Seeing that she looked serious, it seemed that something was really wrong, and Hongyang didn't bother her anymore, "Say it!" What's the matter? ”

"Next month is my Amma's birthday, can I go back to celebrate my birthday?" The reason why Yongshu asked this was because Yuehe suddenly talked about it yesterday, and she realized that she had not met the original owner's mother's family.

She was a little stunned in her heart, worried that she would show her stuffing when she went back, but according to Yuehe's meaning, her father's birthday is a big event, and it stands to reason that she, as a daughter, should go back to attend the birthday banquet, depending on what the attitude of the fifth master is.

Yongshu was anxious to know the result, so he asked Hongtian in advance what he meant. If he didn't, then she could have escaped it.

However, Hongyang said: "Uncle Yue's birthday is a great event, of course you can go home, and I will accompany you then." ”

He's going too? It seems that this trip can't be escaped.

But it's just to go back to celebrate her birthday, with a birthday banquet, thinking that there are many guests that day, and her parents shouldn't have the opportunity to be alone with her, Yongshu secretly warned herself not to be afraid, since she is the original owner's family, she will meet after all, sooner or later.

After figuring it out, Yongshu no longer thought about it and let it be.

In the following days, the first thing she did when she woke up every day was to go to the flower field in the courtyard to see how the two flower seedlings were growing, whether there were new shoots growing, whether they were blind buds, whether they needed to be pruned, whether they needed to be watered.

She can go to see it several times a day, and a few times she was met by Hongday, Hongday walked to her side, looked at the flower seedlings, and looked at her again, her eyes flashed with surprise,

"It's not blooming, what's there to see?"

Some feelings can only be understood but not spoken, "This is the fun of flower growers, you don't understand." ”

Hongyang raised his arms and wrapped himself around her from behind, his extremely tall figure leaned over slightly, his lips rubbing against her ears, and his voice was low.

"I'm not interested in other flowers, I'm only interested in your flower, but it's a pity that you haven't bloomed for so long."

Yongshu didn't understand what he meant for a while, "Didn't I have been picked by you a long time ago?" ”

The two have already had a round house, and it stands to reason that she does belong to him, but Hongyang always feels that the Yongshu he has is not complete, "That's just a bud, I want to see your heart bloom for me." ”

Her heart? It was the most precious, the only thing that belonged to her, and she wouldn't give it to anyone easily, not even Hongday.

However, some words are not suitable for explicitly, Yongshu said ambiguously: "Then it depends on the fifth master's ability!" ”

The most important thing Hongyang lacks is the desire to conquer, he always believes that as long as he is given time, one day he will completely conquer Yongshu's heart!

"I'll work harder tonight to show you what you can do!"

Yongshu secretly sighed that it was not good, and guessed that he would not be able to sleep peacefully tonight.

After laughing a few words, Hongtian suddenly remembered something, "I also repaired this flower field for you, and you should be in the mood to make the pork belly chicken soup, right?" ”

The truth sounded very ruthless, Yongshu immediately corrected: "Look at what you said, even if you don't repair the flower field, I will make soup for you!" ”

Her smile is very hypocritical, Hongyang can't see through it, as long as she is willing to make soup.

On this hot day, Yongshu didn't want to cook, but just now she saw Liang Yan flying low, and guessed that there might be rain today, so she would accept it.

After lunch, she took a lunch break as usual, and then she was woken up by the sound of the pouring rain, and after a shower, the plantain was green and the heat gradually subsided.

The earthy fragrance wafting from the window is mixed with a hint of coolness, which makes Yongshu feel happy.

The servants had already prepared the ingredients according to her instructions, and Yongshu went to the small stove room and began to make soup.

The pork belly is delicious, but it is very troublesome to deal with, you have to use salt and flour to constantly scratch and wash in advance, and then rinse with water, blanch in the pot, and after blanching, you have to turn the pork belly over and gently scrape off the mucous membrane on the pork belly with a knife.

Originally, these things could be done by subordinates, but Hongtian didn't eat much water, and these subordinates were not good at handling water.

And Yongshu doesn't cook, once he cooks, he likes to do it himself, do it himself, in order to deal with every detail, and strive to make the best taste.

After the pork belly and chicken are processed, Yongshu puts it into a casserole, adds hot water, and then puts some white pepper, codonopsis, wolfberry, and red dates, and slowly simmers.

In the evening, Hongyang came to Ningzhao Courtyard, and as soon as he entered the door, he smelled the aroma of pork belly chicken, and after tasting it carefully, he nodded with satisfaction,

"That's your craft."

Recalling the tedious process of cooking, Yongshu couldn't help but sigh, "Don't you know how difficult it is to clean this pork belly, it took me nearly two hours to make this soup!" ”

It does take a lot of effort to boil a good soup, and Hongtian will repay her for her kindness, so he will naturally think of repaying her.

"Thank you for your hard work, and as compensation, I will serve you tonight, no less than two hours."

The corners of Yongshu's eyes jumped slightly, and his heart said Is that compensation? Clearly is punishment! She suddenly regretted what she had just said, and hurriedly corrected:

"Maybe I'm mistaken, it's not two hours, it's only about a quarter of an hour!"

Even if Hongtian doesn't cook, he knows the most basic common sense, "A quarter of an hour? The chicken can't be cooked, who are you fooling! The two hours that are said to be good are two hours, and one less moment is disrespectful to you. ”

He bit her words and didn't let go, Yongshu wanted to cry without tears, and secretly sighed that he had lifted a stone and hit his own foot. Knowing this, she would not say the time to make the soup.

Now he will repay it, and he will regret it too late!

That night, Hongyang did what she said, and made trouble with her four times in a row, making her exhausted, and begging for mercy again and again, Hongday still refused to spare her, and finally she postponed that she would make up tomorrow, and Hongday reluctantly let her go.

She was so tired that she couldn't get out of the tent after being tossed for half the night, so she didn't get up until noon.

The pot of poisonous flower tea has been destroyed, the new flowers have not yet bloomed, and the flower tea has been broken for a while, and Yongshu has not drunk the flower tea again, but Xingcai said that her recent complexion is very good, and she was nourished by the fifth master.

Can a man really regulate a woman's complexion? Yongshu always thought it was a joke! Embarrassment, she sneered:

"You girl, you are still young, you don't blush when you say something that is not ashamed or ashamed."

"Slaves listen to the grandmothers!" Xingcai smiled mischievously, and happened to Yuehe to enter the door, saying that the fifth master had prepared a few congratulatory gifts for the master to see if it was suitable.

Yongshu didn't know much about this, and thought that Hongtian shouldn't be wrong about what he picked, so he agreed after just a glance.

On the third day of August, it was the 40th birthday of Yongshu's father, and early in the morning, Yongshu changed his clothes and makeup and went back to his parents' home.

Because today is a festive day, Yi Yongshu chose a crimson cardigan robe, and then went out of the house to take the carriage.

There was nothing to say all the way, when the carriage stopped, Yongshu got out of the car and saw a middle-aged couple standing at the door of the house.

"Good daughter, you're finally back!"

On the way here, Yongshu was still worried, for fear that he would not be able to recognize his parents after returning to his parents' home, which would be embarrassing!

Fortunately, the mother and daughter looked alike, and she took the lead in calling her daughter, so Yongshu would not be mistaken and confirmed that the one in front of her was the mother of the original owner, Ilari.

The middle-aged man on the side reminded Zhengse: "My daughter is already married, I should call Fu Jin, how many times have you explained, why did you forget the rules?"

Irari smiled awkwardly, "I was so excited when I saw my daughter that I forgot all the rules. ”

Ilari was just about to bow to him, but Yongshu hurriedly stepped forward to help him, "E-Niang Wan Mo Duo Li, Amma, you are serious, no matter what the identity of your daughter is, when you return to your parents' house, you are your daughter, and you are the junior, and this will never change." ”

The daughter who had been raised for more than ten years suddenly got married, and the Ilari family could no longer see her daughter every day as usual, and she was inevitably a little unaccustomed to it.

Seeing his daughter today, Irari was so excited that he held her hand and talked to his daughter, and Uschtuch said:

"What about the fifth elder brother? Why didn't you come? ”

Yongshu smiled and said: "The fifth master went to the court, and he will come over when he goes to the court."

Illari wanted to stay with her daughter all the time, but she had to continue to be here to welcome guests, so she told her to go in the door first, go to the backyard to rest, and then go to accompany her when she was done.

People come and go here, and Yongshu is inconvenient to stay here all the time, so he obeys his mother's arrangement and goes in first.

She was about to go to the original owner's boudoir, and halfway through, Xingcai suddenly whispered, "Fujin, that ...... Isn't that the third master! ”

As soon as he heard the name of the third master, Yong Shu was suffocated, and subconsciously raised his eyes.