Mrs. Yuan, who has always been strong, could not withstand the blow of her son's death, and she couldn't afford to be sick, so she died in the second year, and in the same year, the Yuan Master married a wife, and also brought a son, it is said that the woman is the outer room of the Yuan Master, and her son was also born to the Yuan Master.

Strange to say, when Li Lian was crazy, her memory was not very clear, everything was chaotic, but now everything suddenly became clear.

She was clear, and immediately noticed that something was wrong, it is said that the Yuan master and Mrs. Yuan had a deep relationship, even if his son was sick and weak, he never thought of taking a concubine, but why would he remarry less than a year after Mrs. Yuan's death, and have a son who is about the same age as Yuan Shu?

Besides, Mrs. Yuan, she has always been an assertive, skillful, and resolute woman, will such a woman really collapse because of her son's death, and die so strangely?

I'm afraid it's a bit boring.

Rong Ying lay on the bed and thought silently, it would definitely not work to sit still, and the ending would definitely be the same as Li Lian's memory.

But there is very little she can do now, after all, she is a newly married daughter-in-law, at least in the eyes of others, she is an outsider now.

Rong Ying got up early the next morning to make breakfast for Yuanshu, although the Yuan family has a cook, but some things are different to do by themselves.

The porridge slow-cooked in chicken broth is soft and sticky, and the torn shredded chicken is sprinkled with some finely chopped green onions to enhance the flavor when it comes out of the pot.

Cut the fresh bamboo shoots finely, put them into the matsutake mushroom and old ginseng soup that has been boiled overnight, blanch them, drip a few drops of sesame oil and vinegar, the fragrance of fresh bamboo shoots comes to the face, but unfortunately Yuanshu's body can not eat spicy food, otherwise put some oil and spicy seeds, sour and spicy delicious, it is called appetizing.

"Young lady, young master, he usually doesn't eat meat." The cook hesitated but said.

This young lady may be kind enough to cook for the young master, but she doesn't know much about the young master's tastes, so she makes things that the young master doesn't eat.

"Well, I'll serve another breakfast from the kitchen, and I'll eat it myself." Rong Ying said with a good-natured smile.

The cook breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly prepared a breakfast for Rong Ying and asked her to bring it back together.

When Rong Ying went back, Yuan Shu had already gotten up and was washing under the service of the little maid.

"My mother said that I didn't need to go to ask for peace, why didn't Xianggong sleep a little longer?" Rong Ying said, in a natural tone, as if the two of them were already half of the old husband and wife who had lived together for many years.

"I'm used to it, and I can't sleep at this hour." Yuanshu smiled, his eyes fell on the tray in her hand and asked curiously, "What is this?" "It's so fragrant, it doesn't feel like it's the same as what he usually eats.

"I made you breakfast, but the cook said you don't eat meat, so I also got you a vegetarian porridge, which one do you want to eat?"

"Then try the lady's handiwork." Yuanshu couldn't help but say, the fragrance kept drilling into his nose, and the long-lost gluttonous insects were hooked out, shouting for him to pay tribute to the Five Organs Temple.

Rong Ying is still very confident in his craft, although they all use the same ingredients, but the processing techniques are different, and the taste of the food is also very different, which can be seen from the fact that Yuan Shubi drinks half a bowl of porridge on weekdays.

Rong Ying herself is a foodie, usually she thinks about how to eat when she has nothing to do, she is really not used to eating the food in this kitchen, maybe because there are vegetables in the vegetarian porridge, there is a faint astringency, she only drank two sips and was unwilling to eat again.