The next day, after it was bright outside, Ye Ersao finally started to mend the skirt.
Mrs. Ye was afraid that something might go wrong on her side, so she brought Qingtian over early in the morning.
He said he came to join in the fun, but in fact he was hoping that Mrs. Ye could make up for it smoothly.
I saw Ye Ersao first figure out the direction of the embroidery thread around the damaged area, and then use small scissors to carefully remove the embroidery around the damaged area.
Mrs. Ye didn't dare to interrupt her, for fear that her words would affect Mrs. Ye's performance.
Qingtian is easy-going. Whether she goes to attend classes with Mr. Wei or stays here with Mrs. Ye, she is always well behaved and can play with a few pieces of cloth for half a day.
It was almost noon when Mrs. Ye went downstairs to make lunch.
Sister Ye whispered to Qingtian, "Qingtian, Mom will go downstairs to cook. Can you stay here and accompany Second Aunt?"
"Okay!" Qingtian nodded. Although she didn't know what her second aunt was doing, she felt it must be something very important.
My mother has been here with me for the whole morning and now she has handed this important task over to me.
She immediately puffed out her chest and promised to complete the task.
Ye Ersao spent the whole morning removing the embroidery around the damaged area, revealing the original fabric.
She had just pounded her aching waist and stood up to stretch her legs when she heard Mrs. Ye calling downstairs that dinner was ready.
So Ye Ersao bent down, picked up Qingtian and said, "Let's go downstairs and see what delicious food your mother made today."
As soon as I opened the door, the fragrance came up the stairs.
Qingtian couldn't help but sniffle and swallow.
Mrs. Ye's stomach also started to growl. She closed the door and said to Qingtian with a smile, "How come your mother's cooking is so good? Just the smell is making me hungry."
When Qingtian heard others praising Mrs. Ye, he immediately smiled happily.
When Qin Hexuan came out of the study, he met Qingtian with a smile on his face.
He paused, and Wei Yan, who was walking behind him, almost bumped into him.
However, Wei Yan didn't pay attention to these things. He just stared at Qingtian and asked, "Qingtian, why didn't you come to study today? Are you so happy that you don't have to study?"
He was naturally joking, but Qingtian took it seriously and explained, "I like reading, but I have to accompany my second aunt today."
Although Wei Yan didn't understand why Ye Ersao needed Qingtian to accompany her when she did needlework.
But Qingtian is still young, so there is no point in going over to accompany him to study.
At most, he just needed to learn to recite a few poems, so Wei Yan was not obsessed with it.
At this moment, his whole mind was attracted by the fragrance downstairs.
Second Sister Ye smiled and said, "I just praised my eldest sister-in-law's cooking skills, and the child was so happy."
When it comes to Mrs. Ye's craftsmanship, Wei Yan immediately has something to say.
“Apart from anything else, the cooking skills of the Ye family’s eldest sister-in-law are really good.
"Anyone who can make home-cooked food taste like this must have some culinary talent."
After Wei Yan finished speaking, he saw Qingtian looking at him with sparkling eyes, and then she smiled sweetly.
"Hey, really, do you like hearing others praise your mother so much?"
Qingtian immediately praised: "Mom's cooking is the best!"
Wei Yan nodded in agreement: "That's right!"
The old man and the young boy reached a certain consensus and smiled at each other.
As they were talking, everyone had already gone downstairs to the hall.
There were already tables and chairs in the lobby of the inn. After moving in, the Qin family's servants rearranged them.
The place where Mrs. Qin and Young Master Qin eat is blocked by a screen and has the best and most private location.
Originally, a separate table was to be prepared for Wei Yan, but he insisted on eating with the Ye family.
The Qin family's servants waited until they finished eating before coming to eat.
Wei Yan came over and took a look at the food on the table. In addition to a large bowl of braised pork, there were also a few stir-fries and two cold dishes.
Before, when we were on the road, the conditions were limited, which affected Mrs. Ye’s performance.
Now that she was in the inn, the cooking area was spacious and had all the seasonings. Li Fu also assigned her two kitchen helpers.
Mrs. Ye found it much easier to cook, and the variety of dishes on the table increased exponentially.
The Ye family's children ate without raising their heads, but did not make any indecent noises.
Wei Yan picked up a piece of braised pork and put it in his mouth, and immediately squinted his eyes in enjoyment.
"It's fat but not greasy, soft and fragrant, and has just the right sweetness. Sister Ye's control of the heat is absolutely perfect."
"Mr. Wei, please stop praising me." Mrs. Ye responded with a smile.
Before, every time they were about to have a meal, Mrs. Ye would blush at Wei Yan’s praise.
Now, as time has passed, she has gradually gotten used to it and is no longer at a loss when praised like before.
Mrs. Ye scooped two pieces of braised pork with a spoon, mixed them with a little broth and rice, and prepared to feed Qingtian.
The white rice grains are coated with brown soup, shining with oil, which makes people drool just by looking at it.
Wei Yan looked at it, his throat rolling up and down, but he was an old man after all, and now he was a teacher for two children, so he felt embarrassed to eat like a child.
Mrs. Ye first gave Qingtian a piece of meat and asked with a smile, "Is it delicious?"
A piece of meat filled Qingtian's little mouth. She chewed hard, but she couldn't speak and could only nod desperately.
Mrs. Ye smiled and said, "Qingtian likes to hear others praise you. She smiles from ear to ear when she hears it."
Mrs. Ye was so happy when she heard this, but on the surface she pretended to be relaxed and said, "Ah, children are like this. They think their parents are the best. But when they grow up, they will be different."
"If you ask me, daughters are the most caring." Mrs. Ye said enviously, "If I had a daughter as well-behaved as Qingtian, I would spoil her every day too."
A few people were talking when they saw the fourth brother coming down from upstairs.
"What's wrong with the fourth brother? You are usually the most active in eating. Today, my sister-in-law made braised pork, but you took so long to come downstairs?" Sister-in-law Ye asked curiously.
Ye Lao Si had been tormented by Guo for the past two days. He came down and took a large bowl. He said to everyone embarrassedly, "Feng Ying said she was feeling a little unwell and won't be coming down to eat. I'll serve her some food."
Everyone knew that Guo was pregnant, so when they saw that Ye Lao Si looked unhappy, Sister Ye consoled her, "Lao Si, pregnant women are always like this. They are easily uncomfortable and irritable.
"Especially since this is your wife's first child, her parents and relatives are not around, and she is fleeing famine. You should be more tolerant and considerate of her."
Hearing Sister Ye say this, Ye Lao Si felt even more ashamed and lowered his head and said, "Yes, Sister Ye, I know, don't worry."
Ye Laosi put a few pieces of braised pork into his bowl and added some other dishes, then he dragged his heavy feet upstairs again.
Ye Lao San asked in confusion, "What's wrong with Lao Si? Why isn't he happy about becoming a father?"
"Eating meat can't stop your mouth!" Mrs. Ye picked up a piece of meat and stuffed it directly into his mouth.
Ye Laosan was so burned that he gasped, but he was reluctant to spit out the meat in his mouth. In the end, he swallowed half of it whole.
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