Zhao Qingyan came back, Chen'er had already finished taking a bath, and although the cleaned child was still thin, he could see that his lips were red and his teeth were white, and his facial features were exquisite.

"Oh, my Chen'er baby is so cute!" Zhao Qingyan hugged the cute baby and couldn't help but kiss it again.

Chen'er looked up at her, the fear in her eyes faded a lot, and her big black grape-like eyes became brighter.

With his beast-like intuition, he tentatively snuggled into Zhao Qingyan's arms, letting this somewhat unfamiliar warmth surround him.

From now on, he ...... Is it a baby too?

Thinking so, the corners of his lips couldn't help but curl quietly.

Hearing Zhao Qingyan say that he had cooked porridge, the pothos couldn't help but look embarrassed: "Young grandmother, little young master doesn't like to drink porridge the most!" ”

Zhao Qingyan said with a smile: "Drinking porridge is the most nourishing for the stomach, and it is good for his current body." Besides, today's porridge is different! She deliberately bought a pass, only to see Chen'er look at it with a little curiosity, and then suddenly opened the food box, "Dangdangdang!" ”

The round golden lump in the food box immediately caught the child's eyeballs, and he couldn't help but open his eyes wide and asked, "This, what is this?" ”

"Hey, it's a pumpkin!" The pothos also came up, just in time to see Zhao Qingyan uncover the lid of the pumpkin cup, and a pungent smell of rice rushed to the face, which made people's index fingers move instantly.

She couldn't help but be shocked, "Young grandma, you actually use pumpkin to make a pot to cook porridge?" Also, this porridge is really delicious! ”

"Japonica rice strengthens the spleen and stomach, pumpkin nourishes the body and invigorates qi, and can also help digestion, both of which can improve Chen'er's appetite." Zhao Qingyan explained, while scooping up a spoonful of rice soup with porridge oil and sending it to Chen'er's mouth, "Come, good Chen'er, can you taste the food that my mother cooked for you?" ”

Seeing the rice porridge, Chen'er reflexively showed a look of disgust, but as soon as she frowned, a sweet fragrance different from the previous aroma came to her nose, which was actually a little ...... Smells?

Chen'er looked at the golden and lovely pumpkin, then at Zhao Qingyan's encouraging eyes, pursed her lips, and opened her mouth tentatively.

Hey? Fragrant, sweet, won't want to vomit?

Chen'er was surprised, her eyes widened, and then she unconsciously fell on the magical golden pumpkin.

"Great, the little master didn't vomit, and he still wants to continue eating! This is the first time in a few days! ”

The pothos was also hooked by the fragrance of the rice porridge, and the worms rolled more and more, and couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, "I really want to taste it!" ”

Zhao Qingyan couldn't help but chuckle: "Don't worry, I will satisfy you!" ”

Although Chen'er's appetite opened up a little, she still didn't eat much, and the rest of the porridge was cheaper than pothos.

She couldn't wait to hold the whole pumpkin cup, scooped a mouthful of porridge into her mouth, and suddenly showed an expression of enjoyment and surprise:

"It's so fragrant, so sweet, it's better than the champion and the first porridge in Liang Kee Porridge Shop for one or two silver bowls! Young grandma, in the past, I only saw you talking but not moving, but I didn't expect you to cook so well! ”

Zhao Qingyan pretended to be confident, half-serious and half-joking: "That is, your young grandmother is deeply hidden, and she knows a lot of things!" ”

The pothos really has no doubt that the matter of cooking seems to have passed the road inadvertently.

After washing up and coaxing Chen'er to sleep, Zhao Qingyan patted him gently, and his thoughts fell on the empty rice jar in the kitchen.

In her memory, there were seventeen or eighteen people in this Zhuangzi, old and young, although they were all old, weak, sick and disabled, but the little rice in the tank probably couldn't last for a few days.

Although she is confident that she will leave with Luluo and Chen'er, and she will definitely survive with her skills, but the Huaienhou Mansion will definitely investigate it, after all, the remaining people are a few living lives, and she has no way to leave them and starve to death.

So, how can we feed this family?

Looking for the Hou Mansion? Don't even think about it.

Farming? Not to mention that Zhuangzi was built at the foot of the mountain, and the surrounding area is either a barren mountain or a barren wasteland, even if you can cultivate the land, it is too late to sow seeds now!

Even to put down his face and beg, the surrounding area is deserted.

Zhao Qingyan pulled his hair and said irritably: "Ahhhhh ”

The green pothos who was keeping vigil on the couch at the other end of the room was not asleep yet, and when she heard this, she couldn't help but laugh "poof": "What does the young grandmother think, where can there be such a good business?" Unless you go to robbery! ”

"Robbery?" Zhao Qingyan muttered to himself, and suddenly sat up abruptly and shouted, "Robbery!" ”

Her voice was so excited that it almost woke Chen'er up.

Zhao Qingyan hurriedly patted him a few times to put him back to sleep, and then said to Luluo in a low voice and excitedly: "Luluo, you are really my good girl, you gave me such a good idea!" You're right, let's go and rob tomorrow! ”

The pothos was taken aback, only to feel that the beautiful eyes of her master in the dark were about to emit green light.

She shuddered and wrapped the quilt tightly: "Less, young grandma, slave, slave maid, slave maid is just joking......"

At the same time, the Huai'en Hou Mansion was brightly lit and full of people, because Wen Qiao, the son of the Hou Mansion who had been away from home for three years, had finally arrived home.

The middle door of Huai'enhou's mansion was wide open, Huai'enhou Wen Puyang and his wife Cheng personally greeted the door, and there was a neat and rapid sound of horses' hooves on the street, and a team of armored cavalry came from afar, and in a blink of an eye, they came to the front.

The young general at the front in the silver helmet and silver armor, and the big red cloak behind him was blown by the wind and fluttered, it was Wen Qiao. Even if he is full of anger and coldness, he can't hide the extreme handsomeness of his face, but adds to the heart-wrenching charm.

Coming to the gate of the Marquis of Huaien's mansion, Wen Qiao raised his hand, the cavalry brushed and strangled the reins, and those war horses stopped with a long neighing at the same time, neatly aligned, and it could be seen that the law was strict and well-trained.

Wen Qiao turned over, dismounted, knelt on the ground, and said loudly: "Don't Xiaozi meet my father and mother!" ”

Huai Enhou is a man of letters and has a modest temper, but at this moment, he couldn't help but pull his son up and laughed loudly: "It's good to come back, it's good to come back!" ”

Mrs. Cheng looked at her son's eyebrows and eyes, which were becoming more and more sharp because of the wind and sand and the shadow of the sword, and couldn't help but moisten her eyes: "My son has suffered!" ”

Saying that, Huai Enhou's concubines and concubines also came forward to see the eldest brother, and the family entered the house at this time, with a large feast, and the laughter and laughter were almost dyed into the thick night.

Wen Qiao held the wine glass in his hand, with a slight smile on the corner of his lips, and while dealing with the conversation, his eyes scanned the feast, and his brows furrowed without a trace.

Why didn't you see Chen'er and ...... The woman?