She has a poor spleen and stomach since she was a child, and the doctor said that drinking porridge nourishes her stomach, so Song asked people to make porridge for her in different ways.

Vegetarian porridge, meat porridge, but if she thinks it is good, the Song family will not spare money, and look for delicious ingredients for her. Speaking of which, she has always been pampered by her mother when she was a child, and she is the princess in the palace, I am afraid that this is the case.

Thinking like this, Xie Shuning couldn't help but be a little stunned.

But among those porridge dishes, her favorite is sugar porridge.

It is boiled with glutinous rice, until the grains bloom, the aroma is pervasive, and the soft and sticky is drizzled with finely ground red bean paste as a topping. If it is autumn, you must add a little sweetness of osmanthus to the top. That sweet taste, even after many years, still lingers in Xie Shuning's heart.

"Aman, sugar porridge is time-consuming, can I let someone boil it for you another day?" Song hesitated slightly, but finally asked.

How could Xie Shuning not know that sugar porridge seems simple, but it is extremely time-consuming and laborious to boil, and she will mention it, which is intentional. So she raised her head, looked at Xie Yuanmao pitifully with a pair of eyes of Shui Ling, and called, "Daddy, Ah Man can eat later." ”

Xie Yuanmao laughed when he heard this, stretched out his hand and gently scraped the bridge of her nose, and responded: "Okay, if Aman wants to eat, Daddy must let Aman eat it in his mouth." After speaking, he turned to Chunping and said, "Let's make the dishes from the north, and only let the cook add another sugar porridge." Choose good pearl rice and boil it carefully. ”

"Yes, the slave remembers." Chunping's expression was slightly different, and he smiled and quit.

Mother Gui also quietly retreated, re-guarded outside, and redistributed all the people brought from Yanling by the way. There are not many people, and they have all been in a generous family like the Song family for a long time, but they all have to be beaten up at this time.

The room fell silent again.

Xie Shuning looked at her parents, threw away the red rope in her hand, nestled into Song's arms, and quietly instructed her brother to lean on his father's arms like this.

Then she giggled twice, played with Song's white and smooth fingers, and asked Xie Yuanmao without raising her head: "Daddy, Ah Man went to bed early yesterday, and you didn't tell Ah Man, why did it take so long to pick us up." ”

There are some things that she must have said that her mother also wants to ask, but her mother has always put her father's face first, and she must not ask like this directly, so she will do it for her!

Similarly, as she expected, the father couldn't speak clearly in front of the child.

Then she said again: "Daddy, you haven't come to pick up Aman for so long because of the aunt we met yesterday?" When the words fell, she muttered in a voice that everyone could hear, "Aman knows that person doesn't like Aman." ”

Xie Yi also followed: "Yi'er also knows! ”

"How so!" Xie Yuanmao's face was a little embarrassed, and he turned to look at Song's expression carefully, and explained, "She...... It's not an aunt, don't shout like this in the future. ”

Xie Shuning's eyes widened, and she stared at him curiously, "If it's not an aunt, then who is she?" ”

Xie Yuanmao was speechless when asked by his little girl.

"My mother said that there was only my father's cousin in the house, but the man asked my brother to call her mother." Xie Shuning frowned in confusion, "Then if she is a mother, who is her mother?" How can my brother and I have two mothers? ”

"What nonsense, there is naturally only one mother!" Xie Yuanmao was a little annoyed in embarrassment, and almost subconsciously ran away. But after saying this, he suddenly remembered that he also had two mothers? It's really a pool of muddy water, and the more it flows, the more muddy it gets!

Fortunately, the Song family didn't care about his appearance, but persuaded him: "Now that the New Year is approaching, it's not the time to talk about these things, let's wait for the New Year first." ”

Xie Yuanmao breathed a sigh of relief, forced a smile, and after a while, he heard that Xie Yuanting, the seventh master of the Xie family, was back, so he hurriedly went out to meet someone.

The snow was falling outside, and it was raining again in the intervening moments, and the chill was exuding. Xie Yi pestered Xie Shuning to play for a while, and recited a few lines of poetry to Song, but was a little drowsy by the temperature of the hot kang, and after a while, he buried his head in Song's arms and fell asleep. Song called someone in.

Xie Shuning was lying on the kang, supporting her chin with her little hands, and looked at Xie Yi carefully.

She hadn't enjoyed such a quiet time for a long time. It's really greedy, and I don't want to miss a moment.

Just as he was sighing, Bai Shao, the big girl who was waiting beside Xie Yi, shrunk her thin shoulders and came in with Mother Gui one after another.

Song smiled when he saw it, "Why is it cold like this?" ”

There was also a brazier burning outside, so it shouldn't have been frozen like this.

Bai Shao smiled innocently and did not speak.

Mother Gui couldn't help it, so she lowered her voice and said: "The slave didn't want to mention it, but the people on our hands are all from the south, and they can't stand the cold, so they want more charcoal." How much silver is this charcoal worth? Even the fine silver silk charcoal doesn't cost much, but the housekeeper's mother said that this charcoal has a fixed number in each house, and it has never been short of ours, and there is no superfluity. After saying that, she seemed to be a little annoyed, "The slave maid thought, probably the one who has the intention to practice us." But you say that even those who are small families can't do this. Who believes that, which household buys charcoal for the winter and prepares more? It's just no, just send someone out to buy some more. ”

Mohu said. Song thought more, "If she even has to worry about this little thing, she shouldn't be afraid." Presumably not that of the other person. ”

Xie Shuning listened on the sidelines, thinking that it shouldn't be Chen's meaning. No matter how much the Chen family doesn't like them, they will never treat them harshly, and if they do this, she will only be the one who has no face. This matter is probably the self-determination of those housekeepers at the bottom, wanting to take the opportunity of stepping on them to show off in front of the Chen family.

But it's also an opportunity for them.

-- If it's an opportunity, she won't let it go.

Xie Shuning sat up and pretended to be worried: "Mother, you see that Sister Bai Shao is frozen like this." Why don't we send people out to buy some charcoal, or what will we do if we get frostbitten? Bitter medicine, Ah Man doesn't like to drink it, and Sister Bai Shao definitely doesn't like to drink it either. ”

Mother Gui saw that she was talking like a little adult, and what she said was so agreeable, she immediately agreed: "Madam, the slave maid thinks that Miss's words are reasonable, and it is better for us to buy them ourselves than to ask someone to see their faces." ”

"This is the ...... Wouldn't it be inappropriate? Song was a little worried.

Mother Gui also knew in her heart that doing this would probably make the old lady more unhappy, but she was afraid that even this little thing would have to be soft, and a group of people from Yanling would be more and more shameless in this mansion in the future. If you don't have a face, where can the master have a face?

"Mother, I understand this." Xie Shuning stretched out his hand to hold his chin and said with a smile, "If we didn't go to the people in the house to ask for charcoal, it would be our fault to go out and buy it ourselves." But didn't the nurse say that she had already asked someone? ”