The young marquis was half-believing and half-doubting. He thought that he had been quite well behaved recently and his wife should have no reason to retaliate. He could only chew it vigorously for a few times, until his cheeks hurt. Suddenly, a sweet taste rushed out. He chewed it a few more times. The thing was not as hard as at the beginning, and it seemed to be bouncy. At this time, the young marquis had already tasted it. He widened his eyes and asked, "Is this a sweet potato?"
"What a foodie, he figured it out right away." Su Nuannuan smiled, turned around and asked, "How is it? This is a much better snack for the prince than those nuts, right?"
Duan Tingxuan nodded vigorously and chewed a few more times. The sweet potato pieces in his mouth became more and more tender. He smiled and said, "The key is that although it is hard at first, it tastes good when you bite it. The more you chew, the sweeter the fragrance becomes. The taste gets better and better. Hmm, delicious. This is very good. Do you have any more? I'm afraid this small half bag is not enough, and we have to save some for our own consumption."
"You have a tall and handsome figure, do you still need this to lose weight? We don't eat this at home." Su Nuannuan said to Xiangyun, "Go and get some of the dried sweet potatoes we made from the sun for your grandfather."
"When did you do it? How come I don't know about it?" Duan Tingxuan looked at Su Nuannuan with eyes that made her feel like Doraemon, so he said unhappily, "You come to Chunfeng Garden every day, but you just walk around the kitchen and the main hall. How could you know that the wing rooms and the backyard are my battlefields? Okay, just eat what you have, why are you asking me questions? Is there anything else you can do for me?"
"That's not what I meant. Now that I'm making butter, my wife still relies on me." Duan Tingxuan was laughing and was about to go to his wife when he heard a cat meow. Then the big cat Zhaocai jumped up like a mountain. This time Duan Tingxuan didn't stop it. He watched it take the two dried sweet potatoes in his hand very "slowly" and pretended to be angry and shouted, "You stinky cat, you come to steal things again, give them back to me."
Su Nuannuan rolled her eyes, thinking that he was still a young marquis. He looked so childish now. He was not even as good as his third brother. Sure enough, he heard a "meow". The lucky meow, who was originally proud of having the upper hand today, screamed. He desperately spit out the dried sweet potato in his mouth, and looked at the young marquis who was laughing with a pair of cat eyes. He felt that his self-esteem as a cat had been shattered into slag, and he ran away with a meow. Duan Tingxuan's arrogant laughter followed behind him.
The dried sweet potatoes reserved for his family were much more tender than the ones given to the prince as snacks, hard on the outside and soft on the inside. The taste was absolutely different from fresh sweet potatoes, and probably because they were dried, they had a special aroma that fresh sweet potatoes did not have. Duan Tingxuan ate five in one go. When he wanted to grab the sixth one, Su Nuannuan stopped him, and she said indifferently: "If you eat too much of this, your appetite will be uncomfortable. Besides, this is not the way you want to eat it. I told you to eat it this way. It will be eaten up after the New Year."
"Eat it up and then dry it in the sun." Duan Tingxuan said nonchalantly. Su Nuannuan hated his "sitting back and enjoying the fruits of others' labor without knowing the pain of others' suffering" face. She did not say anything, but her eyes gradually became gloomy. So the young marquis decisively retracted the claw that was pressed down and said, "Well, if you don't want to eat it, then don't eat it. I'm not a greedy person."
Su Nuannuan was so angry that she laughed: How big is this guy's face? How can he say such outrageous nonsense with his eyes open? It can't be bigger than the Pacific Ocean, right?
The next day, the prince ate the dried sweet potatoes that Su Nuannuan had specially prepared for him. He was so moved that he cried. He rubbed his cheeks and looked at Duan Tingxuan with tears in his eyes, and said earnestly: "Tingxuan, although I am the prince and you are a subject, I am also your cousin, right? The relationship between us is more of a brotherhood..."
"Your Highness, if you want to say something, just speak up. As your younger brother, I will tell you everything I know."
Duan Tingxuan looked at the prince sincerely and sympathetically, then turned his head and glanced angrily at Jiang Changjing and Jiang Changning who were eating crazily beside him: How unrefined! If you have good things, you can just eat them secretly. Why do you have to show off to the prince? Originally, His Highness was ecstatic about this snack, but now that he knows that there are different grades of dried sweet potatoes, he looks so aggrieved that he is about to cry. This is the crown prince, and you can't bully him like this.
"I just want to ask, did I accidentally offend my brother's wife?" The prince felt really wronged. Why did his two younger brothers have such delicious dried sweet potatoes as snacks, while his dried sweet potatoes were as hard as stones. His cheeks were numb but he still hadn't eaten one. This differential treatment was too cruel, wasn't it? He was the crown prince, wasn't he?
"Your Highness, you are too polite. You and my wife have only met a few times. How can you say that we have offended each other?" Duan Tingxuan quickly straightened his face. He could not take such a big blame for Nuannuan.
"Why are my dried sweet potatoes so hard that they can kill you, while theirs are so soft and bouncy and delicious?" The prince finally couldn't help it, and slammed the table with a red face and a thick neck, shouting: "Is it because the fourth brother abused his power to ask the Ministry of Internal Affairs to help my sister-in-law make jewelry? The second brother... the second brother doesn't have any ability, right? Could it be that my sister-in-law is a fan of the book "Strange Books from Ancient and Modern Times" compiled by him? But it was obviously not written by the second brother, but collected by him. After all, I am the prince of a country, why should I eat the most unpalatable ones? If it's not because I offended my sister-in-law, what else could it be? Give me a reason."
"Does Your Highness really want to hear this reason?" Duan Tingxuan said in a sad tone, "I think it's better not to say it."
"Speak, speak, I'm all ears." The prince continued shouting, without any demeanor of a crown prince. Anyway, he had no servants to serve him, and he only had three best brothers around him, so who didn't know each other?
"The reason is... Your Highness, you are fatter than both of them, and much fatter." Duan Tingxuan spread his hands: "I really don't want to say it, but Your Highness insists on forcing me to expose your scars, and I really have no choice."
Prince: ...
After blinking for a long time and almost choking to death by Duan Tingxuan's words, the prince argued unconvincedly: "It's because of this? Could it be...didn't you tell your sister-in-law that I have lost more than 20 pounds?" His voice was much softer.
"I told you." Duan Tingxuan nodded seriously, "But my wife said that this is far from enough. Your Highness has lost more than 20 kilograms, but still weighs more than 200 kilograms. He is still much fatter than the Second Prince, the Fourth Prince, and... your cousin."
"How can this be possible?" The prince looked down at his protruding belly in sorrow, and his voice became even quieter: "It will take time for me...too. I can't become as thin as you all of a sudden..."
"Does it take time?" Duan Tingxuan raised his eyebrows. "In fact, it seems that you have gained another three pounds in these three days, right? I heard that you stuffed snacks into your mouth when I was not around."
"Who is it? Which bastard told the secret?" The prince was immediately angry, but he heard Duan Tingxuan said coldly: "Your Highness, don't be angry. I understand your feelings very well. In such cold weather, it is really comfortable to eat some snacks, read a book, or deal with some things in a warm house. This is how I get by at home."
"That's right, we all understand." The Second Prince and the Fourth Prince also nodded in agreement. Duan Tingxuan looked over and saw that the plate of soft dried sweet potatoes was empty: Haha! He knew it, otherwise how could these two guys have time to talk.
"Is that so?" The prince felt that he was not a lonely foodie and was immediately touched. However, Duan Tingxuan then pushed the plate of dried sweet potatoes that belonged to him in front of him: "So in view of this, Nuannuan specially made these dried sweet potatoes for you."
"Then I really have to... thank you very much, sister-in-law." The prince raised his hands to cover his cheeks, looking at the dried sweet potatoes with some fear.
"Your Highness, you still want to thank me. Think about it, if I told Nuannuan that Your Highness had gained three pounds of weight, this dried sweet potato would not be this hard anymore. It might even become as hard as stone." Anyway, no one knew that Su Nuannuan had dried this in the fall, so she might as well use it to do a favor.
Sure enough, the prince's eyes became even more horrified, and he pulled Duan Tingxuan's arm and nodded repeatedly: "Good brother, I will remember your kindness."
"Your Highness, please also remember Nuannuan's concern for you." Duan Tingxuan said earnestly.
The prince took a look at the black dried sweet potatoes: No, this is not concern, he would never admit that this is concern, wuwuwu...
"Young masters are here? Our grandmother is in the house."
The voices of the little girls outside rang out. Su Nuannuan put down her needlework and looked up to see a few little people running in through the curtains. Their faces were all red from the cold. Duan Maosen was holding a schoolwork notebook in his hand. As soon as he came in, he shouted to Su Nuannuan, "Auntie, look at my homework. I can write now."
Duan Tingxuan has four sons, Duan Maosen is the youngest. The little guy just celebrated his third birthday, but he is the smartest and most discerning person. You can't even tell that he is just three years old.
"Huh? Sen can write now?" Su Nuannuan asked the three children to get on the kang, and then she took Duan Maosen's homework book and looked at it. Sure enough, there were only a few crooked lines of calligraphy on it. She nodded and smiled, "Not bad, not bad. At your age, it's already very good to be able to write like this."
"Auntie, I want a big brush." Duan Maosen seemed very dissatisfied with the small brush he was using. He relied on his ability to write and asked loudly, "I want the big brush that daddy uses to write. It's majestic and beautiful."
"Don't be so greedy. That big brush is taller than you. Not only can you not lift it, your brothers can't lift it either. When you grow up, your father will give it to you without you asking." Su Nuannuan scratched Duan Maosen's nose and told the maids to pay more attention. Seeing that Duan Maochuan didn't come over, she asked in confusion: "Brother Chuan hasn't gone to school yet? It's been more than half a month since he was treated. He should be well now."
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