Pearl poked Xie Chengnian's head, and only said, "Okay, I'm coquettish here again...... Hurry up and eat, beware of the cold, the ancestor's health was not very good a few days ago, and I didn't eat anything, so I just need more food today. ”

At today's table, my sister ordered a lot of things she loves to eat.

At this moment, Song Yunyao was snuggling in Shen Yibei's arms, and said softly: "...... In a few days it will be the birthday of my ancestors, and the birthday gift I prepared for my grandmother is a volume of Buddhist scriptures that I copied myself, what does the Hou Ye think? ”

Shen Yibei took out a hand to flip through the book, and said lightly: "The old ancestor likes everything you send!" It's just that this year, why did you think of sending Buddhist scriptures to your ancestors? ”

Song Yunyao said everything Xie Chengnian said a few days ago.

Hearing the end, Shen Yibei only frowned and said: "She has never had any good intentions, and the people in this mansion are afraid that they will take her words to heart with such solid eyes as you...... What's more, this time my grandmother celebrated her fiftieth birthday, where did the ordinary granddaughter-in-law send Buddhist scriptures? She shouldn't be playing tricks on you again, is she? ”

Seeing a look of disgust on his face, Song Yunyao's hanging heart was put down, even if Shen Yibei told her several times, she didn't like Orange Year at all, but she still couldn't help but test again and again, only in this way would she feel at ease!

Once a woman is insecure, it is terrible!

Now she said softly: "You, don't think too badly about the Year of the Orange, now she has changed, not to mention that I think about the birthday gifts given to the ancestors two years ago, she doesn't seem to like it very much, thinking about trying something else this year, maybe it will be in line with the ancestors' wishes!" And in the year of the orange, he has been serving by the side of the ancestor for many years, and it stands to reason that he should be able to understand the mind of the ancestor. ”

Shen Yibei said with a smile: "Since you have said so, then let it be, I just don't want you to be too tired." ”

Copying Buddhist scriptures is hard work, and I have to lie on the table all day to copy Buddhist scriptures, and I want to burn my eyes.

Moreover, Song Yunyao has never believed in the Buddha, which is even more torture for Song Yunyao, he can't bear to let his wife suffer this sin!

Song Yunyao's face was full of sweetness, and she said softly: "Although the old ancestor is your grandmother, isn't it also my grandmother now?" I should honor her old man, no matter how hard and tired it is, it's worth it, not to mention it's just copying a volume of Buddhist scriptures, I used to practice calligraphy in the study when I was a child, and it was a day, and it was not in the way......"

Saying that, she sighed softly, and only said: "But I look at the relationship between the old ancestor and the old lady these days, it seems that there is no room for turning around, yesterday I accompanied the old lady to ask the old ancestor to say goodbye, but the old ancestor didn't give the mother a good look at all, Hou Ye, what do you say about this?" ”

If it were a normal day, Shen Yibei would definitely be on the old lady's side, after all, it was the ancestor who wanted to cover up the Year of the Orange, so the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law quarreled.

But who knew that today he frowned slightly and said: "You don't have to meddle in such things in the future, when the time comes, you will be sandwiched between the old ancestor and the old lady, and you will not please the two ends, and whoever you help will always offend the other one." ”

Song Yunyao responded with a hello, but then she seemed to remember something, "Master Hou, it seems that after we came back from the Song family, you have always been lukewarm to the old lady, did something happen?" ”

Even if Shen Yibei is a well-known gentleman in Beijing, he is not without any sense of proportion, at least he is still very good to the three women in the house.

Especially when he thought that the old ancestor and the old lady were middle-aged widows, it was extremely difficult, so he thought that he would follow the old ancestor and the old lady everywhere, and there was no leakage every day in the morning and dusk.

But since he took Song Yunyao back from the Song family, it seems that he has changed as a person, although he still goes to ask the ancestor for peace every day, but the old lady doesn't go much, that is, Song Yunyao pulls him over, and he just leaves with a perfunctory word.

Even the old lady took her hand and asked her several times if something was wrong with Shen Yibei recently, and she didn't know what to say.

Shen Yibei closed the book in distraught, and only said: "It's nothing, you don't have to think nonsense, it's not early, go to bed early!" ”

After saying this, he stumbled, turned off the light, and lay down on the bed again.

Song Yunyao could even hear Shen Yibei's faint breathing, but she never felt that Shen Yibei was so strange, Shen Yibei would tell her everything before, but now something happened between Shen Yibei and the old lady......

She wanted to ask, but she was afraid to ask.

She knew Shen Yibei's temperament, even if she asked at this moment, Shen Yibei would definitely not say anything.

I don't know how long she lay down, and then she fell asleep in a daze.

But Shen Yibei lay down until the second half of the night, but he still didn't feel sleepy at all, and only walked outside by the hazy moonlight.

It's summer, and the nights aren't cool.

He had only planned to walk around the yard and go back, but after walking a few steps, he smelled the aroma coming from the kitchen.

It seems to have cumin powder mixed with the sweetness of honey, accompanied by a cool night breeze with a somewhat tempting atmosphere!

Shen Yibei involuntarily took a few steps in the direction of the small kitchen, and gently pushed open the door of the small kitchen, but saw a little girl holding a bowl and eating, "Who is it?" ”

Xie Chengnian turned around and saw that it was Hou Ye, his face changed in fright, and he only said, "Hou Ye, is it...... It's me, I'm hungry in the middle of the night, so I get up and make something to eat. ”

She has always wondered about this Hou Ye's temperament, what if she wants her to kneel in the small kitchen all night?

Shen Yibei's gaze fell directly on the bowl she was holding, and said, "What are you eating?" ”

Xie Chengnian hurriedly swallowed the unfinished half of the chicken wings, and he couldn't even spit out the bones, so he only said, "I eat chicken wings." ”

She was so frightened that she didn't even use honorifics.

Last time, although she made a plate of Orleans chicken wings, she sent them to Xunwei Building, and now she thinks about this thing so much, so she got up in the middle of the night and secretly made a few.

Shen Yibei wasn't very hungry originally, but now when he smelled the aroma, he only felt that his appetite was greatly boosted, "Do you still have the chicken wings you made?" ”

Hou Ye still eats chicken wings?

Xie Chengnian shook his head and said, "No, the last chicken wing has been eaten by me just now, Hou Ye shouldn't be hungry, right?" Why don't I call you up for the cook? ”

There is hot water in this small kitchen 24 hours a day, and someone has to be on duty at night, in order to be afraid that the master will be hungry and thirsty in the middle of the night, that is, Song Yunyao is good at talking, so the people on duty in the small kitchen like to be lazy.

Shen Yibei said as a matter of course: "No need, just make me a portion according to what you eat now." ”

Yo, I really don't have a backache when I stand and talk!

If he hadn't stood face to face with him, Xie Chengnian would have thrown a roll of his eyes at him, but ...... She didn't have the guts, "Back to the Hou Ye, this is the roasted chicken wings developed by the slave maid herself, before it was to marinate it in sauce for an hour or two, and then bake it for half an hour, it's so late, I'm afraid that when the chicken wings are finished, the sky will be bright...... Why don't you call the cook for you? ”

She didn't have the leisure to serve this little marquis, she was full of food and drink, and she should go back to sleep.

Shen Yibei looked at her and narrowed his eyes, and said lightly: "What, are you unwilling?" ”

Xie Chengnian said with a shy face: "It's not that the slave is unwilling, the slave and maid are just thinking that there are a lot of nobles and nobles, and I am afraid that it will delay the time of the Hou Ye, and it is really too troublesome to make this chicken wing......"

Despite Shen Yibei's cold eyes, she couldn't say any more, yes, she just didn't want to do anything?

But she still didn't have the courage to say this.

Shen Yibei sneered and said, "Then do you have any other specialty dishes?" Why didn't I hear my ancestor say that there was a maid who could cook by her old man's side? I didn't expect you to have quite a lot, and the hiding is quite deep! ”

That's not much of a compliment!

Xie Chengnian only laughed twice, and his sly gaze swept around him, and then he said tentatively: "Why don't you cook a bowl of noodles for you?" ”

It seems that cooking noodles is the easiest.

What's more, if she shirks it now, it seems that she can't say anything anymore.

Shen Yibei nodded and said, "Yes", he was really a little hungry.

Xie Chengnian rolled up his sleeves and began to cook noodles.

Cooking a bowl is a piece of cake for her, chicken soup is boiling on the stove in the small kitchen in the main courtyard all the time, she just needs to knead the dough, cut it into noodles, and then cut a few slices of marinated beef and throw it in, and finally sprinkle some green onions and pepper, and even fried a flowing egg for Shen Yibei, and this bowl of steaming beef and chicken noodle soup was served to Shen Yibei.

Shen Yibei was originally skeptical, but looking at her sloppy movements, the consternation in her eyes couldn't be stopped, the second-class maid next to the ancestor, although she was a maid, could eat, wear, live and travel as many ordinary girls as she was, and she wouldn't even go to the kitchen easily on weekdays, how could she cook?

He took a bite of the noodles and felt that the taste was excellent, much better than the noodles made by the chef in the small kitchen of the main courtyard.

He didn't like to eat pasta very much, but now he takes one bite after another.

Xie Chengnian on the side was already a little sleepy, and she just wanted to go back to sleep earlier, she was no more idle than Shen Yibei, and she had to get up early in the morning to work.

Finally waiting for Shen Yibei to finish eating a bowl of noodles, Xie Chengnian hurriedly said: "Master Hou, can the slave and maid go?" ”

Shen Yibei didn't feel sleepy at all, but it symbolized that it was not early at this time, so he only waved his hand at Xie Chengnian.

Xie Chengnian fled like a rabbit.

After eating and drinking, Xie Chengnian naturally slept until dawn, and when she arrived at Song Yunyao's side to serve, she yawned twice.

Fortunately, Song Yunyao is now concentrating on copying Buddhist scriptures, and she didn't notice her at all.