Chapter 1406 It's Broken

"Then you go ahead, leave it to me." The steamed buns were being cooked in the kitchen, and the fire couldn't be turned off, so Song Chunxue got up and went to the kitchen.

This maid is clumsy and always forgets things, but Mulan keeps her by her side because she feels sorry for her.

This maid is thirty years old. She has three children at home, and her husband has passed away, so she needs to earn money on her own.

Around noon, the maid was cooking when she said she had a stomachache and went to the outhouse, asking Song Chunxue to help stir-fry the food.

Song Chunxue took the spatula, added salt and Sichuan peppercorn powder to the half-fried potato strips, stir-fried them until cooked, and then took them out of the pan.

As I came out of the kitchen, I heard that Sanwa and Mulan had returned and were chatting with someone at the gate of the courtyard.

Song Chunxue then went to the backyard to chop firewood.

I originally planned to stay an extra day, but I've changed my mind and will leave first thing tomorrow morning.

Go visit Hongying's house, then go to Jincheng.

After checking on the second and fourth sons, he returned to the imperial city.

She doesn't plan to get involved in the affairs of the imperial city for too long; she should return to the back mountain to cultivate soon.

She had been living in seclusion for so long that those who knew her felt sorry for her and regretted hiding in the mountains for so many years. But after coming down from the mountain, they realized that her heart had grown old and weary and could not withstand any more turmoil.

It's better to live a quiet life in the mountains and not cause trouble for anyone.

Simply being virtuous is already an act of accumulating good karma.

"Sir, the food is ready. Let's eat together," Sanwa said with a smile. "My wife wants to eat rice. I don't know if you like to eat this for lunch, but she has already gone to make soup. It will be ready soon."

Song Chunxue realized that they were worried that this was too dry for her lunch.

The farmers here usually eat noodle soup for lunch.

"No, no, I've already had tea, I don't like soup," Song Chunxue urged. "Go tell her not to cook any more, I prefer rice."

"It's almost ready, please go ahead."

She rarely saw the third child being so polite.

Sitting at the table, Sanwa picked up his chopsticks and told her to eat first, without waiting for Mulan.

Song Chunxue hesitated, then picked up some food and ate slowly, thinking it would be better to wait for Mulan.

“This dish…” Sanwa picked up a potato strip and suddenly paused, turning his head and muttering, “Who cooked this dish?”

broken!

Song Chunxue was also stunned, and then belatedly realized that she had put the seasoning on that dish herself.

Could it be that the three children tasted something different?

That makes sense; Sanwa is always quick-witted, so perhaps he noticed.

But there should still be differences; she didn't put the oil in.

It seems she really can't stay any longer.

It's better to leave tonight; every day you stay means another day of struggle.

Anyway, she knew what their future held.

This isn't the most difficult time yet; she feels she might not be able to handle it in twenty years.

Soon, Mulan came in, which relieved Song Chunxue.

Sanwa said to Mulan, "Try this dish, does it look like the one my mother makes?"

"..." Song Chunxue felt like she was sitting on pins and needles, but she pretended to be calm, fearing that he was testing her.

However, there are many similar-tasting stir-fries in the world.

"Hmm, yes, a little. Xiaxia put in too much Sichuan peppercorn powder today," Mulan said to Song Chunxue, not noticing much difference. "Eat more. This bok choy is good, very tender. It's homegrown and ready to eat."

"Okay, you guys eat too." She ate the meal with trepidation, and didn't even dare to stay until evening.

After lunch, and after Sanwa and the others took their afternoon nap, Song Chunxue told the maid and went to find Meiyang.

"Why are you panicking? It's just cooking a dish, why are you making such a fuss? I think you're afraid that if you see the child, you'll accidentally let it slip." Mei Yang sighed. "Fine, if you want to leave now, I'll talk to them later."

Song Chunxue nodded, "I'll go visit my daughter and then leave."

The next moment, she suddenly realized something, and her expression turned serious.

"Oh no, he's here to see you. Make up any excuse to get rid of him!" With that, Song Chunxue ran off.

She found a corner to hide in, and soon saw Sanwa arrive at the cloth shop.

"Uncle Mei, where is that gentleman? Who is he?"