After rebirth, the Prime Minister's wife always wanted to leave her father behind and keep her

Fuyuan Bakery was Cheng Songan's favorite bakery when he was a child. The owner was a Hakka and they mainly made southern dim sum, especially cloud cakes, which were as colorful as solidified fat, had a smooth and soft texture, and would not become hard even after being stored for a long time, which was very much to Cheng Songan's taste.

When she came back from Yizhou that year, Wanxin asked someone to go to Fuyuan Bakery to buy some Yunpian Cake, and then brought it to Chengjia Qianmen Street to wait for her when she returned home.

But later on, the noble ladies in the capital considered slenderness as beauty, and Cheng Songan, as the benchmark of noble ladies, was naturally easily blown down, so she rarely ate these things anymore.

The last time Cheng Wanxin came to Yuqiao Villa, Cheng Songan suddenly thought of this matter and asked her casually. Cheng Wanxin kept it in mind. Not long after that, someone sent a cloud cake over. She tasted a piece and it didn't taste like Fuyuan Bakery. She didn't care at the time and just thought it was Cheng Wanxin's deliberate act. Now thinking about it, she didn't seem to know that Fuyuan Bakery was closed.

No, she didn't seem to know about the closure, she didn't even know Fuyuan Bakery, she only brought Dingxiang with her, but Citron didn't follow. But she needed to know which store Cheng Songan liked best, so she went back to ask Citron, but Citron didn't tell the truth, so she bought the wrong one.

Then Citron's last words must have a hidden meaning. She was guiding me to find Fuyuan Bakery.

Cheng Songan suddenly felt uneasy. Xiang Cheng remembered everything, so how could Wan Xin forget Fu Yuan Bakery? How could she forget? Did she forget because she hated her?

"Eat something," Cui Yuanqing pushed a piece of dessert to her mouth, "Why are you always so thin? You were not like this when you were a child."

Cheng Songan raised his head abruptly: "Cui Yuanqing, you used to hate me like that, but you remember what I like to eat, right? Because you hate me, you pay attention to me."

Cui Yuanqing's expression froze and he put the cake in his hand heavily back into the white jade plate.

Cheng Wanxin hated her so much that she poisoned her, deliberately made trouble for her, and even ignored her father's life outside the city. She should pay more attention to her than Cui Yuanqing.

"I'm going to Fuyuan Bakery." Cheng Songan got off the bed, slipped on one shoe and ran out. The answer was obvious and it was scary.

Cui Yuanqing chased after her with an unpleasant expression, grabbed her shoulders and pulled her back: "You haven't even put on your shoes, what's the hurry?"

Cheng Songan ignored his feet and grabbed his collar with his backhand, asking in a trembling voice, "Where is the assassin we caught outside the city? Did you find out anything from the interrogation?"

Cui Yuanqing looked at her with a evasive look, and carried her back to the Luohan bed. He pushed the plate of snacks in front of her again and said, "No, he refused to say anything. I have already dealt with him."

"Pah!" Cheng Songan brushed the white jade plate off the table. The fear that had been accumulating gradually reached a certain level. She couldn't control her trembling all over. She wanted to yell loudly, but the sound was weak when it came to her lips: "You lied to me! Cui Yuanqing, you lied to me..."

Cui Yuanqing frowned, looking at the debris and snacks scattered on the ground, took a deep breath, and said to Taxue who was looking at him angrily, "Go prepare some more food."

"I don't want to eat!" Cheng Songan finally calmed down and shouted, "I want to go out. If you dare to stop me again, I will kill that evil creature!"

As if sensing her emotions, the little baby suddenly burst into tears, and then the nurse could be heard coaxing the baby faintly. It took a long time before the baby finally calmed down.

Cui Yuanqing sighed: "Then I will go with you."

Without waiting for her to refuse, he continued, "The saint has handed me over to you, and you cannot leave my side for even a step. Otherwise, as soon as you leave, I will send him back to Cui Mansion."

He, of course, refers to Yong Ge'er.

Cheng Songan couldn't take a one-day-old baby out, but he also couldn't let Cui Yuanqing send him back to Cheng Wanxin, so he had to agree to his request.

Seeing that she was relenting, Cui Yuanqing asked Siwei to show up and ordered, "Except for the Madam's people and the wet nurse, no one else is allowed to get close to the child without my order."

Cheng Songan angrily said: "Who is your wife!"

Cui Yuanqing ignored her anger and asked, "Are you going out?"

Cheng Songan ignored him, left Haitang to take care of the child, and went to the original shop of Fuyuan Bakery with Qiangwei.

The store was located in a remote area, and its business was not as good as some of the old brands, otherwise it would not have closed down. It took half an hour to walk from the Fisherman and Woodcutter Villa to there.

Cheng Songan got off the car and found that the place had changed hands. The buyer bought three shops including the Fuyuan Bakery, and then connected them up to build an inn. The buyer probably thought the original name had a good meaning, so the inn was still called Fuyuan Inn.

When the three of them walked into the store, the waiter immediately came to greet them. As soon as he saw the two of them were dressed, he knew they were distinguished guests. The waiter's voice was much higher than usual: "Hey, sir, please come in. Do you want to have a meal or stay overnight?"

Cheng Songan looked around and saw that this place was far less magnificent than Hongyan Tower. It was considered a fourth or fifth-rate restaurant in Beijing. It must be because the place was spacious and the goods were of good quality and low price, as the entire first floor was actually packed.

"Are there any private rooms on the second floor?" Cheng Songan pretended to be a guest coming to eat and asked calmly.

The waiter immediately bowed and replied, "Yes, yes, yes. Please go upstairs, sir. The first and second floors of our restaurant are for dining, and the third and fourth floors are for guest rooms."

Cheng Songan said angrily: "What master and mistress?"

The waiter understood immediately, thinking that he must have called them old and the lady was angry, so he smiled and quickly changed his words: "I deserve to be beaten. What do you mean by master and lady? It's the young master and the young mistress. Please go upstairs."

Cheng Songan was so angry that he wanted to slap him, but Qiangwei couldn't help but sneered.

Cui Yuanqing, who was standing by, took out a silver ingot from his purse and threw it to him: "Good boy, you have good eyesight."

In this area, it is considered good if the guests do not bargain. If they can give a few cents as a tip, it is considered a show of wealth. He has never met such a generous guest before. He immediately smiled happily, took them to the largest private room, and then asked them what they wanted to eat.

Cui Yuanqing coughed lightly and said, "It doesn't matter what you eat, as long as it's clean. A duck tongue soup, two meat dishes and two vegetable dishes, four plates of dried fruits, and six small dishes. I want Longjing tea, and a pot of Xinghua Village Fenjiu."

"Don't try to fool me by making something that's been left overnight. Haha, I came to you because of the owner of Fuyuan Bakery a few years ago."

The waiter understood. He had already noticed that Cheng Songan and Cui Yuanqing were very elegant, and even the maids beside them were more elegant than the daughters of officials in small places. They should look down on the food here. It turned out that they were just nostalgic and remembered the dim sum of Fuyuan Bakery.

"okay!"

After agreeing, the waiter ran downstairs to get ready.

Cheng Songan looked around the room, trying to find some clues, but the whole room was so small that there was nothing in sight. The waiter had already brought people to serve the food.

Cui Yuanqing then spoke: "Come and eat."

Cheng Songan was so anxious that he couldn't eat anything. He said unhappily, "No."

Cui Yuanqing had a dark face, and he pushed her to her seat, saying coldly, "Eat first."

Cheng Songan struggled a few times but failed. Finally, he sat on the stool with his arms folded in anger and refused to eat.

Cui Yuanqing had no choice but to pick up a piece of fried beef tendon and feed it to her like coaxing a child, saying, "Eat, the clue is in the rice."

Cheng Songan almost laughed at his expression. He pushed away his hand that was feeding him, picked up the chopsticks and ate some stir-fried shredded rabbit, and then ate a bowl of duck tongue soup. Then he stopped and asked, "I'm full. Tell me, where is the clue?"

Cui Yuanqing saw her eating those few bites like a chicken pecking at rice, frowned, pushed the snacks over to her, and said dissatisfiedly: "Here."

Cheng Songan slammed the table and said angrily: "You are always playing tricks on me! I won't eat even if I starve to death!"

"Have you eaten?" Cui Yuanqing was not angry and pushed the plate of snacks again.

Cheng Songan was about to get angry, but when he saw a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus candied bayberry on top, he was stunned for a moment, then immediately picked it up and took a bite. It turned out to be a clue!

As if to verify, she put down the piece and picked up another piece of rose pine nut candy. It still had the familiar taste. She couldn't help but try all six snacks. They were indeed snacks from Fuyuan Bakery!

Cui Yuanqing was very satisfied that she had eaten so much, so he poured her a cup of tea and brought it to her.

Cheng Songan held down her trembling hands, pushed away the tea, poured herself a glass of wine, tilted her head back and drank it. She felt warm from her throat to her stomach, and she felt less panicked. She stood up and said, "I'm going to the kitchen."

Cui Yuanqing pressed her down again and said, "You have always been smart, why do you keep trying to alert the enemy today? I was just testing the waiter. If he knew that this person was from Fuyuan Bakery, he would have told her long ago. It shows that he doesn't want anyone to know."

The wine that Cheng Songan drank slowly calmed her down, but she couldn't control her body from shaking. The truth was getting closer and closer, and she couldn't think calmly.

Cui Yuanqing noticed her abnormality, moved closer to her, held her hand, and gave her some warmth: "When we came, all the snacks on the tables on the first floor were nothing more than green bean cakes, pea yellow and the like, nothing as exquisite as our table."

"I guess the waiter must have received the reward and was giving instructions in the kitchen. He might have casually said that we are old customers of Fuyuan Bakery, so someone heard it and did all this to show his identity. He is also waiting."

Cheng Songan poured another glass of wine and slowly put it into his mouth: "I can't wait any longer."