Chapter 275: Queen Mother of the West

Ye combed the phoenix bun, wore a Riyongqin book hairpin, green snow and fragrant hairpin, wore a white jade eight treasures and pearls and apricot-colored palace silk, a white jade exquisite waist, a red treasure and gold beaded earrings, and embroidered brocade shoes, and the face was embellished with makeup, and the ring was gorgeous.

The only thing that is different from the identity is the plate of crispy crucian carp that he is carrying...

The maid and cook in the back are still busy, indicating that there are still many dishes.

The hall is such a lively and festive, IKEA room scene, as if there is some great event~

Ye Zhi showed a flattering smile: "Mother, you are very beautiful today, quite like the Queen Mother of Xishan." ”

Queen Mother of the West. She is a supreme goddess in ancient mythology.

"Naturalist" also said: There are peach trees in Yaochi, "three thousand years of life". Heaven and earth, the three realms and the ten directions, but all women who have attained the Tao and ascended to the immortal are under the jurisdiction of the Queen Mother of the West.

Ye Shi put the jade plate on the table, with a smile on his face, and glanced at his little daughter: "Where can I compare with the Queen Mother of the West, this little child can talk nonsense." ”

The smile in her eyes shows that she doesn't think so!

Today's feast is mainly for Luhe, she has been in Yefu for many days, and she has not officially eaten the welcome banquet.

For important people and things, Ye's always has to eat a good meal warmly before he can put his heart at ease.

When her daughter returned from the academy, the affairs in the kitchen were handed over to the cook and the maid, and she was not involved~

She doesn't touch the spring water with her fingers, and the so-called cooking herself is just guiding the cooks to operate on the side......

Xiao Azhi was not at the scene, thinking it was her mother's automatic hand!

"Mother, thank you for your hard work, you have made so many dishes."

The outstretched soft and boneless little hand went to hold the mother's plain hand to show comfort.

Hey, why isn't there a little grease stain?

Looking left and right, still no...

All right!

This time, I understood what it was like to cook......

In a moment, the maids in the house had already placed the dishes neatly.

There are more than a dozen dishes on the large round table, and there are eight major cuisines, each of which has countless famous dishes, each with its own characteristics, which makes people salivate.

The dishes on the table are all the more famous dishes in the eight major cuisines~

Mrs. Ye had cracks in her eldest son and daughter-in-law because of the last time the eldest prince beat people, and she refused to come when she sent someone to invite her, so she said lightly: People who respect Buddha in the old body should not mix big fish and meat, so they will not mix.

On weekdays, Mrs. Ye's food also has oil and water, and people who participate in Buddhism do not mean that they have to be vegetarian~

The rejection is obvious......

Ye had no choice but to give up.

When she first entered the door, her mother-in-law did not embarrass her, preferring the second daughter-in-law and the third daughter-in-law.

What the mother-in-law does is her business, and what the Ye family has to do is to do what an eldest daughter-in-law should do!

Father Ye, as the master, stroked his beard and beckoned everyone: "Come on, come on, don't be restrained, take a seat." ”

Everyone took their seats with great interest.

Lu He looked happy, his curved willow eyebrows were matched with happy eyes, his cheeks were like pink, his gait calmly walked to the side of the eldest young master, and pushed the wheelchair he was sitting on~

A beech chair sat a man with a scarred face, two large wheels thrusting softly.

The light sound attracts attention~

The room was quiet for a moment...

All eyes fell on the man in the wheelchair. And when I saw him on his face and on his legs, with pity, sympathy, and regret.

Zhao Jun lowered his eyes, breathed a little lighter, and his face changed from relaxed to tense.

(End of chapter)