This is really too far away, He Zhichun sighed, she had never invited a doctor in her previous life as a Cui clan wife, not to mention that she didn't want to be with Cui Jiu anymore in her life.

First of all, she has to be rich, He Zhichun thought, took out a bowl cake that had just been quietly stuffed into his sleeve pocket, and bit it hard.

The bowl cake is sweet and sour, soft and glutinous, which makes He Zhichun's eyes shine, she is not the kind of person who feels sorry for herself and is sad all day long. In those ten years, although she did not have a room with Cui Jiuyuan, the position of the sect woman was firmly seated.

The things that she didn't learn in the boudoir originally, Cui Jiu's mother taught her all the things she didn't learn by hand. And she has an invincible ability, which is a good cook.

Isn't she worried that the He family's foundation is too shallow, and she is embarrassed and has no money to ask He Zhiqiu to be a good man? She can open a restaurant and do business! She is a girl, and she is not afraid that because she is in business, she will not be able to take the imperial examination, as long as He Yu does not fall, she is a little lady of the official family.

The more He Zhichun thought about it, the brighter his eyes became, and he couldn't wait to return to the room immediately, take the four treasures of the study, and quickly write down all the ideas that came to mind. Just then, the door suddenly opened.

"Little Aqiao, don't kneel, come out quickly. Daddy just let go of this old face, and he won't let the Cui family do anything to you. It's just that in the end, it's our fault, Daddy prepared some courtesy, and led you to take the blame together. ”

When He Zhichun heard the sound at the door, his nose was sore, and he rushed out, threw himself into He Yu's arms, and shouted "Daddy".

Seeing He Zhichun like this, He Yu was surprised for a moment, touched her head, and when she was frightened, she couldn't help but complain a little in her heart about the Wang family, where is the child who doesn't make mistakes, locked up in this black light, everyone will be afraid, Ah Qiao, she is just an eight-year-old girl.

"Don't be afraid, Daddy is here."

He Zhichun listened, but he cried loudly. If there is anyone in this world who spoils her the most, it is He Yu.

Among the juniors of the entire He family, He Yu only gave her the name A Qiao, she is not the eldest sister, and she is not the youngest sister, it is said that she is the most neglected one, but He Yu has been holding her in his hands for fear of falling, and he is afraid of melting in his mouth.

When she married Cui Jiu, A-Niang was fine, but He Yu cried all the way, until she was sent to Linxian, and then she was reluctant to return to Yuezhou step by step.

He Zhichun is eight years old, and he loves to laugh the most, He Yu has not seen her like this for a long time, so he hurriedly squatted down, wiped her tears for her, patted her back vest again, and was about to take her hand, but found that she was still barefoot, and her ankles were swollen and purple.

He Yu snorted coldly, "Ah Qiao come up, Daddy will carry you." ”

He Zhichun hiccuped and threw himself on He Yu's back, He Yu carried her back to the house, and said along the way, "Ah Qiao, Daddy knows that you didn't mean to, but the Cui family's Xiaolangjun was injured because of you, and ......"

He Yu said, his voice gradually softened.

He Zhichun knew what he was going to say, and hurriedly covered He Yu's mouth with his hand, "It's Ah Qiao's fault, it's just that Daddy doesn't want to prepare any generous gifts, Cui Jiu's family is rich, and he will send out the inkstone you cherish the most, and people won't put it in their eyes." I made some fillet soup and served it, and that's it. ”

In his previous life, He Yu gave away the inkstone, which was the only thing he could get into the eyes of the family. It's just that He Zhichun still remembers He Yu's sad expression when Cui Jiu's bastard smashed the inkstone on the ground.

"Fillet soup?" He Yu was a little puzzled, "Is it a dish that Ah Qiao came up with?" ”

He Zhichun was in a trance, at this time she said that she would not be able to make fish fillet soup. Yuezhou people are born with a dexterous tongue, eating fish and spitting out thorns is like an innate talent, there is no need for a slice of fish at all, they are just stewed and eaten.

The most common thing that ordinary people eat is white radish stewed with silver carp, which is very delicious.

"Well, black fish is good for wound healing, Cui Jiu is from the Northland, and he is not good at eating fish, so I thought of a new food."

As she spoke, He Yu had already carried her into the house, and when He Zhiqiu saw it, he hurriedly brought new shoes and socks, "Sister, these shoes were made by me only a few days ago, and they were originally made bigger, and now you are wearing them just right." ”

He Zhichun took it, looking at the koi embroidered on it, vividly, and when he saw He Zhiqiu, he didn't put in much effort.

"The soles of the shoes hurt your hands too much, you are still young, don't do it in the future, let the mother-in-law or the white lotus root do it."

He Zhichun changed his shoes, and He Yu carried her to the kitchen again, he was born in a poor peasant family, and he didn't have any idea of a gentleman cooking, so he moved a small stool and sat on the side to watch He Zhichun.

"Ah Qiao has really grown up, and he actually makes a good knife technique."

He Zhichun opened his mouth and smiled, the movements in his hands were not slow at all, and soon a black fish fillet more than a foot long was turned into a piece, and a fish bone connected to the fish head was cleanly placed on the side of the board.

Then she poured oil into the pot, heated the bottom of the pot, took the green onions, ginger and garlic and stir-fried them until fragrant, and stirred the fish fillets until they were golden brown, and then put the fish bone soup to stew, and added a few red wolfberries on top.

When the aroma in the house was fragrant, He Yu felt that his saliva was three thousand feet, so He Zhichun took the fish fillet soup in a clay pot and put it in a food box.

Seeing that the food box was empty, she searched in the kitchen again, made a stuffed pork ribs with tempeh, and carefully cut a plate of pickled radishes commonly used by Yuezhou people. Seeing that the He family's morning food today was dumplings, she took another plate, fried it in oil, and put it in the food box together.

"Daddy, let's go." He Zhichun prepared the food box and limped to He Yu, He Yu was stunned for a long time before coming back to his senses. The food of Daqing people is mainly roasted and stewed, and when they encounter good fish, they even eat yusheng directly.

It was the first time he had seen such a method as He Zhichun frying, and he couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded. Fortunately, she likes to eat on weekdays, and He Yu was not suspicious.

He Mansion is not far from Cui Yuanjun's mansion, and after a street corner, you will arrive at a corner. When he arrived at the corner of the street, the morning market had not yet dispersed, and the smell of snacks was everywhere, He Zhichun saw that the business of selling bowl cakes was very good, and the steamer had bottomed out.

There was also a pair of brothers and sisters sitting in front of the bamboo basket and shouting: "Fresh peaches, home-grown, Bao Tianla!" ”

He Zhichun listened to the familiar local accent and couldn't help but crack his mouth and smile.

He Yu looked at her happy appearance and asked, "Ah Qiao wants to eat peaches, so I will apologize to Cui Xiaolang, and Daddy will buy peaches with you to eat." ”

He Zhichun nodded, "Daddy, let's go in." ”

Looking at the vermilion gate on Cui Yuanjun's mansion, the father and daughter invariably straightened their waists, although they were weak, but their backbones would not bend.