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Chu Liang really didn't want the little cub to come to abolish the village, but seeing the little daughter-in-law holding her breath and her cheeks flushed, he didn't dare to follow his thoughts, so he only snorted and said: "Originally, I didn't want Xiaobao to make trouble for you, but since I think about my son so much, there's nothing wrong with taking him over, I'll let Luan Ying go over, and I'll definitely see him tomorrow morning!" ”

Pan'er stared at the man in front of her with a pair of apricot eyes, as if she was looking at whether Chu Liang was lying.

Chu Liang clenched his fists and directly ordered Luan Ying, who rushed back to the capital that night and sent Xiaobao to Zhuangzi the next day.

As soon as she saw her son, Pan'er didn't think about leaving, after all, staying in Zhuangzi was much more comfortable than the Hou Mansion, so why did she have to find it by herself?

Since being robbed to Suzhou by Yelu, Pan'er hasn't seen Xiaobao a few times, at this moment the child is being held in Luan Ying's arms, and when she sees Pan'er, she still doesn't dare to recognize it, her big black eyes glance at her vigorously, and her bulging face is full of doubts.

The tip of Pan'er's nose was sour, and she quickly took Xiaobao into her arms, and choked up: "Why doesn't Xiaobao recognize his mother?" Mother misses your tight ......"

Hearing the familiar voice, Xiaobao confirmed the identity of the woman in front of him, rubbed his head in Pan'er's arms, his face flushed, and whispered: "Xiaobao didn't forget his mother, it's, I just didn't see it." ”

The child is soft, even if he is weaned, he has a milky fragrance on his body, Pan'er is not rare enough, so he sat on the stool directly with the child, and let Mrs. Wu bring the milk eggs over and feed Xiaobao one bite at a time.

Pan'er also went to see it when she was making goat milk before, and took the opportunity to add some spiritual spring water to the goat's milk, and put some fried almond powder when steaming milk eggs, because the almond flour is finely ground, and it not only tastes like no slag, but is extremely tender and fragrant.

Xiaobao's amount of food followed Chu Liang, and he ate a small half bowl in a blink of an eye, Pan'er reached out and touched his round belly, and didn't dare to feed it again.

"I want to." Xiaobao stopped doing it, pointing to the porcelain bowl with milk eggs, and his little body twisted around in Pan'er's arms, not honest.

The child just turned two years old, and during the time when his mother was not around, Ling took care of Xiaobao very well, and as soon as the child began to wash his hair, Ling had his hair shaved, leaving only a small handful of the back of his head, tied a braid, and dangled at the back of his head.

When he was born, Xiaobao looked more like Pan'er, and his face was so delicate, but now that he looks at it, his eyebrows and eyes are very similar to Chu Liang, very heroic, and very naughty, and he is well-behaved and cute in front of adults.

Holding down the tender little hand, although Pan'er loved the child, she was reluctant to let him eat and hold on, uncomfortable all day, and said softly:

"I ate a lot today, let's taste something else, the Nanguo pear tree in Zhuangzi has borne fruit, I'll ask someone to get you some, taste it?"

The food in the waste village is not as exquisite as the Hou Mansion, but it is better than a wide variety of ingredients, and the ingredients are fresh, even if there is not too much process cooking, the taste in the mouth is not bad at all.

Xiaobao's face obviously showed a trace of hesitation, but he didn't want to make his mother angry, so in the end he could only nod his little head, glanced at his father's blue and black tense face, his little body was excited, his arms wrapped around Pan'er's neck, and the whole person couldn't wait to shrink into a ball.

Seeing this, Chu Liang's face became even more ugly.

He knew what it would be like to take the little cub to the waste village, before Chu Jin, this kid was the most sticky to his mother, even if he couldn't speak, he was desperately pestering Pan'er, and when he didn't see his mother, he screamed with his throat, crying hoarsely.

A few times at night, the little daughter-in-law's clothes were stripped by him, and she was about to eat it in her mouth, and the cry of the baby suddenly sounded in the Qingyu Building next door, and Pan'er didn't care about Chu Liang's arrow on the string and had to send it, so she put on her clothes in two by three, and trotted away from the master bedroom.

The big and round eyes glanced at Chu Liang, Xiaobao hugged Pan'er tighter, and asked in a low voice: "Mother, Xiaobao wants to sleep with you tonight......"

After being separated from her son for a few months, Xiaobao was not a little rusty, and she was as intimate as ever with herself, Pan'er was naturally happy in her heart, and she was busy responding: "You just sleep in the house at night." ”

Chu Liang coughed.

The man sat on the round stool with great strides, and tapped his long fingers on the table: "The nurse She also came with her, She is the old man in our house, she has taken care of Xiaobao for so long, and the child is used to it, so it is better to let She watch it, so as not to make you tired." ”

Pan'er knew what kind of virtue Chu Liang was, so she didn't speak according to his meaning at all, waved her hand and said, "I remember that you still have something to deal with, after all, Yan Hongyi hasn't been sent yet, let's get busy first......"

Seeing that the little daughter-in-law was so ruthless, Chu Liang's heart became even more uncomfortable, he gritted his teeth fiercely, snorted and walked out of the house, Pan'er didn't care about him, just asked Mrs. Wu to take Nanguo pears and wash them for Xiaobao to eat.

Before Pan'er told Liu's to let her make osmanthus duck and sell it in Rong'anfang, after Liu's sent Li Fugui away, he killed the duck at home, made it into osmanthus duck, and let Zhou Zhuangtou drive the car to the shop in Beijing.

Rong Anfang has long been established in the city, Mrs. Zhao is a talented businessman, the craftsmanship is not bad, the original store is smaller, the number of people doing the work is also less, naturally busy with work, at the beginning of this year, Mrs. Zhao opened another branch in Beijing, the business is still booming, more money is recorded every month, and many old shops in the capital are compared.

When Zhou Zhuangtou sent the osmanthus duck to the shop, Mrs. Zhao happened to be making powder in the back kitchen, and when she heard that someone in Zhuangzi was coming, she hurriedly lifted the curtain and walked out, and saw at a glance that it was packed in a bamboo basket and wrapped tightly in oiled paper.

Mrs. Zhao's nose was very smart, and before she walked in, she smelled a faint smell of meat, raised her chin and asked, "What is the food in it?" ”

Zhou Zhuangtou didn't talk to her sloppily, and said honestly: "Mrs. Liu asked the Liu family to make osmanthus duck before, and I thought it tasted good, so I made a lot more, and I was ready to put it in the shop to try to sell. ”

While speaking, Mrs. Zhao took out an osmanthus duck from the frame, asked the guy to take the plate out, and lifted the oil paper layer by layer, and the smell of duck meat mixed with the aroma of osmanthus immediately pounced out, which was really fragrant.

Holding the kitchen knife for slaughtering meat in her hand, Mrs. Zhao cut the osmanthus duck into small pieces a few times, put it on the plate, pinched up a piece of duck leg meat and tasted it, and nodded while chewing: "Liu's osmanthus duck is really good, the meat quality is not firewood, and the fragrance is unique, but the osmanthus season is short, what if the flowering period is over?" ”

"It doesn't hurt to pass the flowering period, there is also a famous dish called saltwater duck in Jinling, and the method is similar to osmanthus duck, which will definitely not delay you to make money."

Earlier, Pan'er gave Mrs. Zhao a dry share, and now Mrs. Zhao is also the shopkeeper of Rong'an Fang, so she naturally does her best and will not be slack.

"Cheng, you go back and tell Madame, I will sell osmanthus duck in the shop for a while, and if it sells well, I will make more ......."

Zhou Zhuangtou got the words, he smiled, his dark face showed a mouthful of white teeth, and the eyes of the people who shook hurt him.

He took out a piece of broken silver from his arms, handed it to Mrs. Zhao, and said with a shy face: "Aunt Zhao, you weigh me some pickles, the jar I bought before was all snatched away by the turtle sons in Zhuangzi, and I didn't eat any of them, and now my heart is like a cat scratching, and there is no taste for eating." ”

Mrs. Zhao and Zhou Zhuangtou are also old acquaintances, hearing this, they couldn't help laughing and scolding, took a jar and filled him with a lot of braised vegetables, and added a handful of lamp shadow beef as an add-on, Zhou Zhuangtou didn't think his hands were dirty, pinched a shredded beef and stuffed it into his mouth, and said vaguely: "Aunt Zhao's craftsmanship is really getting better and better, and our Xiaojin is really blessed." ”

Xiaojin is the only daughter of Mrs. Zhao, a few months older than Chu Jin, and now she is also a tender little girl, living in the wing room upstairs in Rong'an Fang, eating vegetables and fruits produced in Zhuangzi all year round, looking like a white-faced steamed bun, making people want to pinch her little face.

"It's sweet in your mouth!" Mrs. Zhao snorted, and suddenly seemed to think of something, and said: "A woman came to our shop before, and inquired about the identity of Mrs., I always feel that something is wrong, you go back and remember to tell Mrs. ......"

Zhou Zhuangtou was also vigilant, and after asking about the woman's appearance and attire, he drove back to Shilipo in a cart.

Liu Gao happened to be in the open space at the entrance of the village, digging a pit with a shovel in his hand, preparing to plant the persimmon tree in the ground.

As soon as he saw Zhou Zhuangtou, he asked at the top of his voice: "How is the osmanthus duck made by my mother-in-law sold?" ”

Zhou Zhuangtou walked to the front and hid the jar with pickles behind him, the lamp shadow beef that Mrs. Zhao gave him Bai Rao before, he had already eaten it along the way, and he had a spicy smell when he burped.

As soon as he approached, Liu Gao snorted, glanced straight at Zhou Zhuang's hand behind his back, and asked, "Did you buy pickles and come back?" I'll give you the money, and you can divide it......"

Zhou Zhuangtou just couldn't hear it, and said: "Your daughter-in-law's osmanthus duck has just been delivered, how do I know how it will be sold?" However, the business of Rong'an Fang is good, and you also know the taste of osmanthus duck, and it must sell well. After a pause, Zhou Zhuangtou stretched out his hand and pointed forward and said, "You are busy here first, I still have something to find my wife, so I will leave first." ”

Saying that, Zhou Zhuangtou was about to run away with the donkey cart, Liu Gao also worked all year round, and he was very athletic, so he stopped Zhou Zhuangtou, and with a sweep of his eyes, he found the jar of Rong'anfang, and said unceremoniously: "Old Zhou, since you are in a hurry, let me help you drive and deliver things, how many years have we been brothers, don't see me outside!" ”

Liu Gao snatched the pickle jar into his hand, took out the silver and threw it to Zhou Zhuangtou.

"My mother hasn't eaten at all lately, and she can eat more with pickles, so if you know that you go to the shop and help me bring a jar, won't it be over? My tiger also loves to eat the osmanthus cake in the shop, which is soft and glutinous, and the taste is really good. ”

When the words fell, Liu Gao walked directly to the house with the jar, leaving Zhou Zhuangtou alone and stomping his feet angrily.

Zhou Zhuangtou walked to the small courtyard where Pan'er lived, looked at the little doll in his arms, and muttered to himself, feeling that the little young master was really chubby, and his arms were white and tender like lotus roots, which made people want to take a bite.

He kept rushing this morning, and finally tossed back to Zhuangzi, except for the lamp shadow beef, he hadn't eaten anything else, and he was probably hungry at the moment, and he wanted to take a bite when he saw the white little master.

Grunt.

There was a burst of screams in her stomach, Pan'er pursed her lips, thinking in her heart to save some face for Zhou Zhuangtou, after all, such a big man, it is not good to make jokes.

But Xiaobao is an ignorant person, stretched out his tender little hand, pointed to Zhou Zhuangtou's belly, and giggled: "Uncle Zhou also wants to eat meat, mother, quickly take out the roast rabbit legs!" ”

As soon as this kid came to Zhuangzi, he was worried about the rabbits in the back mountain, and he had to let his father roast the rabbits, but the child was weak, so he could only eat some light, and the barbecue meat did not add dogwood powder, cumin, peppercorns and the like, the taste was not right at all, and Pan'er was afraid that the roasted food would not be clean, so he never let go, how could he have thought that this kid was still worried.

Pan'er couldn't cry or laugh, and asked Luan Yu to bring a bowl of noodles over, it was an ordinary whistle noodle, Xiaobao glanced at it, and was not interested, so he lowered his head and played with his fingers, and his cheeks were bulging, obviously unhappy.

Zhou Zhuangtou didn't say anything polite to Pan'er, after all, they had known each other for many years, sitting directly on the threshold with a big sea bowl, Zhou Zhuangtou was snoring and snorting noodles, but he was still distressed about the pickles that had just been snatched by Liu Gao, even if he gave the silver, what was the use, if he wasn't familiar with Mrs. Zhao, he had to queue up if he wanted to get some pickles, maybe he wouldn't be able to buy them for a day!

wiped his mouth angrily, Zhou Zhuangtou entered the house, and first told Pan'er what Mrs. Zhao had explained.

"Aunt Zhao said, there is a woman who came to inquire about the life experience of the young lady, the woman is about thirty-four or five, and her facial features are somewhat similar to yours, but she is wearing a cotton skirt, and she doesn't look like a relative of the Hou Mansion......"

As soon as Zhou Zhuangtou said this, Pan'er guessed the identity of the woman, who else could Lin Sanniang who had gone to the palace to make trouble before?

In Lin Sanniang's eyes, she and the Lin family should have been a dead person a long time ago, how could she think of going to Rong'an Fang to inquire?

Pan'er didn't know that her pretense as the county lord had been known by the people of Ning Wangfu, and there were some rumors, but because this matter was related to the Huns, and it was not her intention, although the sage knew about it, he didn't mean to hold a woman accountable, so the news did not reach Pan'er's ears.

It's a pity that there is no impermeable wall in the world, Lin Sanniang stopped for a while, and pondered about the autumn wind in Shangning Wangfu, Fu Gonggong is a strict mouth, but other subordinates have broken mouths, and accidentally leaked the matter, so that Lin Sanniang knew that his sister and niece were still alive.

After inquiring, although I didn't find any trace of Lin's mother and daughter, but think about the appearance of the fake county lord, born like a fairy descending to earth, with a good figure, he is a man who likes him, even if he doesn't have much money in his hand, but as long as he marries out, he can receive a soft hand when he receives the bride price, if he is worse, he doesn't have to pay attention to his identity, he has to be the head of the lady, and he goes directly to the concubine room of the big family, and the silver he takes may be more!

The more Lin Sanniang thought about it, the happier she became, she only felt that God was helping her, and after so many years of hard life, there was finally a fragrant and hot pie smashed on her head.

It's a pity that Yun Niang's mother and daughter don't know where to hide, and Lin Sanniang took a lot of effort to find out that Rong'anfang has something to do with their mother.

If you want to say this Rong'an Fang, there is no one in the capital who doesn't know, it sells all kinds of food, there are many categories, and the taste is also very good, the most famous is her family's pickled vegetables, taking the next meal with porridge is a rare good thing, and it will not get hot if you eat too much, but unfortunately the price is not cheap, Lin Sanniang is a picky character, compared to the iron rooster, where is willing to spend the silver on food?

She asked carefully and found that Yun Niang was still the owner of the shop before, but later changed to the woman surnamed Zhao.

After scolding a few words in her heart, Lin Sanniang was distressed, and she only felt that the silver in Rong'anfang should be hers, how could she be cheaper than outsiders?

I went to the shop to inquire around, I wanted to find out the rumors, but I never thought that the new shopkeeper was shrewd, and I didn't ask for any useful news.

Pan'er waved her hand and said unconcernedly: "You don't have to worry about her, that woman has nothing to do with me, if you come to make trouble, just blast it away." ”

hugged Xiaobao for a whole day, the child's fat double chin came out, Pan'er's legs were numb, let Xiaobao walk on the ground, mother and son walked out of the door, and when they saw the mastiff and the wolf in the yard, Xiaobao was stunned at first, and then ran forward upside down, asking: "Two big dogs!" ”

The mastiff was raised by Chu Liang, and he had also smelled Xiaobao before, so he sniffed at this moment, stretched out his hot tongue, and licked it on the child's face, and the saliva was all flowing into Xiaobao's clothes.

"The big dog wants to eat me!"

Xiaobao screamed, ran behind Pan'er while wiping his face, hid for a while and looked at it, and found that the two big dogs did not come out, so he patted his chest and looked carefully.

Pan'er took Xiaobao's hand and said softly: "One is the Tibetan mastiff raised by your father, and the other is the wild wolf in the back mountain." ”

"Wolves?"

Staring at the big round eyes, Xiaobao saw the gray wolf, wanted to reach out and touch it, but was afraid of being bitten, and hesitantly stood on the side.

The wild wolf's nose was very smart, and he smelled the smell of Pan'er and Chu Liang from this little baby, knowing that this was the cub of the two of them, his eyelids drooped, and he lay on the ground, and he didn't pay attention to the little one.