Mrs. Xiao glared at her angrily: "Eat another piece!"

Madam Huang shook her head firmly and refused: "You can take two more pills when you get better, but not now."

"Eat one last piece!" Mrs. Xiao said anxiously, but Nanny Huang still followed the chef's instructions and did not dare to give in.

Mrs. Xiao's throat was choked up, she felt very suffocated, and she said angrily: "The older you get, the less flexible you become!"

This feeling of frustration was even greater than the previous time when she couldn't eat more chicken steak, because this was something delicious that she wanted to eat.

The spicy chicken I made in the morning was delicious, but her teeth were not so good, so she ate only two pieces of chicken and then stopped.

On the contrary, this thing is soft, but not really. You still need to chew it, but it's not strenuous. Everything is just right, and the taste is particularly strong. It makes her taste, which had become bland due to her illness, seem to come alive.

Huang Ma was not afraid at all: "I am an old servant who does not know how to adapt. If Madam is not happy, you can just beat me with two sticks for fun."

Mrs. Xiao turned away angrily and saw her grandson looking at her with a smile. Her old face turned red. It was not nice for her to argue with Madam Huang at her age. She coughed lightly and said, "Pingyu, try it too. It tastes really good."

Shen Pingyu had already wanted to try it, so he nodded obediently and started eating with chopsticks.

In his mind, Yan Qiushu's cooking skills were excellent, and the things she could cook were quirky and new to him, and the taste was also excellent.

However, this time, when the food was brought to his mouth, Shen Pingyu still felt it was greasy.

Will this taste good???

Only after he had finished eating it, the slight disgust in Shen Pingyu's heart suddenly disappeared.

It's too spicy!

He had always eaten a light diet since he was young and had never tasted anything so spicy.

The key point is that it is not only spicy, but also has a numbing taste that makes his lips, tongue and even teeth tremble!

Just because of this, Shen Pingyu might still have a little resistance, but soon he tasted a sweetness in the spicy strips. This sweetness was like a clear spring in the desert, with great attraction and wonderfulness. He suddenly understood why his grandmother liked it so much.

He finally came to his senses after swallowing the spicy strips one by one without realizing it.

At this time, only the bottom of the original small volcano on the plate remained.

Shen Pingyu: “……?”

Actually...

He finished eating?!

"Ahem..." Shen Pingyu was shocked by his own actions, but what was even more shocked was that his mouth, which did not want to stop at all, was numb from the spiciness and felt hot. When he touched it with his fingers, he seemed to be able to feel its slight redness and swelling.

But he still wants to continue!

Even the meaning is not over yet.

The young boy, who had never been so obsessed with the same food, was immediately startled and gasped. The spicy taste rushed into his trachea, causing him to cough heart-wrenchingly.

Mrs. Xiao was so frightened that she got up from the bed and came to see him.

Upon seeing this, Madam Huang quickly went to get some milk tea and handed it over: "Miss Yan said that the food was spicy and milk tea can help relieve the spiciness. Drink some quickly."

Shen Pingyu took it and took a deep sip. After a gurgling sound, the spicy taste was quickly relieved. His face turned red and he apologized, "Thank you for tiring grandma. Please lie down quickly."

Mrs. Xiao followed his force and sat back on the bed, and asked concernedly, "Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere else?"

"No more." Shen Pingyu blushed and shook his head. He caught a glimpse of the spicy strips and answered resignedly, "This is too delicious. I accidentally ate too much."

Mrs. Xiao showed a clear smile on her face, her eyes were kind and loving: "You are still a child, if you like to eat, then eat more. It's not like we don't have the conditions at home, right?"

But you can't do it without restraint!

If this happened in the Shen family, his uncles, aunts, grandfather, and grandmother would have reminded him long ago.

Shen Pingyu was ashamed of his lack of self-control in front of the spicy strips. He was about to blame himself when he suddenly realized that this was not the Shen family.

The Xiao family's requirements for their children are completely different from the Shen family's. They are happy to eat like this, even if they are not restrained, like Dongdong, that is allowed.

Otherwise, how come Dongdong has gained so much weight in just one year?

"Have I really gained a lot of weight?" Dongdong wiped his mouth full of chili oil, looked down at his round waist, bulging belly, and fat arms, his eyes were full of resistance, but in his eyes was... full of insecurity.

Zhou Zhaoheng gnawed on a chicken leg and nodded in affirmation: "Yeah!"

Dongdong suddenly felt as if struck by lightning. He was depressed, but his hands did not stop putting food into his mouth.

The last class was horse riding, and they needed to change into riding clothes. Recently, Dongdong found that the clothes were getting tighter and tighter, and he thought it was because he wore too much, so he would occasionally take off one or two pieces of clothes to ensure that the riding clothes could be put on securely.

Until during class, because I used too much force, the clothes... "sizzled"!

He immediately stayed where he was, not daring to move.

The horses of the other children all ran past him, and he ended up being the last one in the archery competition. The palace maid who was tidying up his clothes found that his clothes were torn. She was startled and said subconsciously, "It turns out that the young master has gained so much weight. I will go back and sew him a bigger one..."

Dongdong was even more shocked. He didn't hear anything behind him. He just ran to the cafeteria to eat with the crowd in a daze. When he saw Zhou Zhaoheng, he asked a question.

However, I didn't expect to get such a positive answer.

He wanted to pinch his cheeks with his chubby hands, but the chili oil on them was not removed, so he had to give up. He wrinkled his chubby face and said with a sad heart, "Okay, then I will eat less in the future."

Zhou Zhaoheng smiled innocently and said, "Then give me what you don't want to eat. I can eat it!"

Dongdong glanced at him. In the two months that they had known each other, the man in front of him had obviously become fatter because of him. He ate meat at noon every day, and he could take the leftovers home to eat. The originally skinny bamboo pole had now turned into a fat bamboo pole.

But his fatness, unlike mine, makes him look... better!

She is fair and clean, has bright eyes, chubby cheeks, and her figure is no longer so fragile.

envy!

Dongdong looked at the lunch box with resentment, and then took away two chicken wings reluctantly, and pushed the rest in front of him: "Here you go!"

"Thank you, Dongdong!" Zhou Zhaoheng suddenly smiled even more happily.

Zhou Zhaoqin, a little boy sitting two seats away, watched this friendly scene. His already depressed mood became even worse. He groaned in dissatisfaction and pursed his lips. The food in front of him no longer tasted good. They were all classmates and they were all in the enlightenment class. Why did Xiao Pingzhou give Zhou Zhaoheng so much food, but only two pieces of spicy noodles for him? !

The little boy has obviously been eating better recently, but he is thinner than before Dongdong's birthday. His eyes lack the former arrogance and confidence, as if they are hiding a lot of grievances.

His two followers noticed this and reluctantly handed him a piece of spicy strips: "Your Highness, do you want to eat it?"

Zhou Zhaoqin said angrily: "No! I won't eat it!"

"Oh." Seeing this, the little follower quickly took it back and put the spicy strips into his own mouth.

It’s really delicious!

"Sister Shu from Xiao Pingzhou's family is so amazing!"

"Yes, Xiao Pingzhou is so lucky!"

"That person is quite lucky, he can eat so much! I counted them, there are ten pieces..."

The spicy strips were not big, only two centimeters long and wide, and each piece was thin. They were given three pieces, but the flavor disappeared as soon as they tasted it. However, at the next table, Dongdong pushed a small plate to Zhou Zhaoheng, which looked like a lot.

The other kids are now quite friendly to Dongdong, so they are not stingy in expressing their envy.

Dongdong also heard the noise. He glanced at the spicy noodles, asked Zhou Zhaoheng, and then took the initiative to pass them over: "Here you go."

"Thank you Pingzhou!" The children happily took it and shared the extra spicy noodles.

hiss!

It’s a little spicy, but it’s so delicious!

Most of the children were in tears because of the spiciness, but a small number of them were quite tolerant and said they wanted it to be spicier.

The children were discussing it lively. The little follower also took two slices and asked, "Your Highness, you really don't want to eat it?"

However, no one expected that after hearing these words, Zhou Zhaoqin suddenly stood up, thought for a few seconds with a heavy face, and ran out without saying a word, scaring the other children so much that they forgot to chew.

Dong Dong was even more confused: "What happened to him?"

Zhou Zhaoheng shook his head in confusion: "I don't know..."

Other children: "We didn't bother him. He just didn't want to eat it!"

The little boy, who was confused by everyone, rushed out of the palace.

Although it was class time, Zhou Zhaoqin was the emperor's grandson and his expression was extremely grim, so the palace maids did not dare to stop him. They just sent someone to follow him and let him go.

I thought he was going back to the Third Prince's Palace.

Who knew that the child got on the carriage and said, "Let's go to Xiao's house!"

The driver almost bit his tongue: "Ah? The Xiao family?"

"Yes! Xiao family, hurry up for me!" Zhou Zhaoqin said with his eyes wide open.

The driver had no choice but to drive past.

Under Zhou Zhaoqin's urging, the journey that originally took two quarters of an hour was shortened to just over a quarter of an hour.

Afterwards, he came to Xiao's house, and the doorman didn't dare to stop him and let him in.

As a member of the royal family, he had been learning how to command servants from his family since he was born. When he came to the Xiao family, he was not afraid at all. Instead, he grabbed a maid to lead the way and rushed all the way to the courtyard where Yan Qiushu was.

"Sister Shu!" The boy's crisp call startled the busy Yan Qiushu.

Dongdong?

No, that's not the sound.

She walked out of the kitchen with her hands folded, and saw the little boy rushing to the living room. His expensive clothes showed his status. Yan Qiushu knew immediately and shouted, "Here!"

Zhou Zhaoqin paused, turned around and ran over, his eyes, red from who knows when, full of grievance, tears about to fall, but when he saw Yan Qiushu, he cried out aggrievedly: "Sister Shu, I'm sorry, it's my fault, please don't be angry!"

Yan Qiushu: “?”

She didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Your Highness, what do you mean?"

Zhou Zhaoqin walked up to her, tilted his head, and looked forward to it. His face was a little thinner than the last time they met, and he said, "Come back with me and tell my father that you are not angry anymore, okay?"

Yan Qiushu squatted down. Although the child was a bit naughty, he looked so pitiful at this moment that she couldn't bear to do it. She asked softly, "Why do you want me to go back with you?"

Zhou Zhaoqin pouted, tears welling up in his eyes, and whispered, "Because my father has been so angry these days, he's been throwing things around at home, and even beat my mother, saying that my mother shouldn't have taught me the wrong way, and that I shouldn't have caused him to offend the Xiao family. It must be because I wanted to get rid of you last time, so the Xiao family is angry and bullied my father. Sister Shu, please don't be angry, okay?"

He had regretted it to begin with, but luckily he and Xiao Pingzhou reconciled their relationship later, and his regret was suppressed. However, something unexpected happened at this time in his maternal grandfather's family, and they all said that it was the Xiao family's fault. His father also said so, and he also blamed his mother, and his regret came flooding back again.

He was young and didn't know what to do. He didn't dare to go to the Xiao family because they even bullied his father. So after thinking about it, the spicy strips reminded him and he thought of Sister Shu in Dongdong's mouth.

If I hadn't wanted Sister Shu to come back and cook for me, my father wouldn't have offended the Xiao family, and this wouldn't have happened.

The smile in Yan Qiushu's eyes disappeared, and she looked at the child in front of her in silence.

The disputes between adults often result in countless deaths and injuries, but the child only cares about whether his father is angry or not. He does not know that his father is angry only because he is greedy and wants the military power of the Xiao family. His accusations against his mother are nothing more than the anger of a coward.

Whether she was there or not, whether there was a birthday party or not, something would happen between the two sides.

Especially since the Third Prince was very self-centered and had used many shady means behind the scenes. There must have been more than one similar incident in the Qiao family.

But Zhou Zhaoqin didn't understand. He just thought that if she stopped being angry, the Xiao family wouldn't be angry, and then his father wouldn't be angry and wouldn't beat his mother, and everything would return to normal.

But in fact, she was the culprit, causing everything to be exposed more than a year in advance.

Thinking of this, Yan Qiushu still felt particularly choked up, but even so, she could do nothing.

She sighed: "Sorry, we can't control these things."

Zhou Zhaoqin's tears suddenly fell, and he sobbed, but he did not speak again. The fact that he came in front of Yan Qiushu was an impulsive action after he had mustered up the courage. He spoke once, and the other party refused, so the anger in his heart dissipated and he could not speak again.

Of course, he also vaguely felt that there were many things that he, a five-year-old, could not handle.

Zhou Zhaoqin didn't say anything else. He turned around dejectedly and prepared to leave.

Yan Qiushu looked at the time. It should be lunch time at Taixue. He came over suddenly. Judging from the time he spent on the road, he probably hadn't had lunch yet.

It just so happened that she herself had been delayed for a while because of something, and had not eaten yet, so she called out, "Your Highness, do you want to stay here and eat something?"

Zhou Zhaoqin paused, blinked twice with his watery red eyes, and looked at her. Those eyes seemed to be able to speak, asking: Are you really going to treat him to dinner?

Yan Qiushu smiled and said, "Come here, I'm making dumplings and I was just thinking of asking someone to help me."

"Can I?" Zhou Zhaoqin asked.

Yan Qiushu was speechless. It seemed that her father's temperament had changed drastically in the past few days, which had a great impact on her. A little bully would actually ask such a question, completely different from the matter-of-fact look he had when he wanted to send her away at the birthday party.

She nodded vigorously: "Of course, Shuiyan, go and help him wash his hands. After washing them, let's knead the dough and make steamed buns!"

Zhou Zhaoqin's eyes lit up slightly, and he walked over with his calves stomping, followed Shui Yu to wash his hands, rolled up his sleeves to reveal his plump white wrists. Then Yan Qiushu generously took out a small dough from the big one and handed it to him: "This is your dough, knead it hard, and when it's almost done, we can start making dumplings."

"Yeah!" He also nodded vigorously, his childish face full of curiosity.