Chapter 78 This Terrible Cooking

ed against the doorway, watching the commotion. Xiao Sh beyaz had gone out to the front yard to vomit for a while before arriving, but as soon as he stepped into the room and saw the corpse, he vomite...The Qingliangyuan has a kitchen, which was used when the Xiao family lived there.

The old woman sealed the kitchen of her own courtyard but didn't bother with the kitchens in the other courtyards to the west. Therefore, the kitchen was still usable. 。Ye Qingmei took her maidservant to the big kitchen to get three turnips. The cook who was making dinner gave her two more scallions, two cloves of garlic, and secretly gave her a bowl of lard. 。As he was leaving, he still felt like he hadn't given enough. With a gritted teeth, he decided to take another piece of meat from the root cellar. 。Most people in the mansion actually liked Ye Wen, after all, she was the most beloved granddaughter of the old master. She was generous on a daily basis and whenever she found the food to her liking, she would reward the cooks. 。Moreover, when the madam was in charge of the household, she never treated the servants harshly. So, he sincerely hoped that the madam's family would be well off. 。It's just that now the head of the household has changed, and the old mistress doesn't like the big wife's family. Even though they are servants and feel sorry for their fourth sister, they are powerless. 。They were utterly unwilling to have the same kind of meals as before. However, since someone from Old Madam's side came every day to oversee their three meals, they couldn't even add a grain of rice to Big Madam's family. 。Now that the old madam's place finally stopped sending people over, it turned out she had been struck by lightning! To add insult to injury, eldest sister came demanding scallion and pork dumplings. The cooks in the main kitchen saw their chance to shine and were so excited they almost ran off to help with the wrapping themselves. 。Yè Qīngméi's heart was in her throat all the way from the main kitchen to the Qingliang Courtyard. The maid Ruìzhū hugged the meat like a thief, afraid someone would see it. 。Fortunately, no one saw it, and even if someone did, they wouldn't dare say anything. 。The events of the seventh day memorial ceremony were widely spread, from the second master's burned hand to the third sister's beating, and even to the old mistress being struck by lightning. Each story became increasingly fantastical and eventually morphed into: Whoever opposes the fourth sister will have their master punish them. 。Sister Four's image has been reestablished!Finally back at Qingliang Courtyard, Duan Zhu hugged the meat and ran into the kitchen. As soon as she saw Ji Mamá standing there kneading dough, her eyes widened in surprise, and she stammered, "Ji Mamá, I, I took..."Ji Mamá glanced at her with a blank expression and said, "It's good that the big kitchen is sensible and knows to give you some meat..." 。Go buy it now, or it'll be mixed into the filling later. It’s been ages since I’ve smelled anything oily. 。“

Ruzhu thought she had misheard, “Grandma doesn't usually watch over all the courtyards every day and prevent them from eating meat, does she”

Zhuai er couldn't bear it any longer: “Sister Ruzhu, Granny is watching over the East Courtyard and the Central Courtyard, but she has never come to our West Courtyard! She doesn't let them eat meat, but we can. Come in quickly and close the door, so that when it's cooked, we can have a good meal.” 。“Then she asked Ye Wen again, "Sister, can you let me taste two"

Mu shi continued, “Everyone gets a share. We're not dividing ourselves into master and servant today”

The maids were having a good time, and even Madam Ji's face showed a hint of a smile. 。Ye Qingmei put the carrots, scallions, and oil she was carrying on the stovetop. She let out a sigh of relief, then looked at Ye Feiyu who had already arrived: "Next time, let your brother handle this kind of thing." 。“Okay, next time I’ll go...” 。But remember, after this meal, you should offer incense to your father and grandfather in the evening. Whisper a few prayers to them, so that they don't think we, their descendants, are unfilial. 。“There's no need to make such a fuss about it. The whole vegetarian thing was just something the old lady made up, putting herself in an awkward position. Otherwise, wouldn't everyone in this household still be eating meat We just don't get to." 。Your father and grandfather wouldn't make a fuss over this, nor would they think we are unfilial because of it. 。“ ” Ye Fei Yu nodded, “Mother’s right, then I should have done that just now!” He looked at Ye Wen Yan again, and was startled. He shouted loudly—— "Wen Yan, what are you doing Put it down quickly, don't touch it anymore!"Everyone turned their heads. Look, Ye Wen Yan was standing in a corner secretly kneading dough! After the second day of the twelfth lunar month, there was no rice or flour in the kitchen. Later, Ye Wen Yan sold gemstones to buy rice and some flour, plus what Jiang Wan Ting sent, which finally replenished Qingliangyuan. 。Ye Wenyan had lived two lives, the only thing she never quite figured out was cooking. Whether it was rice or noodles, there wasn't a single dish she could make properly. 。Just like the scene Ye Feiyu saw at this very moment, how can I describe it It's like one hand adds noodles and the other adds water. When the noodles are too thin, add more flour; when the soup is too thick, add more water. Watching as the noodles from the bottom of the bowl are added to a full basin, then a large bowl of water is poured in, making the noodles thin again... 。Everyone was stunned, even Old Madam Ji covered her eyes silently. 。 。After all, the Imperial Lord had passed away, and the imperial kitchen's meals were simply too unpalatable. He would rather go on a hunger strike than eat another bite. 。The Lord Emperor can fast, the fourth sister may not be able to, so the Ji family has to take on this task. 。The old woman pondered deeply, and so did Mu shi. Looking at her daughter's struggle, she sighed: "Even though you are married, you don't have to cook every meal yourself, but at least you should know how to make some simple dishes. Otherwise, what if your future husband gets hungry at night and you can't even roll out a noodle Wouldn't that be embarrassing"Ye Wenyan also felt embarrassed. Cooking was such a simple thing; why couldn't she do it She had originally planned to knead the dough herself, wrap them by hand, and then take them to Shi Liyuan for him to try, so he could praise her. 。Who would have thought that things would go wrong at the kneading stage Is kneading really so difficult Ye Feiyu pleaded with her: “Quickly get out of the way, and don’t do anything. Just stand aside, you’ve already done us a great favor.” 。"Yes, just sit here and wait to eat. You've always been the one who waits to eat, we're all used to it. " 。

It's a shame, sister doesn't have any sugar on hand, so I can't pamper you like I used to.

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Yèfēiyù silently took out a piece of candy from his pocket, "I have it, I always keep some on me. " 。You used to like eating it, but you don't know if you still do now. 。After finishing his words, a hint of nervousness mingled with anticipation in his gaze as he looked at his younger sister. 。Ye Qingmei was puzzled, "Can taste change What's the difference between before and now" Ye Feiyu didn't answer, he just asked again, "Yan'er, do you still like to eat sugar now" Ye Wenyan smiled, "Like! Sugar is sweet, and the one given by my brother is even sweeter to the heart. Thank you, brother" 。She stood still, but opened her mouth! Just like the former Fourth Sister at night, she just opened her mouth, and her brothers and sisters would always clear the candy and put it in her mouth, then lightly scratch her nose, and say: "Mischievous" 。Night Feiyu also smiled, "If you like it, then my brother will still keep some for you. If you want to eat it, just come and find me." 。“Done, the candy paper peeled open, the candy sent to her mouth, habitually she scratched his nose with it, “Mischievous” 。"

The kitchen was filled with merriment, yet unaware of the silent watch outside. Night stretched endlessly, observing this scene and listening to their chatter. The more they spoke, the worse it felt, the stronger the urge grew to snatch that piece of candy and shove it into their own mouth>>> " 。Although she is also a sister, why do her elder brother and sister only favor Ye Wenyan Even their mother only favors Ye Wenyan. Only her father was kind to her, but unfortunately he is gone now. There's no place for her in the main house anymore. 。But it doesn't matter, she doesn't care about these things. Being raised by her grandmother, she naturally gets along best with her. 。It's a pity that Grandma is getting old. Grandfather's passing made her feel a sense of crisis, she's afraid that if she loses her Grandmother too, what will happen Could she rely on Uncle Two and Auntie Two She has been trying to get close to them these days, but unfortunately, they have always been cold towards her. She keeps putting her hot face on their cold butts, it's really humiliating. 。Even without dignity, she had to do it. Who would have thought her own mother wouldn't love her brother! She was the most unwanted one in the big family, abandoned right after birth. 。Now the whole family is happily wrapping dumplings, and no one can remember her anymore, as if she never existed, as if she were picked up. 。Even the commoners could eat together, but no one thought to invite her. 。She wanted to curse this family, cursing them with short and miserable lives, a terrible end! While the Qingliang courtyard was eating dumplings around a table, in the Huayu courtyard of the second mistress, it was another scene altogether. 。 Xiao stood in the middle of the courtyard, her face grim as she stared fixedly at the firewood shed. A handkerchief in her hand was twisted and wrung repeatedly, until it was frayed. 。Jinxiu advised her, "My lady, think of the best. The second master only went in to persuade Xichun, and tried to find out what else she had told others." 。Just find that person, and we can kill her directly. We won't have to keep her around anymore. 。The Xiao family also knew this was the case, but she was still very panicked inside, inexplicably so. 。I always feel like this isn't that simple. Even if Ye Sheng encourages it this time, it's not necessarily guaranteed he can get the information he wants out of her. 。If she couldn't get out of this situation, then the only option left was for Na Xi Chun to become his concubine. Even if she didn't want to and resisted with all her might, she would have to swallow her pride and accept this reality. 。That matter is too big, it absolutely cannot be exposed, otherwise the first wife's side will definitely get angry. 。Before, she wasn't afraid. She even dared to team up with the old Madam to change Ye Wenyan's personal... 。After these few days, she was truly scared. She feared that Ye Wenyan would burn her hand with the fire too, and even more so, that he would hang her up and beat her. 。And that bolt of lightning that struck the old woman, even though it came down from above, why did she always feel like it was connected to Ye Wenyan

The fourth young lady had become incredibly sinister since she came back to life on the second day of the twelfth lunar month. She was just too sinister. For now, she didn't want to clash with him head-on.

With a bang, the door to the firewood shed creaked open. 。Xiao's heart skipped a beat, and she instinctively took a few steps forward. At once, she saw Xichun, her eyes glistening with worry, carrying the injured hand of Ye Jian Sheng out of the firewood shed. 。While walking, she said: "Master, your hand is too injured. It can't move anymore. Let me hold it for you, so it will heal faster." 。"

With a single utterance, 'I am just your concubine,' Xiao knew her husband had decided to take Xi Chun as his concubine...

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