The golden warbler let out a crisp "belch", then got up and trotted into the yard.

Wan Wan said to the jade pigeon again: "Go and call Aunt Wang." ”

Yuge was a little stunned, but he was also relieved, got up and ran into the courtyard.

Yinque was stunned, and reminded carefully: "Madam, it was Mrs. Tai who asked them to kneel here." ”

Wan Wan asked, "Aren't they asking them to kneel here and wait for me to come back and deal with it?" ”

Yinque came to his senses and said, "Madame is generous and benevolent. I know that Madame has always loved us. ”

At this time, Aunt Wang had already hurried over.

Wan Wan first asked Aunt Wang: "Does Aunt Wang know what food is taboo in the ancestral hall?" ”

Aunt Wang replied truthfully: "Normally, it is not allowed to eat in the ancestral hall. If a noble family is punished into the ancestral hall for more than a day or two, he is allowed to eat some cooking cakes and water. ”

Wan Wan nodded and said to Aunt Wang: "Then please ask Aunt Wang to tell the spatula, bake the plate and cook the cakes." ”

Aunt Wang was stunned. Cookcakes are steamed in a basket, how to bake them? Besides, the baked dough is not a cooking cake.

When Wan Wan saw her expression, she knew that she had misunderstood. I don't know if the spatula knows how to bake the pancakes. So Wan Wan raised her feet and prepared to go to the small kitchen to guide the work in person.

Before stepping forward, Wan Wan did not forget to praise Yinque, "Good job." ”

Yinque was greatly encouraged, and when she saw that Wanwan was about to enter the courtyard, she asked, "Please show me, how to deal with this little hoove?" ”

Wan Wan said as she walked: "Let her know why the flowers are so red." ”

The voice fell, and Wanwan's figure had disappeared at the twists and turns of the bamboo forest path. In front of the courtyard gate, only the silver finch was left with a daze on his face.

Yinque's reaction ability is extremely fast, she didn't understand the meaning of Wanwan's words, so she didn't waste time guessing by herself, but directly said to Aunt Wang on the side: "Ask Aunt Wang, what does 'why are flowers so red'?" ”

Aunt Wang thought about it seriously and replied earnestly: "I don't know this. But I do know of a punishment called 'Blossom Red'. Embroider on the human body with the thinnest embroidery needle, threading the thread into the flesh and skin. I embroidered a pattern, and reborn to tear the threads off. At a glance, the flesh wound was as red as river flower brocade. ”

Yinque realized, and quickly said again: "Thank you Aunt Wang for your advice." ”

Aunt Wang is a warm and honest person. She simply felt that it would be too cold and hard to answer "I don't know" directly, so she made an association by the way. Make the conversation feel rich and harmonious. Why is the silver finch thanked?

The water scoop on the side rolled his eyes after hearing Aunt Wang's answer, and he leaned back straight.

Aunt Wang looked at her and was ruthless in her heart. This kind of hooves just used the vicious methods of Hua Jinhong, and they deserved it.

Thinking like this, Aunt Wang left here without any psychological burden. The silver finch circled around the water scoop a few times, and then squatted down and pulled out the small silver hairpin on the head and stroked it on the water scoop a few times, feeling that the technical content of Hua Jinhong was too high.

Yinque thought in her heart, in the end, she had never been in the courtyard of the deep house, and she was familiar with this method.

Thinking of this, she immediately got up, and walked a few steps closer to the courtyard gate with light steps, and asked Mrs. Tang, who was always guarding not far behind the door, to summon Zhuluan, Ziya, and Aunt Tan.

But none of them had ever been so ruthless. So all of them gathered around the water scoop to think about the implementation plan.

The summer night wind passes through the bamboo forest, and the bamboo shadows swaying to divide the lights into small pieces of light.

Outside the courtyard gate, Yinque was quite proud that his wife had entrusted such an important matter to him. In the end, the self-consciousness ability is still higher than that of the golden warbler.

At the gate of the courtyard, the golden warbler who was secretly comparing with the silver sparrow in her heart was also happy. She was next to Wan Wan helping the spatula make the baked pancakes.

A small stove where the tea is made is placed with a layer of copper wire mesh brushed with vegetable oil. The flat pancake was cut horizontally in the middle, skewered with chopsticks, and baked directly on the copper wire mesh. Brush the sauce on one side of the grill and the other side on top. When the aroma wafts out and the edges are browned, brush with a layer of sauce, grab a handful of black and white sesame seeds and sprinkle them thickly on both sides of the cookcake.

A skewer of baked pancakes is done.

The hands and feet of the spatula were fast, and ten skewers were quickly baked. At this moment, the soup has also been cooked. Jin Ying found a white porcelain soup can with a thermal cotton sleeve and filled it with a can. I found another set of bowls and spoons, and the ten skewers of baked cakes were neatly arranged into a small food box.

Wan Wan carried the food box in one hand and the soup can in the other, and went straight out of the small kitchen, running directly to the ancestral hall across the bamboo forest water.

Feng Qingcheng didn't expect Wan Wan to go and return so quickly. He also held a soup can, a food box. When she entered, she closed the door and handed him a bowl of calming soup.

Those fireworks exploded unexpectedly before, but Wan Wan was not worried that Feng Qingcheng would be injured, and it was okay to dodge those fireworks with his light skills. It's just that the sound is really loud, and it is still necessary to drink a jar of this calming soup.

Feng Qingcheng was stunned for a moment, and when he took the soup bowl, the temperature was slightly hot in his palm.

Wan Wan opened the food box, took a skewer of baked cooking cakes to him, and only said: "Use vegetable oil." ”

A plain word entered the ear, and even more into the heart.

His eyelashes twitched slightly, and he silently drank the bowl of soup, then took a gentle bite of the pancake. The burnt and crispy aroma blends in the mouth at the same time, and the slightly warm temperature blends all the aromas to present a different kind of deliciousness.

A hot bowl of calming soup will iron the stomach and intestines comfortably, and delicious cooking cakes will soothe the mouth, tongue and belly together.

For the first time, Feng Qingcheng felt that it was comfortable to eat some hot food with the doors and windows closed in the summer.

He silently finished eating the string of cooking cakes and took the soup bowl handed by Wan Wan at the right time. Hold the soup bowl in your hand and drink it slowly. After a moment of silence, he suddenly said: "The first time I was punished here by my grandmother, my mother also secretly asked people to send me food. A plate of cooking cakes, a jar of water. I took a bite and realized that it was not a cookcake but a meat bun. ”

In this time and space, steamed buns are actually steamed buns, which have fillings. It's flattened and shaped like a cooking cake, but it's not a cooking cake.

Feng Qingcheng had just sensed the intentions of the county lord of Xianghe at that time, and had just begun to follow her intentions. At that time, he still cared about the rules of etiquette in his heart, and no one knew how he ate the meat steamed bun in front of the ancestor's tablet one bite at a time. On the second day, I smiled and said to the county lord: Mother loves me the most.

Seeing that he looked like this, Wan Wan no longer made any sound, and only quietly accompanied him.

After a long time.

Feng Qingcheng raised his eyes again and said seriously to Wan Wan: "I promised Wan Wan that I would not drag down Wan Wan's official reputation, but I didn't expect to break my promise as soon as I got married. ”