Chapter 281: Mostly, it is obsolete

Small year.
The sound of firecrackers sounded, the lanterns in the old house were decorated, and there was a lot of laughter and laughter, so (hot r　) trouble.
"Yun Zhi--! Go to the kitchen and help me get a red pepper, oh, two more black beans."
After Mrs. Fu had breakfast, the old man madly dragged Yun Zhi and several servants to build a snowman in the yard.
After the efforts of the big guys, the snowman's head and (身sh　n) child have already been shaped, and the subsequent modeling and embellishment are worse.
Yun Zhi looked at the old lady Fu who was about to untie the neck scarf to the snowman, but walked helplessly and funnyly to stop her movements, while helping the old lady to wrap the scarf back, and said softly. : "My good old lady, the snowman is not afraid of cold, but don't freeze it."
"I'm all playing (hot r　)..." The old lady retorted in a low voice, waved Yun Zhi's hand, and urged: "Come on, I'll just come by myself, hurry and get me chili and Beans come."
Yun Zhi smiled and shook his head, dragging his voice, coaxing: "Ok... I'll go."
Raising his eyes to a servant, he said warmly: "Go push the wheelchair, let the old lady sit down for a break, and make a pot of (thermo r　) tea."
The servant responded well, and Mrs. Fu made a soft hum from the side of her nose, and was not willing to sit on the wheelchair.
There is an old rule passed down from the old house.
That is, the hostess in the house must personally prepare the food that should be eaten on the day of the festival during the important festival (day ri) every year.
In the past years, Mrs. Fu personally cooks on the day of the festival (ri), but this year, Mrs. Fu said that Fu Yunshang is the family member of the Fu family. She has been doing this job for many years and has long been tired. Fortunately, Fu Yunshang is not a bachelor anymore, so this job fell on the head of Northern Jiangsu.
If you want to make dumplings for several people, Subei can still cope, but it is a bit stressful to ask her to pack all the servants up and down the old house...
But later Mrs. Fu secretly told her that she would do it without her all-inclusive, and show it to the servants and outsiders.
She also said that when she married Grandpa Fu Yunshang, her old house rules were much less than now ((sexual xing)xing), but the men of the Fu family never enter the kitchen regardless of housekeeping, so she No one has noticed laziness for decades.
She also told her that after she became the master of the house, she might consider changing this rule. It was not a feudal age. Men who can’t cook today are not good men.
Su Bei felt that this was unreliable, and asked with a smile: "Why ((奶Nai)n　i)((奶Nai)n　i) himself did not change?"
Mrs. Fu rolled her eyes immediately and said with great taste: "If Yun Shang and his grandfather can give me half of what Yun Shang does to you now, I still need to secretly fake for decades? Now!"
Northern Jiangsu: "..."
Closer to home.
When Yun Zhi entered the kitchen, Su Bei was learning to cook a variety of dumplings with the chef. Su Yiran was not interested in writing couplets, so he went into the kitchen to help, and kneaded the dough in a certain way.
"Yun Zhi," Subei failed several times, and finally succeeded in making an orchid-style dumpling, spread his hands, and showed it to Yun Zhi with a little excitement: "Look, how?"
Yunzhi took the peppers and beans and closed the refrigerator door.
Seeing the delicate orchid dumplings in the hands of Subei, his eyes lit up slightly, and he smiled and said: "Good-looking! Madam is really good at heart orchids, clever!"
Subei (touching Mo) (touching Mo) nose, a bit embarrassed.
Yun Zhi suddenly proposed: "Madam, you can show it to the young master."
After hearing this, North Jiangsu moved.
I looked at the dumplings in my palm and thought of something. I said to the chef: "Can you steam this for me first?"
She wanted to give her the first successful dumplings to men.
Without waiting for the chef to speak, Su Yiran, who had been kneading his noodles, suddenly looked up, holding two small doughs and said: "Aunt Chef, please help me steam these two together!"
Subei and the chef looked down at the two doughs in Su Yiran's hands.
It's unexpectedly beautiful!
The left hand is in the shape of a bunny, with a little red on the nose, making the bunny look pitiful; the right hand is a stupid pig, especially round!
Su Bei bends down (身sh　n), just wanted to reach out and start to hug the cute (love i) bunny, so Su Yiran closes his hand and hides, saying: "Mom (咪mi), this is for Yu Mian Sister’s bag, don’t give it to me (Mo).
He said to hand over the pig in his right hand:
This is for Ma (Mi Mi), you can do it (Mo). ."
Subei looked at the exquisite (love 　i) little rabbit, and then looked at the rough and stupid pig. He was a little unbalanced in his heart and asked: "Why is Sister Yumian a little rabbit? Am I a little pig?"
Su Yiran looked up and said in a serious way: "Because Erbao hopes that Mom (Mi Mi) will live as happy as a pig every year in the future."
Northern Jiangsu: "..."
To put it bluntly, I hope she eats and sleeps every day, pulls and sleeps, and continues to eat and continue to sleep after pulling, right?
If people live like this, most of them are useless.
However, the youngest son was also kind-hearted, and North Jiangsu couldn’t bear to refuse, but he still wanted a little rabbit with the same style as Gong Yumian, so he blinked and said softly: "Two treasures will be given to mom (Mi mi )Will you be a bunny?"
Su Yiran looked at her cute mom (Mi mi), face (lu) hesitated, timidly talking to discuss: "I want to be unique to Sister Yumian, I will make another for mom (Mi mi) Is the little monkey good?"
"..." Why do you feel like you are too big to stay? North Jiangsu sighed silently, giving in one step, pointing to the dough of the kitten (Mi Mi) that had not been fully formed on the fingerboard and said: "Which Erbao will give me this then?"
Su Yiran shook her head with a firm attitude: "No, I made a pair of kittens (mi mi), which I want to give to Uncle Gongling and Aunt Xia Jin."
North Jiangsu pulled a corner of his mouth.
The stupid boy is not very young, but he is thoughtful.
Seeing that Su Bei didn't speak anymore, Su Yiran blinked and blinked, stepped forward, and grabbed Su Bei's sleeve, so (Jiaoji　o): "Mom (咪mi) Don't be angry, I only give Yumian sister They made one, and I will make ten for mom (Mi mi) in a moment. Except for the bunny, all shapes are given to mom (Mi mi), Erbao Zui (love i) mom (Mi mi)~"
North Jiangsu faced his young son's black and watery eyes, suddenly unable to hold his face, and burst out laughing.
Raised his hand and rubbed his little head: "Okay, mom (Mi Mi) is not such a stingy person, and he will not be angry with Erbao. That Erbao will be more beautiful, I will use the delicate one later. Pack the gift box."
Su Yiran nodded madly: "Uh huh!!"
Fifteen minutes later.
Subei used a small dish to hold her first successful dumplings and went to the room to find a man. When passing the refrigerator, he took a bottle of yellow peach-flavored sour ((milk Nai)n　i).
Bypassing the screen, Subei saw a man in a white shirt and black trousers standing behind the book case. In addition to the four treasures in the study, a white porcelain vase is placed in the corner of the table, with a few plum blossoms in it. Ao Xuehanmei, but this plum blossom bloomed in front of the man at this time, but was somewhat depressed by the man's temperament.
"Mom (米mi)." Su Qingchen first discovered Northern Jiangsu, and raised his head cleverly and called Northern Jiangsu.
Su Bei walked over with a smile, unscrewed the yellow peach-flavored sour ((奶Nai)n　i) and handed it to Su Qingchen, (touching Mo) holding his small head, leaning over (身sh　n) and asked, "Let Mommy (Mi) look at what is being written?"
Su Qingchen took the acid ((奶Nai)n　i), removed the paperweight with one hand, and showed the written word to Northern Jiangsu:
Sanjiangsheng (color), Sixiangchengxiang
Su Beimian (lu) was surprised, not because of the content, but because of this hand-written brush character.
It's not so pretty, it's mainly neat.
It's really, very surprising that four or five-year-olds can write so neatly with a brush.
Subei read the words for a few seconds, and then looked at Zheng Jiewei sitting on the chair, biting the elder son of ((奶Nai)n　i) bit by bit, maybe...she could still be a calligrapher's mother in the future?
Su Bei sighed and put the rice paper down, pacing to the man (body sh　n).
She leaned on her side (身sh　n), looking at the words written by the man:
Min'an Guotai is in a prosperous age
Subei had read the brush written by the man the last time he was fined to copy the sutra when he returned to the old house with the man, but when he read it again today (Japanese Ri), he was surprised (Yan Yan).
The character of Fu Yunshang can be described in eight words: Luan Xiangfeng Zhu, Changhong!
And her brush character can also be described with eight words: the flowing clouds and flowing water, without restraint.
...
Subei looked down at the orchid-shaped dumplings in the plate in his hand, and inexplicably felt a trace of inferiority.
After the two sons grow up (cheng), she is probably the least literate in the family...
Walking around God, his waist suddenly tightened, and the man did not know when he had put down the pen, wrapped around her waist, and took her to sit on the wooden chair behind the book case.
Fu Yunshang pinched the dumplings in the dish, looked at her with a smile in his eyes, and asked, "You made it?"
This posture sits on the man's lap and always looks like the favored princess of the ancient charm king...
North Jiangsu raised his chin slightly, "It looks good?"
Fu Yunshang chuckled, and nodded in coordination: "Well, it's beautiful." He praised without hesitation: "Xiaobei is amazing."
No, she kissed her forehead as if to show her reward.
Su Bei's face turned red, and she hurriedly pushed down the man's ((chest xiong) xiong), carefully glancing at the elder son's direction with Yu Guang. This sight found Su Qingchen was no longer in the hall Inside.
so far so good.
Subei patted ((xiongxiong)xiong) preserved meat and turned back to the man and said, "How do you taste it? The dumpling filling was also personally adjusted by me."
Looking at the proud expression on Subei's face, Fu Yunshang lightly (thin bao) lips, ate the dumplings under the watchfulness of Subei, chewed twice, and the divine (color) meal: "Mushroom fresh (( Meat rou)rou)?"
After being guessed, Subei smiled happily and said, "Well, I put some coriander in it."
Fu Yunshang: "..."
He said how could the chef in the old house be so bold.
He does not eat coriander is well known in the old house.
It is not a problem raised from childhood (娇ji　o), but a sequelae left when he was sent to the ‘purgatory’ base as an heir when he was twelve years old.
The ‘purgatory’ base is specially set up for the wealthy family, and is intended to cultivate the best heirs.
Since it is training, it is naturally not playful. If you can't complete the tasks arranged in the base, you will often have no meals.
When he first went there, he was fined for three days for not eating because of disciplinary violations. Three days later, the first meal he ate was buns stuffed with coriander pig ((肉rou)rou), because he was hungry for too long. Zi eats, but also eats very fiercely. Then he vomited a lot, and then... he no longer wanted to eat coriander.
Unexpectedly, today I was caught off guard by a bite of parsley.
Maybe it was too long for the years to pass, maybe it was given to him by Northern Jiangsu, or maybe there were not many corianders with only a light taste. In short, he did not find it difficult to swallow.
Fu Yunshang slowly and chewed the rest, saying: "It's delicious, if you like coriander, you can put more in the future."
"Young Master, Mrs. Young!-Mrs. Situ and Miss Situ are here. The old lady asks you to go to the lobby."
A little maid (color) hurried in, trembling and bowing her head.
Miss Situ...?
Su Bei trancely remembered the last time he went back to his old house. In order to be angry with her, Yunshu told her about Fu Yunshang and the former Miss Situjia (love Qing). There was also a video incident not long ago. After listening to Baoer, she learned from her that Miss Situ was going to black her.
Subei raised her eyebrows and observed the man's appearance.
It is a pity that the man (qing qing) is indifferent, as if he did not know this Miss Stuart at all, and once had no relationship (guanguan), he said lightly: "Got it, my wife and I will pass away."