After Fourth Master finished his work, Jiaming quickly had Green Willow bring out the milk tea and snacks.

After the milk tea and snacks were served, Fourth Master noticed that Jiaming was looking at him expectantly. He picked up the milk tea, took a sip, and thought, "Hmm, this tastes like something Ming'er made herself."

One bite of the pastry, and it's delicious. Clearly, this is also Ming'er's skill.

So, what does it mean that Ming'er is staring at her so expectantly?

Fourth Master pondered for a moment, then said in a gentle tone, "They all taste good!"

Jiaming's eyes lit up. "Really? I'm glad you like it, Master!" Then, she changed the subject and asked, "By the way, Master, why don't you dine here tonight? What would you like to eat? Just tell me, and I'll cook it for you."

Why is Ming'er being so attentive to me today? This feeling is even more familiar. Thinking back to Fourth Master, she can multitask without any delay and immediately asks to order food.

"Sweet and sour pork ribs, braised pork!" Just then, a childish voice came from ordering.

Jiaming glared at Xiao Hongjing, who was being led into the house by Hongtao's chubby little hand.

Little Hongjing was unaware that he had interrupted his mother's scheme to please his father. His little mouth continued to tremble as he continued ordering: "Potato slices with meat, delicious, I want some too!"

As the little guy spoke, he broke free from Hongtao's hand that was holding him and ran towards Fourth Master.

Then, she suddenly hugged Fourth Master's leg and affectionately called out, "Father!"

"Jing'er is awake?" As he asked, the Fourth Master's face softened considerably as he picked up his youngest son, who was clinging to his leg.

Little Hongjing wrapped his arms around Fourth Master's neck and nodded in response, "Mmm!"

Just then, Su Peisheng, who was very familiar with the customs of Taoyuan, brought over a cup of warm water. Fourth Master took it and began to feed little Hongjing.

After drinking the water, Xiao Hongjing immediately looked at Jiaming with bright eyes, "Mother, you have to remember the dishes I just ordered!"

Jiaming took a moment to calmly reason with the little guy, saying, "Your mother was talking to your father just now, asking him to order food, no, it was you!"

Little Hongjing stared wide-eyed at his mother who had rejected him, his face filled with disbelief.

The fine tea remained unmoved.

The little guy got upset, turned around, and looked for his father who was holding him to help him. So, he hugged Fourth Master's neck and said in a spoiled tone, "Father?"

Fourth Master was quite pleased with his youngest son's whining and loved seeing the little guy's various expressions. So he didn't help him, saying, "Your mother did indeed ask Father to order the food!"

The little guy was taken aback and a little disappointed, but he wouldn't give up just because his father wouldn't help him.

In the blink of an eye, the little guy perked up, his dark eyes darting around.

Fourth Master noticed a sly glint in the little guy's eyes and thought to himself: Here he comes. I wonder what idea the little guy has come up with.

Little Hongjing said in his childish voice, "It's okay, Father, you can continue ordering!" Then, the little guy turned to his mother, "Mother, you cook together, cook everything Father ordered and everything Jing'er ordered!"

Jiaming thought to herself, "You wish! If you and your son want to eat something different, then there will be a lot of dishes to make, and you'll be busy for a long time!"

She opened her mouth, about to say something to refuse, when the little one turned to face Fourth Master again, and continued to hug his neck and say coquettishly, "Father, Jing'er's idea is good! We ordered a lot of dishes for two people, and they're all delicious! Father can eat a lot!"

Fourth Master's eyes immediately filled with laughter. He patted the little guy's fluffy head and thought to himself: He's quite clever! He knows that his words carry more weight than his mother's. As long as he agrees, his mother can't stop him from doing it.

With a smile on his face, he said, "It's not that Father can eat a lot, it's that you, little guy, can eat a lot!" As he spoke, Fourth Master poked the little guy's somewhat round belly.

The servants, including Su Peisheng, all wore smiles.

“Exactly!” Jiaming echoed Fourth Master’s words with a smile.

Little Hongjing glanced at his mother, Jiaming, then gave his father, Fourth Master, a quick kiss, his little mouth spitting out an even sweeter, more affectionate smile as he said, "Father, don't you think so?"

Fourth Master was already softened by the little guy's coquettishness and immediately nodded, "Yes!"

As soon as the little boy received Fourth Master's answer, he immediately turned to his mother, Jiaming, and said, "Mother, Father has agreed. All the dishes will be made."

After saying that, without waiting for Jiaming's reply, she turned to her father and fourth uncle and said, "Father, let's order! Once you've ordered, Mother will cook it right away, and we can eat in no time!"

Just thinking about how delicious his mother's cooking was, the little guy's mouth started watering, and he couldn't help but swallow hard.

Fourth Master ordered the dishes as instructed, and they were indeed three different dishes from those at Xiao Hong's scenic spot.

What else could Jiaming do? She glared at the little guy who had increased her workload.

The little guy, who was being glared at, calmly avoided the look and continued to hug his father's neck, chattering away about what he had been doing lately. Of course, the main point was that he had gotten a lot of gold ingots!

Upon hearing this, Fourth Master frowned slightly: The child is already greedy for money, so why does Ming'er keep trying to lure him with those gold ingots?

That won't do!

Fourth Master placed the chair aside and solemnly addressed young Hongjing, "Studying is your own responsibility, not something to be done for the sake of gold ingots..."

Blah blah blah, Fourth Master said a whole bunch of things, and Little Hongjing's eyes darted around and he felt dizzy.

Su Peisheng, who was serving nearby, looked sympathetically at the Fifth Prince Hongjing, who was completely bewildered by the master's rambling.

It wasn't until Jiaming finished preparing the meal and returned that Fourth Master's one-sided chatter to Xiao Hongjing was interrupted.

"Dinner is ready, sir. You and Hongxuan may move to the dining area now."

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