Changning first taught the children to add water to the flour, adding a little cold water at a time, then stirring it with chopsticks to make the flour stick together and form a flocculent mass, and then kneading the dough by hand.
Feng Sheng frowned deeply. He didn't know why, every time his mother knew how much water to add, he would either add too much or too little.
Hutuli was even more clumsy; the flour was sticky and got all over her hands, which she couldn't shake off cleanly.
Feiyana was really into it. He discovered that he could mold all sorts of shapes on the white surface, just like clay, and so he began to create art.
First, I sculpted a kitten shape, and that's Tuantuan. Then I sculpted a turtle shape, and that's Mung Bean.
Fei Yanga rolled his eyes and then sculpted five more little figures, representing his father, mother, older brother, older sister, and himself.
Changning laughed when she saw this: "I didn't expect our Hongzhao to be so capable! He's got the style of Zhang the Clay Figure."
Fei Yang'a was delighted to hear his mother's praise, but then asked with some confusion, "Mother, who is Clay Figure Zhang?"
Changning thought for a moment and explained, "He's someone who's really good at sculpting clay figures; he can make anything look incredibly lifelike."
Fei Yanga automatically assumed he was the best at sculpting clay figures, and grinned broadly with a happy smile.
After kneading the dough, it needs to rest. After resting, divide the dough into appropriately sized portions, roll them into long strips, and then prepare to stretch the noodles.
Changning couldn't do it herself, so she was in charge of directing the children to hold the two ends of the dough with both hands, gently stretch it outwards, and then start tossing it. The longer and more they tossed it, the thinner the dough would become.
The three children were swinging around wildly, which made Changning laugh out loud: "You can also stretch noodles while dancing, so let's call it the noodle-stretching dance."
In my past life in modern times, a certain hot pot brand became famous because of its noodle-pulling dance.
Feng Sheng'e looked troubled. He felt that his mother was playing a trick on them, but he had no proof.
Fei Yang'a was a bit silly, but he immediately listened to his mother, wiggling his little bottom and waving his arms and legs excitedly.
Changning laughed so hard she almost fell over, and had to cover her stomach with her hands to keep from laughing the baby out.
When Yinzhen entered, he saw this magical scene.
What is this for?
Upon seeing their father enter, the children immediately became well-behaved, and Changning couldn't help but marvel at Yinzhen's power.
"The children wanted to show their filial piety by making you a bowl of longevity noodles. Look, they just finished pulling the noodles," Changning said with a smile.
Yinzhen gently patted the heads of the three children, a warm feeling washing over him.
His birthdays in previous years just passed by like that, but this year, with the filial piety of his children, he was truly moved.
However, this feeling vanished completely when the longevity noodles were served.
This bowl of noodles must have a beef broth base, it smells really good, and it's topped with a golden fried egg and two bright green bok choy leaves.
This is the noodle...
Well, if you didn't say it was noodles, Yinzhen would have thought it was a bowl of dumpling soup, and there were some other strange-looking things in it.
"What's this?"
Yinzhen picked up a piece of food with his chopsticks. Inside was a round dough ball with patterns carved on it, but it looked a bit strange.
Fei Yanga immediately jumped out: "It's me! It's me! I'm the one who made the mung beans. Father, doesn't it look like me? There's Tuan Tuan inside, and all five of us too!"
Yinzhen's eyes reddened slightly. He patted Fei Yang'a's little head, and Feng Sheng'e also said, "Father, today is your birthday. I wish you good health and longevity every year."
"Good! Good! Good!" Yinzhen was deeply moved and said "good" three times in a row.
Hutuli retorted, "Father, Hutuli wishes you a happy birthday, may you have many more birthdays like this one!"
Looking at the healthy and clever children, Yinzhen's eyes were filled with an overwhelming tenderness.
These are all good children that Yao Xian gave birth to for him.
Turning around, Changning also said with a grin, "Eat quickly, the noodles won't taste good if they get cold."
Yinzhen nodded and ate the noodles in big mouthfuls. He even finished the oddly shaped ones made by Fei Yang'a and drank all the soup.
This left the three children speechless.
Ah Ma is eating so deliciously!
Is it because their noodles are so delicious?
They were all happy to realize that they had a talent for cooking.
Unaware that the children had already thought of other things, Yinzhen wiped his mouth and smiled, "Father also has good news. You all pack your things these next few days, and we'll go stay at the estate for a while. We'll come back at the end of the year."
The children were very happy. Going to the farm was much more fun than staying in the manor. The place was bigger and more spacious, and there were more small animals.
Changning was somewhat surprised and looked at Yinzhen with a questioning expression.
"And the thirteenth and fourteenth sons have been talking about bringing a few kids to ride horses, so I agreed to let them come along. It'll be more fun with more people."
Changning nodded knowingly.
However, after Kangxi recovered from his illness, these princes returned to their residences. After more than a month apart, they were able to see the true feelings of the women in the inner quarters of the mansion.
When the Thirteenth Prince learned that there had been no news of him entering the palace, his wife, Lady Zhaojia, was worried about him day and night, burning incense in the Buddhist hall and running around trying to find out news for him. This warmed his heart.
Zhao Jiayunchun has finally seen the light at the end of the tunnel.
The same applies to the Fourteenth Prince.
He originally thought that if he disappeared without a trace, Wanyan would set off a couple of firecrackers and prepare for a divorce.
It turns out that husband and wife are indeed birds of a feather.
Therefore, he has been treating his wife, Lady Wanyan, much better lately, and he no longer speaks so rashly. Occasionally, he will speak softly and give her small surprises.
The consequences of doing this are...
Both of the wives are pregnant.
Pregnant women shouldn't be bothered with unnecessary activities, so neither of the two wives went and stayed home to rest and prepare for childbirth.
Since none of them were going, Fourth Princess Yan Hua couldn't go either. Should she be asked to entertain a group of concubines?
So she stayed in the manor.
Those who followed were all the concubines and children.
Meng Guqing was quite happy. She had always loved taming wild horses, and this time she told Changning that she would carefully choose one.
Changning was a bit disappointed. The red riding outfit he had made before was already outdone, so he could only sigh in frustration.
Fearing she would be bored, Yinzhen specially invited the Fourteenth Consort to keep her company.
Wanhe was naturally happy.
Accompanying the Thirteenth Prince was Consort Wusu, a young and pretty woman, but a bit shy and not very talkative, always listening to others.
Yinzhen, along with the Thirteenth Prince and the Fourteenth Prince, were followed by a group of boys and girls, riding horses below.
Meng Guqing stood out in her bright red riding outfit, and she even specially chose a tall, brown-red horse, which looked very majestic.
The three of them sat in a pavilion not far away, drinking tea, eating snacks, and watching the competition.
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