former generation of heroines, the rumored neutral and fiery handsome women, have long been annihilated in the old paper, leaving the bright outline, looking back lonely in all the legends that have gone away.

She didn't even know what kind of experience it was to smooth out such brilliant and strong edges and corners, and change the life of forbearance and hardship at the moment.

"I'll go." After a while, Feng Zhi sighed slightly, and took the steamed bun in Mrs. Feng's hand - those people in the kitchen climbed high and stepped low, very snobbish, she didn't want to see her mother begging in a low voice, and then being stabbed by the blade of words.

Stepping out of the threshold, Feng Hao chased out with a loud and atmospheric command.

"See what's delicious, bring some back!"

Feng Zhiwei's footsteps stayed on the threshold for a moment, and then left without looking back, vaguely hearing behind her, her mother seemed to hold Feng Hao in her arms and whispered comfort.

Feng Zhiwei was expressionless - as an adopted daughter, she should not express any dissatisfaction with other people's sons being favored.

Although, only she knows that Feng Hao is actually just an adopted son, but he is a man, and he is the kind that can pass on the surname Feng in the future.

To be honest, Madame Feng was able to carry her this burden with her in the most difficult season, and never told anyone that she was not her own daughter, so she was grateful enough to let her stay in the snobbish Autumn Mansion.

As for those affection and warmth...... Forget it, life may not be in your own hands, what else can you hope for?

The big kitchen is in a mess at this time, busy preparing the latest exquisite snacks for the picky princess, Princess Shaoning is today's most favored daughter, it is said that at the beginning of the founding of the country, the princess who was still in infancy in the war was separated from His Majesty, and it took a lot of effort to find it, the day the princess was found, the day the sky appeared auspicious, and soon after it conquered the capital and established the Tiansheng Dynasty, so His Majesty has always regarded this daughter as a lucky star, and the favor is abnormal.

Feng Zhiwei quietly entered the kitchen through the side door, she still had the same yellow face, and her eyebrows were painted wilted, but by changing these two places, the whole person's appearance and temperament changed drastically, and people were not interested in taking a second look.

There are large and small steamers in the kitchen, the heat is permeated, and the faces can't be seen clearly, there is a strange sweet smell in the air, I don't know what new snacks are being made, Feng Zhiwei didn't want to alarm anyone, so she quietly found an empty stove, poured water in the pot, and prepared to reheat the steamed buns.

There are some delicious foods on the board, but Feng Zhiwei didn't even take a second look - Feng Hao asked her to bring some delicious food, because he was ignorant, and with the embarrassing position of her mother and daughter in the house, she just begged others not to be embarrassed, where could she cause more trouble.

It's just that the aroma is really unbearable...... Feng Zhi touched his belly slightly, feeling even more hungry.

She waited intently for the water to boil, and didn't notice that someone slipped in quietly at the kitchen door, and she didn't notice that several cooks seemed to be very serious and busy, but their eyes swept in this direction intentionally or unintentionally.

The water in the pot was bubbling hot, Feng Zhiwei didn't dare to stay longer, the water boiled for a while and went to lift the pot, counting that the steamed bun was half hot, and his hand just touched the steamed bun, and suddenly heard a crisp sound.

"Boom!"

At the same time, as if waiting aside, the cook's scream rang out.

"There are thieves! The imperial meal that was offered to the priest was stolen! ”