"I'll have someone make it for you." Old Master Yan looked at Liu Qin and said, "Tell your sister-in-law what Qin's mother wants to eat."
Upon hearing this, Liu Qin smiled and said, "The chicken soup that Mother sent over last time was delicious."
Chen Qiu sat down beside her and asked, "Is there anything else you'd like to eat, Mother?"
Old Yan thought for a moment and said, "The fried quail we had last time was quite good."
"The imperial physician said Mother shouldn't eat too much fried food," Chen Qiu said. "How about we eat steamed food instead?"
Knowing that Chen Qiu was doing this for his own good, Old Yan said, "Okay, I'll listen to you."
Chen Qiu lowered his eyes slightly: "How about we invite the younger sisters and Brother Xu and the others to have dinner together? I'll have the kitchen prepare a few more dishes so that Sister Bao and the others can get to know each other. We're all family."
Old Yan (the keyword he blocked) actually didn't really like eating with them. They would take a bite or two and then say they were full. They ate rice by the grain and only ate the vegetables.
She didn't know at first that the cabbage was actually stewed with the soup of four or five old hens. What Yan Lao found most unacceptable was that those old hens were stewed into cabbage and then given to the servants to eat.
What kind of trend is this? How can the master eat vegetables while the servants eat meat?
You should know that at that time, the family also raised hens, but they were reluctant to eat them; they were all saved to lay eggs.
Because she felt it was a waste, Old Yan mentioned it a few times. The expressions and disdainful looks those people gave her made her feel bitter whenever she thought about it. She knew in her heart that although Brother Xu and the others were her grandsons and granddaughters, they looked down on her.
Seeing that Old Master Yan hadn't said anything for a while, Liu Qin smiled and said, "Mother, I haven't properly gotten to know my nephew and niece yet."
Upon hearing this, Old Yan smiled and said, "Alright, let them come over. A few children can stay for dinner, and the others can go back and eat on their own after they come to visit."
New fruit and snacks have been served. Although Grandpa Yan knew that his grandson and granddaughter would not go hungry now, he still couldn't help but urge them, "Eat more. If it's not enough, Grandma will have someone prepare more for you."
Yan Shujin picked them up and started eating: "We'll be eating braised pork knuckle and chicken later, so let's save these for the afternoon."
Old Yan was peeling an orange: "Okay, eat more later. What have you learned, Brother Gui?"
"The teacher has us recite texts," Yan Qiyu said after eating another pastry. "And we also need to practice calligraphy."
Old Yan looked on expectantly and said, "Then how about you recite one for Grandma?"
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