It was dawn on the day the pastry shop opened.
Su Xingyi pushed the door open and entered Su Ning'an's room. Just as he was about to wake him up, he caught a glimpse of the painting on the drawing table in front of the window.
That was the scene of Xiao Lingyu feeding Xiao Xier.
Looking at the painting in front of him, Su Xingyi felt as if he were in a real dining scene, and Xiao Lingyu's gentle voice rang in his ears:
"Xiao Xi'er, is it hot?"
"It's a little hot."
Xiao Lingyu put the spoon to her lips and blew gently. "It's not hot anymore, eat it quickly."
"Is the lotus soup that mother made today delicious?"
Little Xier blinked her curled eyelashes and said in a baby voice, "It's delicious, delicious. Mommy, I want some more spare ribs and fish soup..."
"Okay, Mommy will pick some for you..."
A gurgling sound from his abdomen brought Su Xingyi back to reality.
Su Xingyi picked up the paper ball scattered on the ground, opened it and took a look, and his eyebrows trembled.
Pop.
Su Ningan was awakened by the balls of paper hitting him. "Dad, why are you here...ah!"
Su Ning'an cried out in horror as he looked at the open painting in front of the window.
Oops!
He actually forgot to put away his mother's portrait last night.
If Dad knew about this, how could this still be a surprise for Mom?!
Su Ning'an quickly rushed out of bed and was about to put the painting away.
Su Xingyi chuckled at this, "Too late, I've already seen it... Tell me, what's going on? Does your mother know that you are painting for her?"
Now that his father has discovered it, he has nothing to hide.
"Mother doesn't know yet, but since you came to our house, our lives have been getting better and better. Most importantly, you've taken care of my second brother's health, cured my third brother's muteness, and healed my father's eye and leg problems... I want to show my filial piety to you, but I don't know what gift to give you. So I want to draw every beautiful look of yours and give it to her on her birthday to make her happy..."
Su Xingyi felt a little annoyed when he heard this. He couldn't even compare to his eldest son.
In order to make Xiaoyu happy and express his filial piety, the eldest brother had secretly planned this matter a long time ago.
As for him, his eye and leg diseases were cured by Xiaoyu, but he didn't show any expression.
He even fantasized that Xiaoyu would like him!
Su Xingyi touched Su Ning'an's round head and said, "Brother An, you are so thoughtful. Your mother will definitely be happy when she sees the painting you made for her. But is this the only one you're going to draw?"
"I've already painted a lot." Su Ning'an took out a long box from the cabinet, "These are all portraits of my mother."
Su Xingyi couldn't wait to open the big box. The first portrait that caught his eye was Xiao Lingyu's beautiful and gentle appearance as she sniffed the jasmine flowers with her eyes slightly closed in the yard.
The scene in the courtyard that day instantly emerged in his mind. He clearly remembered that he was deeply attracted to Xiao Lingyu that day and couldn't take his eyes off her.
Su Xingyi flipped through the portraits one by one and couldn't let them go.
There is the image of her brewing and drinking tea, the image of her painting, the image of her washing her hands and making soup, the image of her gazing at the moon by the window...
It turns out that she has different beautiful expressions.
When I turned to the last page, I found a portrait of him feeding Xiao Lingyu!
"Ang'er, is your mother smiling?" Su Xingyi asked, looking at Xiao Lingyu's slightly curved eyebrows in the painting.
Su Ning'an nodded. "I was sitting opposite and could see it clearly. I think my drawing is the best. I just finished it not long ago. I put it last because I wanted Mom to see it last, so that Mom can remember it more clearly and know that she dotes on us, and Dad also dotes on Mom..."
This picture was placed at the end to let his mother know that her whole family dotes on her, and she might not be willing to leave them. This was Su Ningan's little thought.
Su Xingyi looked at the portrait of him feeding Xiao Lingyu, and his eyes softened unconsciously. It turned out that Xiaoyu liked him at that time.
"Dad, these portraits are only known to you and me now. We must keep it a secret and show them to Mom on her birthday. By the way, when is Mom's birthday? Do you know, Dad?"
"Know……"
Su Xingyi really knew it. Qi Lianli had read the marriage certificate to him before. He was blind at the time and listened very carefully. Xiao Lingyu was four years younger than him.
"Ah! It's already daybreak! Today is the big day for the bakery's opening, so we need to get ready quickly."
After Su Ning'an exclaimed, the father and son hurriedly put away the portrait. One rushed to the kitchen to make pancakes, while the other rushed to the Su family yard to collect rare ingredients...
Xiao Lingyu removed the needles from Shangguan Jinnian's head and began massaging his head. He asked softly, "Xiaojiu, think carefully now. How did you manage to hide in the carriage couch that day?"
Shangguan Jinnian's mind flashed through several images when he heard this, but the familiar headache didn't come back. "Someone carried me in and told me to hide, not to make a sound, and wait for him to find me."
Xiao Lingyu asked again: "Do you know who carried you in?"
"It should be Daddy, yes, it was Daddy who carried me in."
Xiao Lingyu frowned slightly. There was no blood clot in the child's brain and his pulse was normal. After the acupuncture, he no longer felt any obvious pain in his head when he recalled the past.
Is it a mental problem or is he just pretending?
They are going north to the imperial mausoleum to pay homage to Queen Fu'an. Wouldn't pretending to have amnesia just delay them?
If he's not pretending to have amnesia, then it's a psychological problem.
It seems we need to find a solution.
"Are Daddy and Fatty Brother coming back today?"
Xiao Lingyu nodded and helped him up from the bed. "When they come back, we'll go to the pastry shop together."
Xiaojiu's eyes lit up when he heard that. "Then won't we still be able to drink milk tea and eat egg tarts today?"
"Brother Xiaojiu." Xiao Xier tidied herself up and went into the east room. "Not only can you eat egg tarts, but also cakes, waffles, sweet potato fairy bean cakes, puffs, and... there are other pastries. Just go to the shop and take a look and you will know..."
Xiaojiu swallowed his saliva after hearing this, "Then I won't eat breakfast..."
"How can this be possible? My stomach will hurt if I don't eat breakfast. Let's go, the three of you go have breakfast with mother."
Xiao Lingyu saw Li Yuanliang carrying breakfast into the west wing, and then he took the children to sit in the yard.
Xiao Lingyu fed Xiao Xier as usual, first a spoonful of lotus porridge, then a spoonful of goat milk soup, a chopstick of shrimp dumplings, and a mouthful of steamed buns...
"Mom, I want one too."
Xiao Lingyu quickly picked up a piece of shrimp dumpling and stuffed it into Shangguan Jinnian's mouth.
Xiaojiu is the Ninth Prince, a precious child. She has to feed him like she feeds Xiaoxier.
Su Ningwen, who was eating by himself, looked at Shangguan Jinnian inquiringly.
After these few days of contact, Su Ningwen was sure that Brother Xiaojiu had never suffered any hardship since childhood and was brought up by being spoiled. He was not an ordinary child from a wealthy family.
Xiao Lingyu felt very distressed when she saw the sensible Su Ningwen, and she wanted to treat everyone equally.
Feed him!
"Brother Wen, let your mother feed you."
Su Ningwen happily took a bite of the shrimp dumpling that Xiao Lingyu handed over, "Thank you, mother..."
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