"Sister, I brought you some peanut crisp today, this is a new pastry from Jiuzhitang.

Sister, try it, the taste of Jiuzhitang pastries is praised. ”

Yan Xin came in and handed a box of pastries in her hand to Yan Ying's hand, and said earnestly.

"Thank you, sister, for being concerned." Yan Ying opened a box of peach blossom crisp, and it tasted really good.

Crispy and soft, and a faint peach blossom fragrance is also worthy of the name.

It would be best if this pastry was served with a bowl of wolfberry bird's nest soup, Yan Ying thought wildly.

"I heard that my sister also made pastries recently?" Yan Xin asked with a smile.

"It's just idle practice to pass the time." Yan Ying felt that the comer was not good, so she kept an eye on it.

"My sister took great pains to send it to Aunt Cheng to taste, can I let my sister try it too?"

Yan Xin blinked her big eyes, full of water, which made people unbearable to refuse.

But what Yan Ying likes is a warm man, not a fairy.

No matter how beautiful a woman is, she is not only envious, jealous and hateful.

Senseless!!

Yan Ying pushed the peach blossom cake to Yan Xin's side and said, "Or is the pastry brought by my sister authentic?" I was on a whim, and I couldn't get on the stage. ”

"If my sister refuses, my sister will be angry?" Yan Xin didn't overhead her head and deliberately set her airway.

Because of the slight emotion, the face looks puffy, like peach blossoms in March and lotus flowers in June.

It's beautiful anyway.

Yan Ying knew that if she didn't bring out the pastries, she was afraid that she would want to cover it up.

I hope this sister who doesn't eat fireworks in the world doesn't understand those Chinese medicines.

Yan Ying wanted to get up and go to the kitchen to get pastries.

Mama Zhang had already brought some pastries over and handed them to Yan Xin, who smiled and picked up a piece and put it in her mouth.

After a while, the beautiful eyebrows twisted into flowers.

Probably so≈ap; ￥:-):-d。

Yan Ying who watched it doubted life, was it so unpalatable?

"Sister, I told you, what I'm making now isn't very delicious, and it would be nice if practice makes perfect in the future........."

Saying that, Yan Ying also took a piece and put it in her mouth, and after a while, she spit it all out.

It's not a question of whether it's delicious or not, what the hell does it taste like?

So unpalatable? Be extremely tragic......

Yan Xin got up and said, "Second sister, cooking is the work of the subordinates, and there is really room for improvement in this pastry." ”

She's going back to rinse her mouth.

After sending Yan Xin's master and servant away, Yan Ying got up and poured a few mouthfuls of water vigorously and said, "Why is this pastry so unpalatable?" ”

Mama Zhang said calmly in the back: "It was prepared by the slave maid in the morning." ”

"Why?" Yan Ying directly picked up the teapot on the table and poured water.

It's so unpalatable, bitter, salty and spicy... Like the life of suffering and sin.

"The tree is big and prepared, although the slave doesn't know why the second lady sent pastries to Aunt Cheng,

Although the old slave couldn't figure it out, there must be someone in the house who wanted to find out. Mama Zhang said word by word.

Yan Ying looked at Mama Zhang and nodded.

It seems that people should not be disguised.

In the past few days, Yan Ying has nothing to do and sings two songs in the yard, in her previous life, she did not inherit her mother's good genes.

was stunned and stupid inherited his father's incomplete pentatonic sound, so she hadn't even been to KTV, for fear of embarrassment.

People ask for money for singing, but she sings badly.

Now this is in good health, and the songs she sings are graceful, plus her mother explained the performance of the guqin to her intentionally or unintentionally in her previous life.

There are also various skills of blowing, playing and singing, and now any tune is easy for her.

In the past, when she followed her mother to learn that, she still felt bored, blaming her mother for her unkindness,

Now if she can, Yan Ying really wants to kowtow to her own mother,

Thanks to her tireless teaching, when she thought of her own mother, Yan Ying's heart was unusually sour, she was obviously a good woman but let down her scumbag father.

In this life, she must not repeat the mistakes of the past.

Gee......

Ziyue was still doing embroidery work in the yard, listening to her young lady's singing with her ears pricked up.

The young lady used to sing some songs, but not as cheerful as the tunes she has now.

My own lady has been thrown into that yard since she was seven years old, and food and clothing have become a problem, let alone learning piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

It seems that now my own lady is self-taught, and these tunes she sings now,

Ziyue felt that it was better than the singing in the teahouse, how could she compare the young lady with the singing, Ziyue felt annoyed for a while.

Seeing that her young lady suddenly stopped singing, Ziyue got up and walked over, "Miss, are you tired of singing, the slave maid will pour you some water." ”

Seeing Ziyue enter the house, Yan Ying beckoned Mama Zhang to come over, because when she had just eaten,

Yan Ying knew from Ziyue that there was not much money left in a real month.

She still has a foreign debt of 4,000 taels on her back!

The more than 5,000 taels of silver she earned before, Ziyue couldn't spit it out if she ate it like a pixiu.

Said to save her dowry.

Of course, the urgency of delay is not to take care of the housewife or the cheap father.

Maybe it's self-defeating and take back all the benefits that are now so starry.

It doesn't matter if you are hungry yourself, but you have to affect the young and old in this yard.

How to say that now I am also old and young, and I must bravely assume the role of the mainstay.

Yan Ying cheered herself up.

A big bowl of chicken soup went down, and I was full of energy and energy in an instant.

"What do you have to say about the second miss?" Mama Zhang always speaks with a clear look,

does not leak a drop of water, which makes the smug Yan Ying very useful.

"Mama Zhang, you are an old man in the house, in fact, the treatment in my hospital is not very good,

The name of this courtyard is better and more chic than other courtyards, after all, my mother used to be a talented woman, and we are a little blessed to live here. ”

Yan Ying actually wanted to cry poor, but she was still stunned to come up with a lot of advantages in her own courtyard.

This God is reversed......

Mama Zhang frowned inexplicably, listened and thought, "This young lady is indeed very different from before."

In the past, I saw some subordinates who did rough work with disgust, but now they are fighting regardless of their identity.

Last time, he inadvertently shook his feet, Yan Ying knew that her feet had arthritis and would become painful due to the change of weather, so she specially brought the ointment from outside.

Although Mama Zhang was soft-spoken in the Hou Mansion before, she didn't choose it by herself.

I want to be ready to go, but now I want to get what I want or rejoice in vain?

She was a little uncertain.

"Mama Zhang?" Yan Ying saw that Mama Zhang was indifferent when she saw her tirade, so she had to shout.

was a little embarrassed, she blew it out of the sky, and the other party was actually distracted......

Mama Zhang's thoughts were collected by Yan Ying, and she calmed down and said, "What do you have to say, Miss?" ”

She was distracted again.

Yan Ying changed her posture from the recliner and said, "Does my mother have a dowry when she gets married?" ”

Mama Zhang nodded solemnly: "Madame, at that time, she was wearing red makeup. ”

"Then my mother's dowry belongs to me, or to Ding'an Hou Mansion?" Yan Ying continued to ask,

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