Chen Tingzhuo, who stumbled and ran away, found that many people looked hateful overnight.

It seems that everyone is thinking about how to calculate him, how to coax him, how to raise him to be a waste. Among these people, there are not only the maids and maids around them, but also the brothers and sisters, and even their own biological parents.

He began to study well with his husband, and of course he still happily followed him when his brothers or sisters took him to play.

When he was left with himself, he tried his best to study. I just want to learn more things, and I don't want to become a useless kid in the mouth of the eldest brother and the second brother.

After he became an adult, Chen Hai, like other boys in the Chen family, took out a sum of money, taught Chen Tingzhuo, let him do a business, and then spent two years to see how much money he could make.

This is a test, the Chen family has been like this for generations, but there is no reward. But as a descendant of the Chen family, isn't it the greatest honor to prove that you can do business?

Chen Tingzhuo easily became the one who made the least money among the descendants of the Chen family, and he was also the one with the least talent for business.

Since then, few people have paid attention to him.

But now many people, Chen Tingzhuo has become the target of public criticism because of the matter of Beauty Fang. But he couldn't help it, if he didn't do something about it, his father would plan to give up on him completely.

Thinking of being made difficult at home in the past few days, Chen Tingzhuo was in a very bad mood. Especially last night, the eldest brother's concubine actually climbed into his bed.

If he hadn't gone back late, he would have brought a friend with him very carefully. He couldn't tell even if he had his whole body in his mouth.

"Childe, I have your letter!" Changqing took a letter and said sly at the door.

Chen Tingzhuo was annoyed, and he didn't even want to look at Changqing, let alone read the letter.

"Don't look!" Chen Tingzhuo said expressionlessly.

Changqing smiled treacherously and said in a low voice: "How do I think this letter belongs to Miss Ruixue?" ”

As soon as he heard this, Chen Tingzhuo immediately came to his senses, he stood up immediately, walked in front of Changqing in a few steps, pulled the letter in his hand and closed the door with a "snap".

Changqing looked at his already empty hand. I can't react to it. How could his always gentle son have such a monkey hurry.

Chen Tingzhuo's recent upset has something to do with Han Ruixue, Han Ruixue used to exchange letters with him very frequently, but during the recent New Year, there were very few letters to him. Even if there is. It's also a few words.

I received a letter from Han Ruixue today. And it was such a thick stack, Chen Tingzhuo actually felt a little flattered.

There was nothing important in the letter, just some trivial things about her.

Although the writing is not very good. There are always some typos lacking strokes, and the choice of words and sentences is also strange, but Chen Tingzhuo still feels very happy to read it.

"One day I was stopped on the road, a playboy with five vicious servants, and he had to take me to the capital to be his concubine. I'm angry, how can this blatant molesting sister do! In Lotus Town, I, the owner of the beauty shop, can be regarded as a figure with a head and a face! So I was furious, beat a few of them, and went straight back to the capital. Han Ruixue added fuel to the letter and told Chen Tingzhuo about her festival with Zhu Huanchun as her great achievement.

Chen Tingzhuo didn't believe what Han Ruixue wrote. She is a weak girl, how can she defeat six big men, she must have been secretly protecting her in black clothes.

"Zhu Huanchun." Chen Tingzhuo said Zhu Huanchun's name word by word. He remembered him, and he would have to "visit" him one day.

"Yingchun, you should go and send a supper to your son now." Changqing reminded Chen Tingzhuo's big girl to welcome spring.

Yingchun is Chen Tingzhuo's eldest maid, and when Chen Tingzhuo was a child, Chen Tingzhuo's grandmother Chen Qian gave it to him. is the most heartfelt to Chen Tingzhuo, and he also has the most trust of Chen Tingzhuo.

"Even if I send it to my son, I won't eat it!" Yingchun looks very gentle and atmospheric, and so does his temper, even if he is very sad, the expression on his face is very good.

Chen Tingzhuo has been in a bad mood recently, and his food has not been eaten well, and after a year, he has not gained weight at all, and he has lost a lot of weight.

"Eat today!" Changqing squeezed his eyes, with a prelude expression of "everything is under my control".

Although Changqing's temperament jumps out, what he says has always been true, Yingchun Xin believes it, and he worries about other things: "What should the son eat?" "Chen Tingzhuo doesn't like to eat anything recently, if he does something he doesn't eat and spoils his appetite, wouldn't it be even worse.

Yingchun had the mentality of trying it out, and asked Chen Tingzhuo with a smile: "Son, do you want to eat a little supper?" You haven't eaten much today. ”

Chen Tingzhuo didn't think about it, so he said, "I want to eat steamed buns." ”

"Huh?" Yingchun couldn't react for a while.,Childe's style of painting has become really fast.,Usually don't even want to eat well.,It's good now.,I don't even want to know what to eat.。

What made her even more shocked was that Chen Tingzhuo also told Yingchun in detail how to make this dumpling: "The bun skin is naturally white, and then it's the filling, find a piece of pork, cut it into one-third the size of a little thumb belly, put it in the oil pan, and take it out when it's a little hard." Then chop the sauerkraut finely, put it together with the fried meat pieces, and wrap the buns. ”

The son, who never goes to the kitchen, actually said how to make steamed buns, Yingchun tried to remember the words of the son, and looked at his own son-in-law vigorously, shouldn't it be a different person?

When she walked to the door in a daze, she heard Chen Tingzhuo calling her: "Yingchun, and then tell the kitchen to boil me a bowl of millet soup, I want good rice!" ”

Chen Tingzhuo's own saliva is about to flow down, really, with Han Ruixue's stinky literary style, writing a few dishes that he usually eats makes him drool, he must have not eaten recently and is hungry!

The cooks of the Chen Mansion are not ordinary people, Chen Tingzhuo only said a few words, and they figured out how to wrap the buns themselves.

The god is that the bun is actually the kind of big bun the size of a strong man's fist, and the porridge is the rice soup left over from the rice without a grain of rice.

What's more, even the plates and bowls for steamed buns and rice soup are the kind of stoneware used by countrymen, revealing a simple energy.

Chen Tingzhuo saw that his appetite was better, and he ate two big buns and drank a big bowl of soup before stopping.

When Yingchun came out with dishes and plates, Changqing was waiting for her at the door, and when she came out, he asked, "How is Sister Yingchun?" Childe didn't eat less! (To be continued......)