Even though Xinghe only reported good news and not bad, Ye Ning and Sheng Xiuwen still managed to glean some information about her childhood from the details she revealed.
I felt both proud and heartbroken.
They are proud of their child for achieving such great success in a field they don't understand, but they also feel sorry for her for having suffered so much at such a young age.
They worried about Shengyue's illness night after night, and they offered her the best of everything.
Xinghe shouldered the burden of supporting her family at a very young age. How old was she then? Five or six? She was probably only a little taller than their knees.
There isn't much food on the mountain, so they grow many of their own vegetables and raise chickens and ducks.
Some even choose to walk to town to save a few dollars on transportation costs.
The children in the family have never experienced hardship since birth. They don't even know how to farm, let alone recognize vegetables. From a young age, each of them has never had less than seven figures in their bank account. Sheng Yue, being the only girl, is especially spoiled.
Last month, she spent over 50 million yuan with her girlfriends to buy several sets of bags and jewelry.
Thinking of all this, Ye Ning felt a sharp pain in her heart, as if it had been twisted, and she wished she could give Xinghe all the good things in the world.
It wasn't until the moon was high in the sky that Xinghe bid farewell to Ye Ning and Sheng Xiuwen and returned to her room.
Her eyes shone like the stars in the sky, her hands were full of gifts, and so were the two little ones, carrying heavy packages, excited and thrilled.
She has parents now, and she loves them.
Excited, Xinghe woke up very early the next morning.
She checked on Ye Ning's condition last night. Her heart problem wasn't serious, and she was fine after the surgery, but she still needed to rest.
She happened to have several medicinal diet recipes on hand, which were remarkably effective for postoperative recovery.
In a good mood, she began to brew the medicinal cuisine. She had never liked bitter foods since she was a child, so the medicinal cuisine she had prepared was all delicious.
In addition to medicinal cuisine, she also plans to prepare some other breakfasts.
Shrimp dumplings, rice cakes, soy milk, fried dough sticks...
The Sheng family members came down one after another.
The first to speak was Sheng Laowu, who yawned and asked, "What's for breakfast this morning?"
Then, the next second, he saw Xinghe in the kitchen. Xinghe seemed not to see him at all, and walked right past him without even bothering to look up.
The next few brothers received the same treatment.
Xinghe keeps his word; if he says we're strangers, then we're strangers.
Sheng Laosan, ever the smooth talker, said, "What are you pretending for?"
Xinghe glanced at him, and the next second, his eyes widened, and he couldn't say a word.
Sheng Laosan wanted to step forward, but Sheng Laoda held him back.
The brothers felt uneasy. When Xinghe scolded them, they thought he was sharp-tongued, but when Xinghe stopped talking to them altogether, they felt that nothing was right.
Xinghe ignored them; for strangers, even anger was an unnecessary emotion.
She glanced at the medicinal soup simmering in the clay pot; it was almost ready.
Sheng Lao Si stepped past his brothers and stood in front of Xing He, "Do you still have the tranquilizer pills from last time?"
Xinghe finally raised his eyes.
"how?"
"That drug has great research value, I think—"
Sheng Lao Si couldn't bring himself to say it, after all, he knew that Xinghe disliked them, and it would be too much to ask him to speak.
Xinghe held out his hand, "One hundred thousand per piece, no bargaining."
She just couldn't stand them and deliberately raised prices. She was happy to donate all the money from selling the medicine.
Sheng Lao Si: ...
"Ten of them, please."
Xinghe finally smiled a little, and pulled out a small porcelain bottle from somewhere, just like last time. "There are exactly ten here. Welcome to visit again."
After completing the transaction, Xinghe returned to his previous demeanor, ignoring his brothers as if they were invisible.
Soon, Ye Ning and Sheng Xiuwen also appeared at the stairwell.
Xinghe smiled slightly. "You're up."
"Little sister." Ye Ning smiled gently, stepped over her annoying sons, and hugged Xinghe. "Why didn't you sleep a little longer? You went to bed so late last night."
"I'm used to it." Xinghe walked into the kitchen. "It's just the right time for breakfast. I made it myself this morning!"
Xinghe's voice was somewhat arrogant.
"Wow! It smells so good. How did I give birth to such a capable little baby?"
Ye Ning helped Xinghe bring out the breakfast.
She made a little bit of everything, and it looked like a whole table full.
She finally brought out the medicinal cuisine, saying, "This is a medicinal cuisine recipe left by my master. It's good for your health. Try it and see how it tastes."
"My sister made this; it looks delicious."
Sheng Xiuwen couldn't speak, so he followed behind Ye Ning, helping them get their bowls and chopsticks, and casually hummed in agreement.
Soon, Xinghe and his two companions sat down at the dining table. No one paid any attention to the brothers, who stood there somewhat awkwardly.
Sheng Laowu stepped forward with a grin, "Did your sister make breakfast this morning?"
The steaming hot breakfast smelled so good that it made Sheng Laowu's mouth water. He reached out to grab the shrimp dumpling that was closest to him.
Ye Ning grabbed his hand. "My daughter made this for us, what's it to you?"
"Mom~" Sheng Laowu cried.
Ye Ning: "Don't call me Mom for a while. I don't really want any of you sons."
Sheng Xiuwen was even more direct, glaring at Sheng Laowu, "If you want to eat, make it yourself."
Sheng Laowu dared not reach out and stood back dejectedly.
Fortunately, their breakfast was served quickly.
Bread and milk, as always.
The bread sandwiches made at the big meal were quite delicious, but when I smelled the aroma from Xinghe and the others' place next door today, and looked at what was in front of me, the bread suddenly seemed extremely bland.
The brothers lost their appetite, while those around them enjoyed themselves immensely.
"This porridge is so delicious! I want to have another bowl later."
Xinghe said, "Everything in the casserole is yours. Drink it for five days straight, and your illness should be almost cured."
"Thank you, little sister~"
"The shrimp dumplings are so tender and fresh, they taste even better than those made by chefs who serve at state banquets."
Xinghe was delighted that her cooking was popular. She smiled and said, "If you like it, I'll make it for you again tomorrow. The old man loves my corn pancakes the most. I'll let you try them tomorrow."
"Sister, you can sleep in a little longer tomorrow. Your dad and I will make you breakfast. Your dad was a great cook when he was young."
The five Sheng brothers: ...
This was the first time in all these years that they had learned Sheng Xiuwen could cook.
Sheng Xiuwen looked up and said, "Yes, try my cooking too. What does your sister like to eat? I'll have them buy some groceries and bring them over later."
After saying that, Sheng Xiuwen buried his head in his breakfast again, and most of the large breakfast on the table ended up in his stomach.
They're not exaggerating, it really is incredibly delicious.
After all, Xinghe learned cooking skills from recipes passed down from the imperial chef, so her skill level is beyond question.
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