Want to make her regret it?

What method should be used?

Su Jiaoniang pondered silently for almost half an hour before returning to Cai Ke's courtyard.

They led Madam Feng, whose eyes were red, out.

Back at the inn, Su Jiaoniang smiled and said, "If you want to see your son, you can come every day. I've already reserved this room. Next time you see him, you can have him come here directly. The Cai family can't possibly prevent their proper young master from going out, can they?"

"What Sister Su said makes sense." Madam Feng wiped her eyes and looked at Su Jiaoniang with admiration in her eyes.

When the tree falls, the descendants scatter; even Granny Tang could betray her. At this moment, the only one who truly cares about her is the person right in front of her.

This is how human relationships should be.

"We've already started calling each other 'sister,' we're not just superficial friends, so don't be so pretentious." Su Jiaoniang led Madam Feng back to the village, and seeing Madam Feng's face gradually break into a smile, she felt a little relieved.

Ultimately, this person was also implicated by her, although the real culprit was Cai Runiang and the Cai family.

However, there are no limits to taking one's anger out on others.

More often than not, people complain about those close to them or those who are weak, but they dare not complain about those who directly harm them!

Madam Feng did not distance herself from her, nor did she complain about her. She was a magnanimous person, someone you could befriend.

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We harvested over 200 jin (100 kg) of chili peppers from our home.

Chili peppers are just a seasoning, so use them sparingly. One bright red chili pepper can make three dishes, while a Sichuan dish would require quite a few chilies.

Of course, people nowadays haven't even come into contact with chili peppers yet.

I don't have a high tolerance for spiciness.

If we start directly with Sichuan cuisine, the chrysanthemum will split open.

The next day, snow began to fall from the gloomy sky.

Xiao Ya ran out of the house, dragging her snow-white husky, and headed towards Su Jiao Niang's room, banging loudly on the door early in the morning.

"Mommy, it's snowing!"

"Mommy, Mommy, it's snowing!"

"mother……"

The door opened, and the little girl's face showed an expression exactly like a husky's: "Mommy, let's play in the snow!"

"Okay, let's play in the snow!"

As Su Jiaoniang spoke, she instructed Xiaoya to bring out Futu, Guoshu, and Guoguo.

Snow piles are more fun to play with when there are many people.

As for the slightly older Xie Shi and Old Man Guo, Su Jiaoniang did not invite them to join. As they got older, they would always have some unspoken thoughts.

It's not fun if you can't let loose.

An adult and a child were having a great time building a snowman and throwing snowballs.

When Madam Feng got up and saw this scene, she picked up paper and pen and began to draw.

People carefully trained in brothels must be proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting.

As soon as the painting was finished, a person suddenly appeared in the courtyard. Zhao Han was carrying a slaughtered sheep, which he hung on a tree and landed behind Madam Feng.

Upon seeing Zhao Han, Madam Feng immediately stood up.

His face showed respect.

"General Zhao."

"Don't call me General. After living in Lucheng for so long, I feel like I'm in charge," Zhao Han said, putting the painting away.

The meticulous brushwork in the painting was extremely detailed. Zhao Han, who was not very educated, could not see much of it, but he felt that the people in the painting were very happy: "Give this painting to me."

Before Madam Feng could even nod, Zhao Han had already taken the painting away.

They used the channels of the State of Qi to deliver the painting to Lu Wujiu.

Without the prince around, the young widow is living a happy life.

If the prince doesn't come soon, the young widow will completely forget about him.

For a moment, Zhao Han felt that Su Jiaoniang was someone special. If it were anyone else, and the prince had taken a liking to them, they would have all sorts of thoughts in their minds, and might even have thought that the prince had taken a liking to them.

Tsk!

There are quite a few people who try to outsmart themselves like this, and they often end up making a lot of jokes.

Then look at the young widow; how heartless she is!

The prince has been staying here for two months, yet he hasn't given it much thought or offered himself to me. That's bad enough, but the prince has clearly shown a little interest, yet he still hasn't accepted it.

Thinking of the poems Su Jiaoniang once wrote.

What does it mean to love only one person in one's entire life?

For a moment, Zhao Han also wanted to love like that.

"The mutton is just in time, let's have hot pot today!" Su Jiaoniang said, and then explained how to make hot pot to Xie Shi.

Ms. Xie was very skilled in kitchen work.

The soup pot was brought out quickly.

The copper pot burned on the charcoal stove, its eerie flames radiating heat.

At first glance, you see a bright red pot, thinly sliced ​​mutton, and things like fish balls and shrimp balls.

Zhao Han widened his eyes and, imitating Su Jiaoniang, scooped a piece of mutton from the pot and placed it in the dipping sauce in front of him. The flavor was rich and addictive, especially the hot, red pot with its steaming heat and the white snow outside. Everything was perfect for the occasion.

Futu is eating from the pot.

Some memories resurfaced in my mind.

After thinking for a moment, he glanced at Su Jiaoniang and said, "Mother, I'll take the soup pot and meat to see Doctor Liu!"

Go!

An old man living alone in a small courtyard with a young child definitely needs our attention.

Fu Tu left, and Guo Shu followed him away.

She was also carrying a basket containing sliced ​​meat, meatballs, pig's blood, and sauce dishes prepared by the Xie family.

Upon entering the courtyard, one sees a young boy diligently cleaning the yard. Futu and Guo Shu place the things they are carrying on a small table inside the house and help the boy clean the yard.

Then Futu went inside.

He glanced at Doctor Liu and said, "Master, those images will still occasionally flash by."

"Have you thought this through? Do you really want to lock it down?"

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