Yang'er moved out of the palace after recovering from her illness, although this was Song Zhi's intention, Zhu Yue and Su Zheng also agreed.

Song Zhi felt that Yang'er stayed in the palace, but it was easy to become the handle of others.

She only felt very distressed when she saw Yang'er being sick like this, not to mention Chu Ji.

Although she still went home to live at night, she couldn't let go of Song Zhi, and she still came to the palace to serve during the day. Occasionally, I will bring Yang'er to play with the first child.

As soon as Yang'er recovered, the white and tender bubble meat came back, and the two children were together, like two white rice cakes.

Because there are children, Meteor took a big cover to surround the charcoal stove, and the child was not allowed to touch the spark at all.

The maids and maids in the house were crowded into a room, but fortunately the house was also large, otherwise they would have to stand at the base of the wall.

The water chestnut came back from outside, brought back a bag of Su-made snacks from the street, crumpled a shortbread while eating, and sprinkled it on the table, and called the two finches to eat.

"What's fresh? Let's eat one, too. Meteor saw the water chestnut nested in the corner eating alone, so he smiled.

"I look rough about the things I buy on the street." In fact, the taste of this cake is good, but the water chestnut is always reluctant to let the people in this house taste the things outside.

Song Zhi seemed to see through the mind of the water chestnut, turned his head from the inner room and smiled at her: "You have eaten almost half a pack, even if there is something good, I have tried it on you, so don't be stingy, let's eat some." ”

The water chestnut thought about it and thought it was the same, so he walked over with the snack bag in his hand.

Unexpectedly, when the two finches saw that their food was gone, they hurriedly flapped their wings and chased after them. It's a little smarter than those little dolls.

When everyone saw this funny scene, they burst into laughter.

The house was lively all afternoon, and the heating on the people was more than the charcoal fire.

The sky darkened unconsciously, and Yang Er was brought home month by month, and Chu Ji and Man'er sat on the soft carpet obediently and watched Cha Zhi perform a puppet show for them.

The puppet puppet was made by Chazhi herself, her father was originally a puppet show vendor walking the streets and alleys, and later because her mother was seriously ill, she had no choice but to sell her for a few packs of medicine money, she has been exposed to it since she was a child, and she has also learned some tricks.

"Yo, why is our brother's face red?" Qiu Pozi said.

She is a mother-in-law who specializes in charcoal fire, and she only sees her more times a year in winter.

Although Chu Ji couldn't understand the story in Chazhi's mouth, he could clearly see the funny puppet controlled by her five fingers, and he was watching intently, so he wouldn't pay attention to the woman's words.

Meteor is bringing a bowl of warm water to the two children, and in this hot room, it is easiest to get irritable when you don't know it.

She heard Mrs. Qiu's chatter, and bent down to look at the red marks on Chu Yu's face, which were only thin, like a pale red line.

Meteor is suspicious of scratching with fingernails, but the barbarian has almost no nails, and the adults are even more careful with the first child.

In order not to let Chu Ji hurt himself, the nurse would always use a special pair of small scissors to cut off his excessively long nails while he was asleep. So it can't be that he hurt himself.

"It must be that the son of the month is not careful, I look at his nails are a little long, and I love to rub on my brother's face."

Mrs. Qiu is not a talkative person on weekdays, although she knows that the relationship between Zhuyue and Song Zhi is not an ordinary master and servant, but in the end, she is the master who feels sorry for herself.

She is also an old servant in this house, and she knows how important it is. This was said in a low voice, and it did not mean for Song Zhi to hear it.

But this matter can't be hidden from Song Zhi, since the meteor has seen it, there is no reason not to say it, she got up and went to Song Zhi to talk about it.

Song Zhi was crouching in front of the bookcase to paint, painting a pair of obedient siblings, and the boy opened his eyes and looked surprised. The girl's eyes were crooked with a smile, and honey could flow from the corners of her mouth.

The two children are beautiful and lovely, and they are clearly her own two children.

"Do you have a pain at the beginning?" Song Zhi listened to Meteor's words, put down his pen and asked.

"There is only a little red mark, if the mother-in-law doesn't mention it, the slaves and maids haven't noticed it, and the little boy is also unaware."

The child doesn't have much strength, even if it's not light or heavy when playing, it won't hurt. It's just that the child's skin is delicate, and a light touch leaves traces.

"Tell the maid to look carefully when she looks at the child, what can the child know? If the first child is injured again, they should be punished, so is it possible to ask me to punish a child? ”

Song Zhi threw the pen away, walked out from behind the bookcase and walked to the side pavilion where the two children were.

She half-squatted down and looked at Chu Ji's face carefully, and gently pinched it, as if she was touching a rose ball sprinkled with powdered sugar.

"Chu Ji seems to be sweating a little." Song Zhi touched the back of Chu Ji's neck and felt a little sweaty, and then touched Man'er's chest, and his fingertips were also slightly wet.

Mrs. Qiu looked at Song Zhi's expression a little worriedly, for fear that she would plant this matter on herself.

"Mother Qiu removed some of the charcoal fire, the prince is coming back, he doesn't need such a hot charcoal basin, the nurse puts the suede hat on the two children, and it's almost the same."

Just a little red mark, a little more sweat, Song Zhi didn't plan to make a fuss, seeing that the two children were on the rise, he told the nurse to take care of it, and he went back to the book to continue the unfinished painting.

Cha Yun walked in lightly, and when she saw Song Zhi painting, she approached the bookcase and said to Song Zhi: "Madam, the one in Luoying Courtyard said that the day is her birthday, and I want to ask the kitchen for two more meat dishes." ”

Fen Rui suffered a big loss, and her body was a little depressed. Song Zhi asked someone to clean up an elegant courtyard and come out, moved her over, and recuperated. The side courtyard was a little far away from the main courtyard, and Song Zhi hadn't heard from Fen Rui for a long time, and he was about to forget about her.

"Just two meat dishes?" Song Zhi grabbed the pen and carefully studied his paintings.

"I said I wanted a pot of light wine." Cha Yun leaned forward and said.

"It's not a tricky request. It's only once a year on her birthday, so let her be. Song Zhi said lightly.

Cha Yunben didn't take this matter to heart, but the people in the kitchen were cautious and came to ask her, and she came to ask Song Zhi for advice, so she smiled and said, "Yes, the slave went back to her." ”

In this palace, except for Song Zhi and Shen Baiyan, if anyone else wants to order any additional dishes, they must say it in advance.

After all, there are kitchen rules in this kitchen, especially in the outer kitchen, and there are rules for the daily dishes, but it is not that you can increase it.

The small kitchen in the main courtyard is a little more casual, mainly because most of the small kitchens are used by Song Zhi, and although Mother Wei is still in charge of the small kitchen, it is actually rosin who has the final say.

The kitchenette had been bustling two hours earlier, and the maids seemed busy, but in fact there was a hint of order.

The fish pieces are marinated and steamed, and only a spoonful of hot oil wrapped in spicy seeds is poured into it, and the aroma of hot and salty is emerging.

The custard is mixed with broth, mixed with scallops and scallops, and carefully strained with gauze to remove the foam, then placed in a bamboo steamer and steamed with curling steam.

There has to be a little maid watching the fire all the time. The stove fire can't be fierce, otherwise the custard will be old, and the stove fire can't be weak, otherwise the custard won't take shape.

With such careful care for about a quarter of an hour, this imtender egg custard can be regarded as good.

The little maid presented the custard to Rosin Xiang, and Rosin saw that the surface of the custard was like a calm mirror, without a trace of extra wrinkles, and there was no half of the pores, so she nodded.

She took the clay pot beside her and dropped a small spoonful of lard into it. The lard slid from the left side of the custard to the right side, melting rapidly, leaving circles of oil splashes.

"How's Niu Yuezhan's stew? This is the dish that Madame ordered today. Rosin walked over to Forsythia and asked.

Forsythia doesn't know if it's because of the soup, but recently it has become more and more white and tender, and the eyebrows have stretched a little, and it looks a little more delicate.

She was wrapped in soup, her nose was full of aroma, Forsythia waved her hand twice, so that the white gas dissipated for a moment, and said to Rosin Xiang: "Sister Rosin, I just put the walnut meat in, and it will be fine in a quarter of an hour." ”

Rosin nodded, saw a strand of hair on Forsythia's lips, and reached out to stroke it for her. Then he said to the people in the small kitchen: "Be quicker, in half an hour, Mrs. should pass the meal." ”

The rosin hour was very good, and as soon as the dishes in the small kitchen were ready, Song Zhi passed the dishes.

As usual, Rosin Xiang personally took a group of little maids who delivered vegetables to Song Zhi's side hall, and before he entered the door, he saw Shen Baiyan's maid in the outer courtyard sending him documents, knowing that Shen Baiyan was back.

Rosin Xiang was the most suspicious, so he hurriedly lowered his head, neatly took the maids to arrange the dishes, laid out the dishes, and introduced a few words, and then left with the maids.

"Barbarian, come and taste this custard." This egg custard was specially prepared by Song Zhi in the small kitchen for Man'er.

Man'er's nurse Dongchun heard this, and hurriedly took the custard and prepared to feed it to Man'er.

Man'er sat on the table, she stood aside again, bent over, it was really awkward, Song Zhi saw that she was also very tired like this, so he said, "You take the princess and go back to the room to feed." ”

Dongchun was naturally happy and took the barbarian and left.

There were only three people left in this hall: Shen Baiyan, Song Zhi and Meteor.

"Today in the court, Ruohui asked someone to give a copy." Shen Baiyan watched Song Zhi drink a bowl of soup, and ate some fried tofu and winter bamboo shoots in abalone sauce before he said.

Song Zhi made a move, ate the half of the winter bamboo shoots on the chopsticks, and said, "Why?" ”

"She said she was harboring the daughter of a criminal minister." Shen Baiyan took a sip of walnut beef beef and beef moon exhibition soup, this soup has a complex taste, and it is unforgettable to drink it once, if you drink it often, you will get tired.

Shen Baiyan's words were not surprising to Song Zhi, although Rouyi's identity had been handled by Prime Minister Zeng many years ago, and the household registration and body deed were all there, but how could black become white?