Yaxiang pursed her lips and suddenly closed her mouth.

Yan Xiaoyan turned her head and saw that she had inadvertently said the wrong thing and was about to make a big mistake, so she couldn't help but reach out and pat the back of her hand comfortingly in the quilt: "Because of what?" Just tell me the truth, I don't have those twists and turns. ”

Ya Xiang glanced at her with big eyes, "Hmm, some people still say...... The old man married Aunt Liu because she was very similar to the girl's mother-in-law, the late Aunt He. said that the master has been thinking about Aunt He for so many years. ”

Yan Xiaowei secretly said in her heart, if this rumor was true, it would be too amazing.

She really couldn't imagine that under Father Yan's old-fashioned and cold appearance, there was such an infatuation hidden. Could this be the legendary romance of the literati?

Suddenly, I remembered that when the Liu family saw him at the Li family, he once said that his appearance was exactly the same as that of the He family when he was young, if the rumors were true, then Aunt Liu and himself would also have some similarities?

However, according to Yan's father's deep affection for the He family, and now his love for Aunt Liu, why is his attitude lukewarm when he sees her, a daughter who has been separated for many years and looks like an old friend? She couldn't come up with an answer after thinking about it.

On the second day, the sky outside had just lit up with a white fish belly, and Ya Xiang quietly got up, for fear of alarming Yan Xiaoyi, who was sleeping, so she tiptoed up and went to the housekeeper's mother-in-law in front to get the ingredients, and prepared to prepare breakfast in the small kitchen of Mufeng Courtyard.

When I came back, I found that Yan Xiaowei had woken up, dressed and was stretching out her arms and legs to move the muscles and bones on her body in an indecent posture.

Yan Xiaowei has always been self-reliant, she was washed by Yaxiang's awkward service last night, and she refused to let her help this morning. While sighing in his heart that he was not the young lady's life, he simply pulled his hair and followed Yaxiang into the small kitchen.

Ya Xiang squatted on the ground with a fire fold to light the fire in the stove, and suddenly found that Yan Xiaoyu had entered the kitchen at some point and was startled.

"Girl, how did you get into the kitchen? Is it hungry? Why don't you eat some snacks to cushion your stomach first! ”

She scratched her head: "I've only been in the house for a short time, and I'm not as good at cooking as other sisters, and it always takes a long time to be clumsy every time." Now that I am the only one serving in our small courtyard, I wanted to do it early before the girl got up, but I didn't expect the girl to wake up so early. ”

Yan Xiaowei squatted on the ground with her, threw two pieces of wood into the stove that was burning with straw, tilted her head to look at the ingredients in the vegetable basket on the side, there were fish, meat and vegetables, these days I was tortured by the Li family's bean rice and the temple's vegetarian fast, and now when I saw this, the gluttonous worm was hooked up all of a sudden.

So he looked at Yaxiang with a smile: "Since that's the case, then you go to steam the rice, and I'll make the soup, so it's faster." ”

Ya Xiang was surprised: "Girl, do you want to cook?" ”

This...... The new lady who entered the house is too unshelfing!

Yan Xiaoyan nodded and didn't speak, but her hand moved.

He took out a crucian carp from the side, took a knife, turned the fish around flexibly with his slender fingers, scraped the scales neatly, removed the internal organs, washed it cleanly, sprinkled it with salt and plum wine, and set it aside to marinate.

Then he took two apples from the basket, washed them, peeled them, removed the cores, and cut them into small pieces. At this time, the pot was already hot by Yaxiang, Yan Xiaoyan put oil in the pot, and threw the pickled crucian carp into the pot with a "swish".

After stir-frying with a shovel a few times, the sides of the crucian carp will turn crispy golden brown and exude an attractive fish aroma.

Yan Xiaomei scooped an appropriate amount of water, added it to the pot, and simmered slowly over low heat.

After a while, the milky white soup of the fish soup began to tumble incessantly, and the misty white steam lifted the lid of the pot and rattled.

Seeing that it was almost there, Yan Xiaoyan put the cut apples in it, and grabbed a handful of wolfberries from the cupboard and sprinkled them in.