Chapter 141 Boring
"Are you okay?"
As soon as Daohua returned home, Zhou Jingwan came to find her.
"What can happen to me?" Daohua looked at Zhou Jingwan strangely.
Zhou Jingwan carefully looked at Daohua's face. Seeing that her face was rosy, her eyes were sparkling, and she looked full of energy, she was immediately relieved: "I was scared to death. I'm glad you're okay!"
When Yan Wenkai delivered a letter to the Yan family, Zhou Chengye also wrote a letter to the Zhou family.
The letter said that Uncle Yan almost hit the rice flowers.
She couldn't sit still at that time, and the first thing she wanted to do was to see Daohua. Unfortunately, the servants came to report that Daohua and Old Madam Yan had gone to the farm.
She waited for several days, and when she knew that Daohua was coming back today, she couldn't wait to come over.
Thinking that it was because of her elder brother that the rice flowers were implicated and being blamed by the elders in the family, Zhou Jingwan felt even more embarrassed and quickly asked the maid to bring in two sunflowers.
"Didn't you say you wanted this the other day? I got it for you!" After saying that, he pushed it towards the rice flowers in a flattering manner.
Seeing her like this, Daohua was a little amused: "Thank you!"
After having Wang Man'er take the sunflower away, Daohua saw Zhou Jingwan still smiling at her and said helplessly, "You don't have to be like this. My punishment has nothing to do with Brother Zhou!"
She was blamed mainly because the Yan family was too worried about Xiao Yeyang.
Even if Zhou Chengye hadn't chosen the wrong play, as long as she and Xiao Yeyang had a fight, the situation she would face would be exactly the same as last time.
Zhou Jingwan shook her head: "Why is it okay? If it weren't for my brother, Grandpa's birthday party would have been a success, and you wouldn't have been blamed by Uncle Yan."
Daohua looked at Zhou Jingwan and asked, "What happened in that last scene? Why did Xiao Yeyang get so angry?"
Zhou Jingwan shook her head: "I don't know either. Anyway, my grandfather said that it is a taboo for the young prince and our family is not allowed to mention it again."
"Taboo." Daohua rolled her eyes, looking thoughtful.
Zhou Jingwan waved her hand in front of Daohua's eyes. "Okay, stop thinking about this and let's talk about something fun. Laba Festival is coming soon. Has your family started preparing Laba porridge?"
Hearing this, Daohua felt a little bored: "I don't know."
Anyway, she would not take out the ingredients in the space anymore. At most, she would make a small pot of Laba porridge on the Laba Day, enough for her grandmother, mother, and her. As for other people, they could do whatever they wanted.
Zhou Jingwan smiled and said, "Every year my family makes delicious Laba porridge. I'll have someone send it to you when the time comes!"
Daohua's expression changed: "Will your mother agree?" Mrs. Zhou's face was not very good to her that day when Old Master Zhou came.
Zhou Jingwan: "Why don't you agree?"
Daohua smiled but said nothing.
After that, the two of them started chatting about other things. It was not until the evening that Zhou Jingwan returned home with the two baskets of vegetables given by Daohua.
Zhou family.
Mrs. Zhou saw her daughter coming back and asked, "Is Daohua okay?"
"It's fine!" Zhou Jingwan nodded with a smile and showed the vegetables to Mrs. Zhou.
Mrs. Zhou took a close look at her daughter's expression. Seeing that her brows were relaxed and she was smiling, she knew that she had gotten along well with Daohua this time. It was obvious that Daohua did not take the previous incident to heart.
So, he felt relieved and looked at the vegetables he brought back with a smile.
"Wow, it's hard to find such lush green vegetables in the middle of winter. Your grandpa and your dad should have an extra bowl of rice tonight."
“I’ll eat an extra bowl too.”
"Yes, yes, you're everywhere, you foodie!"
In the blink of an eye, Laba Festival arrived.
On this day, Yan Zhigao was on vacation, and the whole family sat in the old lady's room, chatting and laughing with her.
Around noon, the maids brought up the prepared Laba porridge.
"Hey, why is this year's Laba porridge not as delicious as last year's?" Yan Zhigao took a bite of the Laba porridge and felt that it did not taste very good. He immediately looked up at Mrs. Li.
There's no way around it. Last year's Laba porridge was fragrant, delicious, sticky but not sticky. He still remembers the taste.
Mrs. Li lowered her head and drank her porridge, pretending not to hear Yan Zhigao's question.
Seeing this, Sun immediately smiled and said, "Why else? Last year's Laba porridge was made by Daohua herself, so the taste is naturally incomparable to others."
Yan Zhigao looked at his eldest daughter who was sitting next to the old lady. He didn't know what she was saying to her, which made the old lady laugh. His lips moved, and he wanted to ask his eldest daughter why she didn't do it this year, but the words moved back and forth on his lips a few times before he swallowed them back.
Seeing that Yan Zhigao didn't say anything, Sun didn't know what to do. She lowered her head and drank the bland Laba porridge, feeling very puzzled.
The ingredients are similar, so why does Daohua’s cooking taste better?
She stopped talking, but Yan Zhiyuan spoke instead. He put down the Laba porridge he had only taken a few sips of and looked at Daohua: "Daohua, why don't you make Laba porridge this year? I tell you, Second Uncle loves this. If you don't make it, I won't even want to drink it."
Daohua, who was whispering jokes with the old lady, heard this and looked up at her second uncle, whose face was thicker than a city wall.
A while ago, this guy was clamoring to spank himself. How could he have the nerve to say that?
"Uncle, I'm not a cook. I cook just for fun. How can you rely on me for what you want to eat or drink?"
"If this Laba porridge doesn't suit your taste, you can ask Second Aunt to make it again. If Second Aunt's is still not to your taste, don't you still have your two younger sisters'?"
"No matter how emotionally or logically, or how close we are, you shouldn't ask me this, as if it's my fault that you didn't drink well."
Yan Zhiyuan: “.”
He always knew that his eldest niece was an articulate person, and he also knew that because of what happened last time, the girl had some resentment towards him.
But he is the elder, so what if he says a few words to me?
Just look at this opening, it can choke someone to death.
Mrs. Li glanced at Daohua with a warning in her eyes, telling her to stop talking.
After all, they are the elders. If a quarrel really breaks out, everyone will only blame the daughter.
Daohua curled her lips and picked up the teacup in front of her to cover up. As for the Laba porridge, sorry, she was holding it in her mouth and didn't even touch it.
At this moment, Butler Sun rushed in: "Old Madam, Master, Madam, the three young masters are back with the young prince and the young master of the Dong family."
Hearing this, Yan Zhigao immediately stood up: "Quick, please invite someone in!"
Sun Guanjia: "Master has already led the young prince and the others here. I came here first to tell the master and his wife."
"Then why are you still standing there? Come with me to greet him." With that, Yan Zhigao walked out of the house first.
In the room, Madam Li quickly came to her senses and hurriedly asked the maid to pack up her things.
Stepping on the door, Daohua pursed her lips and sat there without moving. Seeing that everyone was either busy cleaning up or going out to greet people, she felt it was boring, so she stood up and left the house.
(End of this chapter)
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