Chapter 127

If put in the past, song Xijiao would rather suffer than compromise.

But now she has matured a lot. If things are not smooth in business, they will only get worse and worse, especially for ordinary people like her who have no support and can only fight alone.

Fortunately, she met the noble Hu Que and helped her solve the Song family's big trouble.

After finishing the timber business, song Xijiao lightened the burden on her shoulders and had some time to take care of her family.

On that day, she saw the weather was just right and the flowers were blooming in spring, so she took out some jars from the house and prepared to make some stewed vegetables. She promised Hu que to make something to eat for him. Recently, Qingfeng has always complained to herself. Since she didn't send food to Ling Ziqing, Ling Ziqing's appetite has subsided and she has lost a lot of weight recently. In addition, she has cooperated with song Yongxu, which can be regarded as a debt to song Yongxu.

One by one, there is nothing that can not be solved by a jar of pickled vegetables!

She bought a lot of food to go home, and relied on Zhong chun to go up the mountain and dig some seasonings. When everything was ready, he took his mother song to accompany her and began to cook stewed vegetables.

Although the practice of this stewed dish seems to rely on seasoning, real experts all know that the most important process is the preparation of food materials to make the bittern delicious and outstanding.

What kinds of food materials can be salted together to taste better, which kinds of food materials can not be put together will make each other taste. Even how to match the fat and lean of meat, whether the vegetables are peeled or not, and how the depth of peeling will affect the taste of the vegetables, all need to be tempered before we can get experience.

Song Xijiao doesn't have so much experience, but she has her own secret recipe!

So, when the jars of sweet, delicious and pungent stewed vegetables are ready, even Zhong Chun, who has always been steady and seems to have no great interest in anything, actively asks, "when can you have those pickles cooked for so long

Song Xijiao laughed and opened a jar. She took out a piece of bean skin and fed it into his mouth: "I can eat it tomorrow. Here, I'll give you to relieve my craving."

As soon as Zhong Chun ate it, the chestnuts, who were practicing calligraphy in the room, rushed out and yelled, "I want it, I want it too!"

Song Xijiao was funny and gave another one to the chestnuts.

"Mom, it's delicious!" Chestnut's face was intoxicated.

"Snack goods, don't worry. My mother has made a lot of them. I'll let you have enough."

Song's mother sat not far away, peeling dry corn, smell words can not help but wonder: "Xijiao, where did you learn such a craft?"

What are you afraid of? Song Xijiao is afraid to be asked about these unexplained words. She can only vaguely say, "I learned from the cook in Song's mansion."

On hearing this, song's mother showed a puzzled look: "I've been in the song house for so many years. How come I've never eaten any cook who can do this kind of stewed vegetables?"

"What he knows is something else. I like to eat it myself, so I improved the formula." Song Xijiao nervously made up an excuse, "after I married Zhong Chun, I practiced again, and I will. You were still with your brother at that time

Hearing her lies, Zhong Chun couldn't help but look up at Song Xijiao. Just as he was about to open his mouth, he was covered by her hand.

He shook his head helplessly, took her hand, put it down from his mouth, and said, "it's true. I think she has been studying for a long time."

Song's mother believed this and sighed: "you are a child. You married Zhong Chun. You were lazy before, but now you look like a changed person."

Hearing this, song Xijiao felt more guilty. It's not a change, because she's not song Xijiao at all.

A bow, on Zhong Chun's eyes.

In Zhongchun's eyes, there are doubts and conjectures, but more is trust.

Song Xijiao can't help laughing, but holding his hand silently conveys something.

Zhong Chun looked back with a smile and took a sip of tea. This little woman changed so much overnight. He was not a fool. He could feel something. However, the speculation was so strange that he was not sure. But it doesn't matter what the facts are, for he has now established his mind.

Thinking of this, he looked at Song Xijiao and whispered in her ear, "when will you tell me the truth?"

Song Xijiao immediately said, "whenever you tell me the truth, I will tell you the truth."

Zhong Chun shakes his head: "I know, you are not simple."

Song Xijiao hummed: "yes, I'm a goblin. I suck human blood. Are you afraid?"

Zhong Chun murmured: "if you are a goblin, you must be a melon spirit."

Song Xijiao was stunned and puzzled: "what melon essence?"

"Stupid, stupid, stupid."

After saying that, Zhong Chun immediately got up, but it was too late. Song Xijiao grabbed his arm and kicked him severely. He turned around and hugged her. Then he bent over her ear and whispered, "if you want to hide your identity, you should hide it better. You don't want me to find it, and you can't let others find it. Understand?"

Song Xijiao looked up at him, pursed her lips and said, "don't worry, others are not as smart as you! You're the only one who's been paranoid about me all dayZhong Chun a smile: "each other."

Song's mother sat not far away, looking at the two of them in the daytime, quickly moved her eyes, and at the same time, she could not help murmuring.

Since it's all like this, why not just round up?

After the stewed vegetables were ready, song Xijiao borrowed a donkey cart from her neighbor's house and took them to the city, door to door. She first sent to the wood shop of the Song family, because she didn't want to go to the song house, she had to send it here. He went to the residence of Hu Jun Shou and gave it to his servants. Then Ling Ziqing.

This time, she was busy with her own business, and lingziqing was much better with the medicine, so she didn't come back. Just in time, I took this opportunity to help him see a doctor.

The donkey cart was taken to eat grass by the servants. Song Xijiao walked into the backyard and went straight to the study. At the door of the study, the breeze was watering the flowers. When she looked up and saw song Xijiao, her eyes showed joy: "Miss Song is coming!"

"I made a jar of stewed vegetables and sent it to the kitchen. Stop by to see Mr. Ling. "

Hearing her voice, Ling Ziqing was painting. He immediately put down his pen and went to the door. It was song Xijiao. Warm weather, she wore a lot of light, a white dress, such as lotus water, spotless.

"Here you are." Ling Ziqing showed a warm smile, went to her, fixed gaze for a moment, and then pulled up her wrist, "come, I just want to give you something."

"Send me off?"

Song Xijiao has been muttering in her heart. How can she give me something after paying off your kindness.

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