The fiery eyes didn't dare to look at each other, so they had to respond to Song Xian's question in a red face and in a whisper.

"I can't be idle, so I just go to the kitchen to make morning food."

After the spring is finished, the last cold lotus root slices are almost ready, and after drizzling with chili oil, this cold lotus root slices can be regarded as a real success.

Song Xian hummed lightly, and when he saw the fried dumplings placed aside, he stepped forward and went out, at this time, Chunyi had already scooped out the millet porridge cooked in the pot, and followed Song Xian out.

Today's morning food has been placed on the table, three dishes of fried dumplings, a plate of cold lotus root slices followed by a large bowl of millet porridge, this food should pay attention to the color, flavor and taste, the table in front of the table will show this sentence to the fullest.

Song Po was helped out of the wing room by the maid green bamboo, Chunyi obediently shouted a mother, Song Po's eyes were red at this mother's shout, and she groped for a long time from the sleeve before taking out a piece of jade pendant, Song Xian knew that the jade pendant did not open his mouth to stop it, and his eyes just fell on Chunyi's small hands.

Song Po trembled and held Chunyi's hand and admonished.

"Daughter-in-law, you take this jade pendant, and if you bully you in the future, you will tell your mother, and your mother will clean him up for you!"

The jade pendant is a bodhisattva, the color is emerald green, and the appearance of the jade pendant is moist and moist, and this jade pendant is extraordinary. This made Chunyi a little embarrassed, so he had to look at Song Xian for help, Song Xian nodded at the little lady, and Chunni dared to take over.

"Thank you, mother!"

Song Po is blind and inconvenient, during the meal, the maid must hold a spoon and hand the food to Song Po's mouth, and after drinking a spoonful of millet porridge, Song Po feels that the taste is different from the past.

"A change in the kitchen today?"

Chunyi immediately said: "It was made by my daughter-in-law." ”

Song Po didn't expect her new daughter-in-law's craftsmanship to be so good, and she smiled with relief, and for the first time in her heart, she was satisfied with her son's nonsense.

Song Xian had already eaten a plate of fried dumplings in the conversation between the two, the fried dumplings were very delicious, the dumpling skin was fried in oil and was very crispy and delicious, and the meat filling inside with crushed lotus root was not greasy, but had a light texture, which was very much in line with his appetite.

Just when Song Xian let Luzhu serve porridge, he accidentally caught a glimpse of two small dimples at the corners of Chunyi's mouth, and felt that these two dimples were quite pleasant.

After this meal, Song Xian ate very satisfied, and even Song Po, who usually eats the least in the morning food, ate a lot.

Xu thought of something, Song Po asked the cuizhu who served her to wait not far away, Song Xian held the teacup in his hand on the side, and looked at his mother with a slight frown.

"Daughter-in-law, what's the matter with you and that Ma Xiu?"

Although Mrs. Song is very satisfied with this daughter-in-law, she also knows how her daughter-in-law came to be, and she has to ask to understand, so as not to be bitten back.

Chunyi was slightly stunned, but he didn't expect to ask this question, Chunyi followed Ma Liang It's nothing, the doll of the elders when he was a child, after Ma Liang was admitted to Xiucai, he has been refuting this marriage, and he didn't know how to do it some time ago? The Ma family came to propose marriage, and also put forward an excessive request, that is, not to give a dowry to let Chunyi marry over.

Chunyi's parents died early, and the family wished that she would marry early, so they naturally agreed to the Ma family's request, which created yesterday's farce.

Since Song Po asked, Chun Yi also told Song Po about it one by one without reservation, and Song Po sighed after hearing it.

It's a clean white person, it's a poor person, but it's the wrong person.

After asking all the questions that Song Po wanted, she loved the spring even more in her heart, for so many years, Song Xian has not married her daughter-in-law is the thing she is most worried about, and now that her daughter-in-law is married, as long as the two of them are better than anything.

"I'm a little tired, I have to go back to the house and close my eyes."

After Chunyi watched Song Po leave, she remembered that Song Xian was still there, and she pursed her lips tightly and didn't dare to look up, Song Xian put the teacup on the table and stepped forward to walk in front of the little lady.

"Let's go!"

Chunyi looked up and was stunned, and he didn't know where Song Xian was going, so he was inevitably apprehensive in his heart, and his hands were even more nervous to rub each other.

"Xianggong thinks of me?"

Song Xian turned his head and was a little confused by these words, but when he saw the tears in Chunyi's eyes, he didn't feel good in his heart, why did this little girl cry at every turn?