On the way home, Zhong Miao and Wang Baolian kept whispering, but Lu Ziwei was very gentlemanly and kept a certain distance.

Wang Wenyuan has never said much, Wang Wenjing is very lively, and wants to participate in the topic of Zhong Miao and Wang Baolian. However, there is a young master beside him, although he is still an approachable master, but Wen Jing has now entered the school and has a sense of awe for the master.

The group of four returned to the small courtyard where Zhong Miao and their temporary residence were in such a strange atmosphere, and as soon as they walked in, they could smell the fragrance of rice and vegetables.

Yu Cheng, father and son, had already squeezed all the peanuts that Zhong Miao had explained before leaving into oil, and now they are sitting under the trees in the yard drinking water.

When he saw that they were back, he hurriedly got up.

Zhong Miao waved his hand and told them not to be restrained. When he turned around, he saw Lu Ziwei's face surprised, so he mentioned in passing, "Oh, they will always do things for me in the future, this is Yu Cheng, and the other two are Yu Daming and Yu Xiaoming." ”

When Lu Ziwei heard the meaning, he immediately nodded at them with a smile, as if he had said hello.

Wang Wenyuan and Wang Wenjing came back here for the first time, and they didn't have time to be curious when they saw Yu Cheng, and when they saw a noise in the kitchen, they went there one after the other.

There are not only Yang Qingxiang in the kitchen, but also Xiufeng and Xiufeng Niang, who were bought back with Yu Cheng and his son yesterday.

Yang Qingxiang is used to cooking, so she only lets the mother and son do it.

After a while, Yang Qingxiang came out with the dishes that had just come out of the pot, and when he saw that Lu Ziwei was also here, he was very welcome.

Xiufeng, who came out behind her, also brought a plate of dishes, and seeing that Yang Qingxiang was most likely not available, she thoughtfully took the dishes and sent them to the main hall by herself.

"Mr. Lu is here too, you shouldn't have eaten yet, right? That's just right, leave a dish to eat. ”

Lu Ziwei happily agreed, but he was really embarrassed to say that he was cheeky and wanted to come with him to eat.

Yang Qingxiang smiled and asked Lu Ziwei to sit inside.

Lu Ziwei answered, but he didn't follow Yang Qingxiang, and instead his eyes fell on the manual oil press that was still in the yard and didn't have time to clean up.

He circled around the oil press, sniffed again, and scraped some peanut oil that was still stained on it, and his expression was suddenly a lot more serious.

"What is this? It's so fragrant, how does it smell like a peanut? ”

Looking up at the big ram hanging in the air, the suspicious gaze fell on the father and son sitting under the tree.

Yu Cheng immediately stood up, "Girl, I'll go inside the house and see if there's anything I can help." ”

Zhong Miao understood in his heart that Yu Cheng was most likely afraid that Lu Ziwei would ask them, and they didn't know how to answer.

After she nodded, Yu Cheng stood in place, hinting at Yu Daming and Yu Xiaoming with his eyes. Apparently, the two young men believed their own father's words, thinking that he really wanted to help in the house.

Later, Yu Cheng called the names of the two, and the two followed.

Lu Ziwei looked at the backs of the father and son, and turned to look at Zhong Miao.

Zhong Miao coughed lightly, and made up her mind not to leak out what she could do to make peanut oil.

She is still waiting for Shen Er to come back and discuss what to do together!

If the news that she can squeeze out the oil leaks out, I don't know what kind of situation she will face.

"Oh, actually, it's nothing, it's just that I think peanuts are delicious, and I fry them a lot in lard. It's boring, so I sprinkle all that oil on this thing and play with it. ”

"Playing with oil?" Lu Ziwei obviously didn't believe her words, he touched his nose, but he still couldn't hold back, "The current lard is very expensive, isn't it a bit of a waste to do something like Miss Zhong?" ”

Zhong Miao also felt that the excuse she was making was rotten, and it was right to pretend to be stupid at this time.

She smiled stupidly, not daring to say another word.

It just so happened that Mrs. Jiang heard that the master of Jiahe Academy had also come, so she hurriedly walked out of the main hall and greeted Lu Ziwei very warmly.

Zhong Miao seized the opportunity to put an end to the topic of oil, "The food is ready, let's go into the house." ”

The meal was excellently cooked, with all the flavor and taste.

Yang Qingxiang has been cooking for many years, and his cooking skills are good, plus the dishes are fried with fresh peanut oil at noon, it is conceivable that the corners of the mouths of the group of people around the dinner table are oily.

Mrs. Jiang has always had a bad appetite, otherwise she would not be thin, and her body bones will not be able to be raised.

At noon, she was very face-saving, ate a big bowl of rice, ate a lot of dishes, and drank a bowl of tomato and egg drop soup.

Wang Wenyuan and Wang Wenjing, not to mention the two little ghosts, if it weren't for Lu Ziwei, I was afraid that they would have to gobble it up.

Yu Cheng was hindered by his identity, and at first he was reluctant to sit at the same table with Zhong Miao and them. If it weren't for Zhong Miao's persuasion, Mrs. Jiang and Yang Qingxiang would not treat the father and son as subordinates, but they were afraid that Yu Cheng would squat outside at one end of the rice bowl.

Yu Daming Yu Xiaoming is the age when he eats a lot, and he has been restrained. Yang Qingxiang couldn't bear it, and kept saying how much she cooked, and Zhong Miao also said that the family was not bad for this meal, and the two boys dared to serve another bowl without Yu Cheng saying anything.

Don't look at the two guys who are skinny, they eat a lot.

As for Xiufeng and Xiufengniang, the two of them were cautious when eating, Zhong Miao also persuaded a few words, and found that the two were still very restrained. I guess I was too angry before I was kicked out, so now I am like a frightened snake, and I guess I can't get better so quickly, so I can only wait for the future to take my time.

For this meal, Yang Qingxiang made twelve dishes and two soups, and he was stunned to eat nothing.

Mrs. Jiang was happy and happy, "Zhong Miao, this oil is really fragrant, it will definitely be sold for a good price in the future!" ”

She got carried away, forgetting that there was still a Lu Ziwei who didn't know about it.

When she realized it, she suddenly remembered that Zhong Miao had explained that she couldn't reveal the slightest rumor about peanut oil, and the smile on her face disappeared suddenly.

Instead, I was uneasy.

Lu Ziwei didn't seem to hear anything wrong, so he only answered casually, "It's really fragrant, my aunt's cooking skills are comparable to the best chefs in the town, and even I have eaten a lot more." ”

The expression on Mrs. Jiang's face was obviously relaxed.

This meal, everyone ate happily, and even the cautious Yu Cheng let go a little and said a few words.

After finishing the meal, Xiufeng and Xiufeng Niang began to clean up the dishes and chopsticks.

Zhong Miao asked Yu Cheng and them to go back and rest first, and then come back in the afternoon.

Yu Cheng nodded, and the father and son left without looking back.

Wang Wenyuan and Wang Wenjing heard that they also had their own room in this small courtyard, so they were so happy that they immediately asked Yang Qingxiang to take them to have a look.

Yang Qingxiang was helpless, so she had to go with a smile.

Mrs. Jiang and Lu Ziwei sat next to each other, and they were very concerned about Wang Wenyuan's studies, so they naturally wanted to ask.

"It's good, Wen Yuan, this kid is studious and willing to work hard, and he will definitely achieve something in the future." Lu Ziwei responded with a smile, "Wen Jing is not bad, she is the only girl in the school, and the master likes her." She is interesting, and always likes to squat in the retreat hall and follow the doctor inside to recognize the medicinal materials. ”