Madam Xiao glared at her angrily: "Eat another piece!"

Madam Huang firmly shook her head and refused: "You can take two more pills when you recover, but not now."

"Eat one last piece!" Mrs. Xiao said anxiously, but Nanny Huang still followed the chef's instructions and did not dare to give in.

Madam Xiao's throat was choked, feeling extremely suffocated. She said angrily, "The older you get, the less flexible you become!"

This feeling of suffocation was even more frustrating than when she couldn't eat more chicken chop before, because this was something delicious that she wanted to eat.

The spicy diced chicken I made this morning was delicious, but her teeth weren't very good, so she only ate two pieces of chicken.

On the contrary, this thing was neither soft nor mushy. It still required chewing a few times, but it was not difficult. Everything was just right, and the taste was particularly strong, which made her taste buds, which had become dull due to illness, seem to come alive.

Huang Ma Ma was not afraid at all: "I am not good at adapting. If Madam is not happy, then just give me a couple of spankings to cheer me up."

Madam Xiao turned away angrily, and seeing her grandson looking at her with a smile, her face flushed. It really wasn't nice for her to bicker with Madam Huang at her age. She coughed lightly and said, "Pingyu, try it too. It really tastes good."

Shen Pingyu had always wanted to try it, so he nodded obediently and started eating with chopsticks.

In his mind, Yan Qiushu's cooking skills were excellent, and the things she could cook were quirky and unique, things he had never seen before. They were novel, but the taste was also excellent.

However, this time, when the food was brought to his mouth, Shen Pingyu still felt it was greasy.

Will this be delicious???

Until he completely put it in his mouth, the slight disgust in Shen Pingyu's heart suddenly disappeared.

It's too spicy!

He had always eaten a light diet since childhood and had never tasted anything so spicy.

The key point is that it is not only spicy, but also has a numbing taste that makes his lips, tongue and even teeth tremble!

Just like this, Shen Pingyu might still have a little resistance, but soon he tasted a sweetness in the spicy strips. This sweetness was like a clear spring in the desert, with great attraction and wonderfulness. He suddenly understood why his grandmother liked it so much.

He didn't come back to his senses until he had swallowed the spicy strips one by one without realizing it.

At this time, only the bottom of the original small volcano on the plate remained.

Shen Pingyu: “…?”

Actually...

He finished eating?!

"Ahem..." Shen Pingyu was shocked by his own actions, but what was even more shocking was his mouth, which he didn't want to stop at all. It was numb from the spiciness and it was hot. When he touched it with his fingers, he seemed to feel its slight redness and swelling.

But he still wants to continue!

Even feel unsatisfied.

The young boy, who had never been so obsessed with a food before, was startled and gasped. The spicy taste rushed into his trachea, causing him to cough heart-wrenchingly.

Mrs. Xiao was so frightened that she got up from the bed and came to see him.

Upon seeing this, Nanny Huang quickly went to get some milk tea and handed it over: "Miss Yan said she felt spicy, and milk tea can help relieve the spiciness. Drink some quickly."

Shen Pingyu took it and took a deep breath. After the gurgling sound, the spicy taste was quickly relieved. His face flushed and he said apologetically: "I'm tired, grandma, please lie down."

Madam Xiao followed his strength and sat back on the bed, and asked with concern: "Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere else?"

"No more." Shen Pingyu blushed and shook his head. He caught a glimpse of the spicy strips and replied resignedly, "This is too delicious. I accidentally ate too much."

Madam Xiao showed an obvious smile on her face, her eyebrows and eyes were kind: "You are still a child. If you like to eat, eat more. It's not like your family doesn't have the conditions."

But you can't be unrestrained!

If this happened in the Shen family, his uncles, aunts, grandparents would have reminded him long ago.

Shen Pingyu was ashamed that his self-control broke down in front of the spicy strips. Just as he was about to blame himself, he suddenly realized that this was not the Shen family.

The Xiao family's requirements for children are completely different from the Shen family's. They are happy to eat like this, even if there is no restraint, like Dongdong, that is allowed.

Otherwise, how come Dongdong has gained so much weight in just one year?

"Have I really gained a lot of weight?" Dongdong wiped his mouth full of chili oil, looked down at his round waist, bulging belly, and fat arms, his eyes full of resistance, but in his eyes was... full of insecurity.

Zhou Zhaoheng gnawed on a chicken leg and nodded in agreement: "Yeah!"

Dongdong suddenly felt like he was struck by lightning, and he was sulking, but his hands did not stop putting food into his mouth.

The last class was horse riding and archery, and they needed to change into riding and archery uniforms. Recently, Dongdong found that his clothes were getting tighter and tighter, and he thought it was because he wore too much, so he would occasionally take off one or two pieces of clothes to ensure that he could fit into his riding and archery uniforms securely.

Until during class, because he used too much force, the clothes... "sizzled" and tore apart!

He immediately stayed where he was and didn't dare to move.

The other children's horses all ran past him, and this archery competition ended with him taking last place. When the palace servant who was sorting his clothes discovered that his clothes were torn, she was startled and subconsciously said, "Young Master, you have gained so much weight. I will sew you a new one with a larger style later..."

Dongdong was even more shocked and didn't hear what was said afterwards. Mumu followed the crowd to the cafeteria to eat. When he saw Zhou Zhaoheng, he asked a question.

However, I didn't expect to get such a positive answer.

He wanted to pinch his cheeks with his chubby hands, but the chili oil on them couldn't be removed. He had to give up, wrinkled his chubby face like a bun, and said with a sad heart: "Okay, then I will eat less next time."

Zhou Zhaoheng smiled innocently and said, "Then give me whatever you don't want to eat. I can eat it all!"

Dongdong glanced at him. In the two months that they had known each other, the man in front of him had obviously become fatter because of him. He ate meat at noon every day, and he could take the leftovers home to eat. The originally skinny bamboo pole had now become a fat bamboo pole.

But his fatness, unlike mine, makes him look... even better!

She is fair and clean, has bright eyes, plump cheeks, and a figure that is no longer easily flattered.

envy!

Dongdong looked at the lunch box with resentment in his eyes for a long time, then reluctantly took away two chicken wings and pushed the rest in front of him: "Here you go!"

"Thank you Dongdong!" Zhou Zhaoheng smiled even more happily.

Zhou Zhaoqin, a little boy two seats away, watched this friendly scene, his already gloomy mood worsening. He grumbled in dissatisfaction and pursed his lips, his food no longer appetizing. They were all classmates, and they were all in the preparatory class. Why did Xiao Pingzhou give Zhou Zhaoheng so much food, but only two slices of spicy noodles for him?!

The little boy has obviously been eating better recently, but he is thinner than before Dongdong's birthday. His eyes lack the previous arrogance and confidence, as if hiding a lot of grievances.

His two followers noticed this and reluctantly handed him a piece of spicy strips: "Your Highness, would you like some?"

Zhou Zhaoqin said angrily: "No! I won't eat it!"

"Oh." Seeing this, the little follower quickly took it back and put the spicy strips into his mouth.

It’s really delicious!

"Sister Shu from Xiao Pingzhou's family is so amazing!"

"Yes, Xiao Pingzhou is so happy!"

"That person is quite lucky, to be able to eat so much! I counted them, ten pieces..."

The spicy strips were not big, only two centimeters long and wide, and each piece was thin. They were given three pieces, but the flavor disappeared as soon as they tasted it. However, on the table next to them, Dongdong pushed a small plate to Zhou Zhaoheng, which looked like a lot.

The children are now quite friendly to Dongdong, so they are not stingy in expressing their envy.

Dongdong also heard the noise. He glanced at the spicy strips, asked Zhou Zhaoheng, and then offered them to him: "Here you go."

"Thank you Pingzhou!" The children happily took it and shared the extra spicy strips.

hiss!

It’s a little spicy, but it’s so delicious!

Most of the children were moved to tears by the spiciness, but a small number of them were quite tolerant and said that it could be spicier.

The children were discussing it animatedly, and the little attendant also took two slices and ate them, asking, "Your Highness, you really don't want to eat it?"

However, they did not expect that with just these words, Zhou Zhaoqin suddenly stood up, thought for a few seconds with a heavy face, and ran out without saying a word, scaring the other children so much that they forgot to chew.

Dongdong was even more confused: "What happened to him?"

Zhou Zhaoheng shook his head blankly: "I don't know..."

Other children: "We didn't bother him. He just refused to eat!"

The little boy, who was confused by everyone, rushed out of the palace.

Although it was class time, Zhou Zhaoqin was the emperor's grandson and his face looked very ugly, so the palace servants did not dare to stop him. They just sent someone to follow him and let him go.

I thought he was going back to the Third Prince's Mansion.

Unexpectedly, the child got on the carriage and said, "Let's go to Xiao's house!"

The driver almost bit his tongue: "Ah? Xiao family?"

"Yes! Xiao family, hurry up for me!" Zhou Zhaoqin said with his eyes wide open.

The driver had no choice but to drive over.

Under Zhou Zhaoqin's urging, the journey that originally took quarter of an hour was reduced to just over quarter of an hour.

Then he came to the Xiao family, and the doorman didn't dare to stop him and let him in directly.

As a member of the royal family, he had been learning how his family members ordered servants around since he was born. He was not afraid at all when he came to the Xiao family. Instead, he grabbed a maid to lead the way and rushed all the way to the yard where Yan Qiushu was.

"Sister Shu!" The boy's clear call made the busy Yan Qiushu stunned.

Dongdong?

No, that's not the sound.

She walked out of the kitchen with her hands folded, and saw the little boy rushing to the living room. His expensive clothes showed his status. Yan Qiushu knew immediately and shouted, "Here!"

Zhou Zhaoqin paused, then turned and ran over. His eyes, red with a look of grievance, were filled with tears that were about to fall. However, when he saw Yan Qiushu, they fell. He said aggrievedly, "Sister Shu, I'm sorry. I was wrong. Please don't be angry, okay?"

Yan Qiushu: “?”

She didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Your Highness, what do you mean?"

Zhou Zhaoqin walked up to her, tilting his head back. His face, a little thinner than the last time they met, was full of anticipation. "Come back with me and tell my father you're not angry anymore, okay?"

Yan Qiushu squatted down. Although the child was a bit naughty, he looked so pitiful at this moment that she couldn't bear to be cruel. So she asked softly, "Why do you want me to go back with you?"

Zhou Zhaoqin pursed her lips, her tears flowing. She whispered, "Because my father has been very angry these days, he's been throwing things around the house and even beating my mother. He said my mother shouldn't have taught me the wrong way and that I shouldn't have caused him to offend the Xiao family. It must be because I wanted to get rid of you last time, so the Xiao family was so angry that they bullied my father. Sister Shu, please don't be angry, okay?"

He had already regretted it, but fortunately he later eased his relationship with Xiao Pingzhou and suppressed his regret. However, something happened in his maternal grandparents' home at this moment. They all said that it was the Xiao family's fault. His father also said so and blamed his mother. His regret came flooding back again.

He was young and didn't know what to do. He didn't dare to go to the Xiao family because they even bullied his father. So after thinking about it, reminded by the spicy strips, he thought of Sister A Shu mentioned by Dongdong.

If I hadn't wanted Sister Shu to come back and cook for me, my father wouldn't have offended the Xiao family, and wouldn't have ended up in this situation.

The smile in Yan Qiushu's eyes disappeared, and she looked at the child in front of her silently.

Disputes between adults often result in countless deaths and injuries, but the child only sees whether his father is angry or not. He doesn't know that his father is angry only because he is greedy and wants the military power of the Xiao family. The accusations against his mother are nothing but a coward's anger.

Whether she was there or not, whether the birthday party was there or not, something would have happened to both sides.

Especially since the Third Prince is self-centered and has used many shady means behind the scenes, there must be more than one similar incident in the Qiao family.

But Zhou Zhaoqin didn't understand. He just thought that if she stopped being angry, the Xiao family wouldn't be angry either. Then his father wouldn't be angry and wouldn't beat his mother, and everything would return to normal.

But in fact, she was also the culprit, who exposed everything more than a year in advance.

Thinking of this, Yan Qiushu felt particularly choked up, but even so, she could do nothing.

She sighed, "Sorry, we can't control these things."

Zhou Zhaoqin's tears suddenly fell, and he sobbed, but he did not speak again. Coming in front of Yan Qiushu was an impulsive act after he mustered up all the courage. He spoke once, and the other party refused. The anger in his heart dissipated and he could not speak again.

Of course, he also vaguely felt that there were many things that a five-year-old like him could not handle.

Zhou Zhaoqin didn't say anything else, turned around dejectedly and prepared to leave.

Yan Qiushu looked at the time. It should be lunch time at Taixue. He suddenly ran over. After calculating the time he spent on the road, it seemed that he hadn't had lunch yet.

It just so happened that she herself had been delayed for a while because of something, and hadn't eaten yet, so she called out, "Your Highness, would you like to stay here and eat something?"

Zhou Zhaoqin paused, blinked twice in his watery red eyes, and looked at her. Those eyes seemed to be able to speak, asking: Are you really going to treat him to a meal?

Yan Qiushu smiled and said, "Come here. I'm making dumplings and was just looking for help."

"Can I?" Zhou Zhaoqin asked.

Yan Qiushu was speechless. It seemed that her father's temperament had changed drastically in recent days, which had a huge impact on him. The little bully actually asked such a question, completely losing the matter-of-fact look he had when he was about to let her go at the birthday party.

She nodded vigorously: "Of course, Shuiyu, go help him wash his hands. After washing them, we can knead the dough and make dumplings!"

Zhou Zhaoqin's eyes lit up slightly, and he came over with a clattering gait. He followed Shui Yu to wash his hands, with his sleeves tied high, revealing his plump white wrists. Then Yan Qiushu generously took a small piece of dough from the large one and handed it to him: "This is your dough. Knead it vigorously. When it's almost done, we can start making dumplings."

"Yeah!" He also nodded vigorously, his childish face full of curiosity.