Wei Fu took the bowl happily, lowered his head, blew on it and took a small sip, smacked his lips, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Miss, this soup is so delicious, what did you put in it?"

"Just seaweed, eggs, chopped green onions, and a little fine salt."

"That's strange. Why is the seaweed soup you cook so much better than mine?"

Of course it’s because the chives she used were grown in the space.

After observing for a period of time, she found that the fruits and vegetables grown in the second-level space not only grew faster, but also tasted better.

The watermelon is sweeter and the chives are fresher and more fragrant.

But Yun Mo would definitely not tell Wei Fu about these. "It should be because today's old duck soup is well stewed. Uncle Fu, please clean up the kitchen. I will send the hangover soup to Dad."

"Oh, okay, miss, please slow down."

After watching Yun Mo leave, Wei Fu turned around, opened the soup pot on the stove next to him, scooped up half a bowl of duck soup and tasted it, and found that it was not as delicious as the seaweed soup.

Do I have to add seaweed and eggs and cook them together?

There happened to be some seaweed and chopped green onions left on the chopping board, so Wei Fu scooped some old duck soup from the soup pot, boiled it in a small pot, and added seaweed, chopped green onions, and egg liquid in turn.

After turning off the fire, Wei Fu couldn't wait to scoop up half a bowl, let it cool down, and tasted it. He found that it was as delicious as the one cooked by Yun Mo.

In the study, Shao Lin also praised the seaweed and egg soup cooked by Yun Mo.

"Momo, your cooking skills are even better than Uncle Fu's. Have you been a good cook since you were a child, or did you learn it from someone?"

Shao Lin asked casually, but his words revealed concern.

Being able to cook since childhood means that one’s childhood was not easy and one had to work in the kitchen at a very young age.

If she learned cooking skills later, then who did she learn it for? Considering Yun Mo's current marital status, it was hard not for Shao Lin to guess whether his daughter learned cooking skills specifically for her son-in-law.

"Actually, I don't have much time to cook, but I like to delve into all kinds of food, so I have some experience."

After listening to her explanation, Shao Lin nodded approvingly, and then said earnestly:

"Momo, it's a good thing for a girl to have more skills, but you have to remember that you are my daughter, Shao Lin, and the eldest daughter of the Shao family. I don't care about your past, but from now on, you don't need to be wronged by anyone or anything. Remember?"

"Yes, Dad, I understand what you mean. It's getting late. You should drink the hangover soup and go to bed early."

"Momo, go back and go to bed early. Remember to go to the ancestral hall to attend the family meeting at 9:30 tomorrow morning. Your grandma will accompany you then."

"good."

After seeing his daughter off, Shao Lin returned to his study and drank the remaining sobering soup.

The hangover soup my daughter cooked is really delicious. It would be better if the portion was a little bigger.

Shao Lin thought with lingering interest, put down his empty bowl, turned around and left the academy, intending to take a walk in the yard to get rid of the smell of alcohol.

After walking for a while, Wei Fu came over.

"Master, there's a half-can of old duck soup warming up in the kitchen. Do you want me to make you a midnight snack or something?"

"No, Momo made me some hangover soup, I drank it all, and now I'm not hungry at all."

After saying that, she couldn't help but show off, "Uncle Fu, you don't know how delicious the hangover soup cooked by Momo is. It's the best hangover soup I've ever had in my life."

Wei Fu nodded happily, "Yes, I tried it too. Your cooking skills are really amazing. I have been making hangover soup for you for half my life and I still feel inferior to you."

Shao Lin glared at him, "You drank too? When did you drink? Where did you drink?"

"It's in the kitchen. I smelled something and thought it was the servants fiddling with something. I went over and saw that it was the young lady making you some hangover soup. She said you couldn't finish a big bowl, so she gave me a small bowl to taste."

You are so good, Wei Fu, you actually snatch food from the tiger's mouth.

"Uncle Fu, I just remembered that the toilet in my room is not cleaned. I'm not in a hurry to go back now, so you go and clean it."

"Okay, Master. I'll get someone to clean it right away."

"Don't look for anyone. It's just a small job. You can do it yourself."

In order to conceal his revengeful intentions, Shao Lin added, "I trust you to do the work. The servants are clumsy and always fail to do the job properly. It annoys me to see them."

Wei Fu foolishly believed it, "Sir, I'll go right away and make sure to clean the toilet in your room thoroughly."

"Well, go ahead."

When Wei Fu walked away, Shao Lin finally couldn't help laughing.

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the next day.

Yun Mo got up early on purpose and was eating breakfast in the restaurant when a servant came in and told her that Madam Shao had invited a makeup artist to do her makeup and the artist had arrived.

Although no one told her about this in advance, Yun Mo was not surprised.

Given the Shao family's prestige and status, the family meeting was considered a grand event. She had just returned to the Shao family and was attending such a meeting for the first time. She was also the protagonist, so Mrs. Shao would definitely be worried.

There are two makeup artists, one is responsible for her clothes and the other is responsible for her hair.

"Miss, these dresses are all custom-made according to your size. Which one do you like?"

The two makeup artists showed Yun Mo the dresses they brought one by one.

Maybe it’s because of different aesthetic tastes, Yun Mo doesn’t like any of these dresses. Either the styles are too old-fashioned or the styles are too exaggerated. There is even a pink puffy princess dress.

Yun Mo couldn't imagine herself appearing at the family meeting wearing such a skirt. It would probably be more ostentatious than a peacock spreading its tail.

Yun Mo couldn't help but ask, "Did you choose the styles of these clothes?"

The two makeup artists shook their heads.

"These ones were chosen by Mrs. Shao, and these ones were chosen by Mr. Shao."

No wonder.

The old-fashioned style is Mrs. Shao's aesthetic, while the exaggerated style similar to the puffy princess dress is the aesthetic of Shao Lin, the old baby.

Yun Mo took out the skirt and jewelry she had prepared last night and said, "I can wear this one."

The makeup artist looked at the dress that Yun Mo had chosen and hesitated, "Miss, although the material of this dress is expensive, it is all white without any decorations. Isn't it a bit too simple?"

"It's okay, I like to keep it simple."

After hearing what she said, the makeup artist said nothing more.

Yun Mo used to wear the necklace with a rose diamond pendant given by Xie Xia, and the violet jade bracelet given by Old Lady Zhao. But this time she threw away these two items and replaced them with the pearl necklace and red coral bracelet given by Mrs. Shao.

Small egg-shaped pearls, not much bigger than rice grains, are strung together in two circles, with a round pearl inlaid with diamonds hanging in the middle.

The skirt was a white satin dress that Yun Mo bought when she and Luo Xuelan went to the provincial capital to watch a fashion show.

The dress has a sleeveless round-neck upper body and an umbrella-shaped skirt that reaches just below the knees. Apart from some pleated patterns at the waist, there are no other decorations. It is decent, simple and generous, and is very suitable for occasions such as family meetings.

(End of this chapter)