The Empress of the Qing Dynasty is from the Northeast

Changning first taught the children to add water to the flour, adding a little cold water at a time, and then stir it with chopsticks to make the flour stick together and form flocs, and then knead the dough with their hands.

Fengsheng frowned tightly. He didn't know why his mother always knew how much water to add, but he always added too much or too little.

Hutuli was even more clumsy, as her hands were sticky and the flour was sticky, so once it got on her hands, she couldn't get it all clean.

Fei Yang'a was completely excited. He found that he could mold all kinds of shapes on this white surface, just like mud, and thus began to create art.

First, I made a kitten shape, which is Tuantuan. Then I made a turtle shape, which is Mung Bean.

Fei Yang'a rolled his eyes and pinched five more little figures, namely his father, mother, brother, sister and himself.

Chang Ning smiled when he saw this: "I didn't expect our Hong Zhao to be so powerful! He has a bit of the demeanor of Zhang the Clay Man."

Fei Yang'a was very happy to hear his mother's praise, but then he became a little confused: "Mother, who is Zhang the Clay Man?"

Chang Ning thought for a moment and explained: "He is a man who is very good at making clay figures. He can make anything look lifelike."

Fei Yang'a automatically understood that he was the best at making clay figures, and he smiled happily with his mouth wide open.

After kneading the dough, you need to let it rest. After that, divide the dough into some appropriate-sized portions, roll them into long strips, and then prepare to stretch them.

Changning couldn't do it, so she took charge of directing the children to hold the two ends of the noodles with both hands, gently stretch them outwards, and then start to swing them. The longer and longer they swung, the finer the noodles became.

The three children were swinging their arms and legs, and Changning laughed out loud: "You can also stretch noodles while dancing, which is called the noodle stretching dance."

In the past, in modern times, a certain hotpot brand became popular by selling stretched noodles.

Feng Sheng'e looked embarrassed. He felt that his mother was playing tricks on them, but he had no evidence.

Fei Yang'a was silly and immediately listened to his mother's words, twisting his little butt and dancing with his hands and face shaking.

Changning laughed so hard that she fell backwards and had to cover her stomach with her hands for fear of making the baby laugh.

This was the magical scene that Yinzhen saw when he came in.

"What is this doing?"

When they saw their father come in, the children immediately became well-behaved. Changning couldn't help but sigh at Yinzhen's power.

"The children want to show their filial piety, so they make you a bowl of longevity noodles. Look, the noodles are freshly pulled." Changning said with a smile.

Yinzhen touched the three children's heads kindly, and a warm feeling passed through his heart.

He had celebrated his birthday just like that in previous years, but this year, with the filial piety of his children, he was deeply moved.

However, this feeling disappeared completely when the longevity noodles were served.

This bowl of noodles should be made with beef broth, and it smells very fragrant. There is a golden fried egg and two green vegetables on top.

This is the noodle...

How to put it, if it wasn't noodles, Yinzhen would have thought it was a bowl of dumpling soup, and there were some strange shapes too.

"what is this?"

Yinzhen picked up a piece of dough with chopsticks and found a round lump of dough with patterns carved on it, which looked a bit weird.

Fei Yang'a jumped out immediately: "It's me! It's me! I made the mung beans. Father, do you think they look like them? There's Tuantuan inside, and the five of us!"

Yinzhen's eyes were slightly red, and he touched Fei Yang'a's little head. Feng Sheng'e also said: "Father, today is your birthday. Your son wishes you good health and longevity every year."

"Good! Good! Good!" Yinzhen was deeply moved and said three good words in a row.

Hutuli was not to be outdone: "Father, Hutuli wishes you a happy birthday, may this day come to you every year! May this day come to you every year!"

Looking at the healthy and smart children, Yinzhen's eyes were filled with deep tenderness.

These are all the good children that Fairy Yao gave birth to for him.

Turning around, Chang Ning also said with a smile: "Eat quickly, the noodles won't taste good if they get cold."

Yinzhen nodded and took big mouthfuls of the noodles. He even ate up the few strange-shaped ones that Fei Yang'a had pinched and drank up all the soup.

This left the three children stunned.

Ama eats so deliciously!

Is it because the noodles they make are so delicious?

They were all happy when they thought of this, because it turned out that they had a talent in cooking.

Yinzhen, who didn't know that the children had already thought of going somewhere else, wiped his mouth and said with a smile: "Father, I have good news here too. You guys pack up your things in the next two days and we will live in the farm for a while. We will come back at the end of the year."

The children were very happy. It was much more fun to go to the farm than to the mansion. The place was bigger and wider, and there were more small animals.

Changning was a little surprised and looked at Yinzhen with some inquiry.

"And Old Thirteen and Old Fourteen, they kept talking about bringing a few kids to go horse racing together, so I agreed to let them come together, so it would be more lively if we had more people."

Changning nodded in understanding.

However, since Kangxi recovered from his serious illness, these princes returned to the palace. After an absence of more than a month, they saw the true feelings of the women in the backyard of the palace.

When the Thirteenth Master learned that there was no news about his entry into the palace, it was his Concubine Zhaojia who was worried day and night, burning incense in the Buddhist temple and running around trying to find out news for him. He felt warm in his heart.

Zhao Jia Yunchun finally saw the light at this time.

The same goes for the Fourteenth Master.

He originally thought that there would be no news about him, so Wanyan must have set off a few firecrackers in preparation for a divorce, right?

I didn't expect that husband and wife are really birds of the same forest.

So recently, he has been much nicer towards his wife Wanyan, and he is no longer so rude in his words. Occasionally, he will speak softly and give her little surprises.

The consequence of doing this is.

Both wives are pregnant.

One shouldn't be too busy when pregnant, so the two wives didn't go and stayed at home to rest and take care of their babies.

If they don't go, it would be inappropriate for Fourth Lady Yan Hua to go either. Would she be asked to entertain a group of concubines?

So she stayed in the mansion as well.

Those who followed were the concubine and the children.

Mengguqing was very happy. She was born to like taming wild horses. This time she told Changning that she would choose a good one.

Changning felt a little regretful. He hadn't even put on the red riding suit he had made before, and now he had this one, so he could only sigh in regret.

Yinzhen was afraid that she would be bored, so he specially invited the fourteenth concubine to accompany her.

Wanhe was naturally happy.

The one who came to Thirteenth Mansion was the concubine Wusu. She was young and pretty, but a little shy. She didn't like to talk much and always listened to what others said.

Yinzhen, the Thirteenth Prince, the Fourteenth Prince, and a group of boys and girls were riding horses below.

Mengguqing was particularly eye-catching in her bright red riding clothes. She also specially picked a tall, brown-red horse, which looked majestic.

The three of them sat in a pavilion not far away, drinking tea, eating snacks and watching them compete.