The Wang family of the Red Chamber has a wife

On this day, just after Chongjiu, Shi Qingwan stood in the yard with her slightly protruding belly, bent slightly, picked up a bright yellow crab claw chrysanthemum, and handed it to Hua Jin behind her.

Xiu Ming carried a filigree inlaid gold eight-treasure Ruyi food box into the yard, and looked at her master wearing a brocade shirt with flowing colors and dark flowers, a silk skirt with silver embroidered white butterflies, and a pink skirt around her waist. At the waist, two strings of tassels fell from the side of the waist, and a few pearls were adorned at the bottom, which looked pretty and gorgeous.Behind Shi Qingwan stood two little servant girls, one was holding a newly-tailored Badayun Chunjin cloak, and the other was holding a half-foot-high Beauty Dendrobium vase, inside which were two or three different colored cloaks. Chrysanthemums are tender and beautiful.

"Grandma, the plum blossom soup cake you want is here. Why don't you put that 'Hengjing Denggao' small table on the porch and eat the flowers, isn't it very interesting?" Xiuming watched Shi Qingwan linger among the flowers In the middle, the interest was high, so he bowed to her blessed body with a smile, and proposed.

Hearing her voice, Shi Qingwan turned her head to see the embroidered tea that had been combed into a woman's bun, and said with a crooked smile, "Why don't you stay at home and rest for a few more days? There are no important things in the future, and you can't be free." Lah!" Xiu Ming has now put on a lady's bun, and it is the sweet time of the newlyweds, so Shi Qingwan specially stopped her work for a few days, letting her cultivate her relationship with Feng Cheng.

"Hi! Look at what you said, I am born to be a hard worker! After a few days of free time, I just thought about how your meal is going today? How is our little master's appetite? You don't have to call my family. Annoyed!" Xiu Ming handed the food box in her hand to the little maid standing in the corridor, and there was already a second-class maid beside her who led the rough servant to the storeroom and overturned the little table with the picture of Hengjing ascending to the heights.

Shi Qingwan pursed her lips and smiled slightly. When she got closer, she smelled the scent of sandalwood mixed with the fragrance of plum blossoms coming out of the food box. Just thinking about plum blossom soup cakes, no one in the kitchen can make your taste, either the chicken soup is not clear enough, or the plum blossom slices are kneaded so hard that they are not chewy! The plum blossom smell is also strange—"

It's funny to say that after experiencing the loss of appetite in the first two months of pregnancy, Shi Qingwan's appetite suddenly increased, and she had at least seven or eight meals a day, more or less. Her taste was different every day, but It's because I'm tired of Xiu Ming and the crowd waiting in the kitchen, and I have to think about fresh food every day.

Xiu Ming supported Shi Qingwan to sit down on the embroidered pier behind the table. Hearing this, she smiled and showed a small canine tooth, which looked very playful. She shook her head: "Where did they ever cook such elegant food? Two meals at a time There are also times when you can’t make it right the first time!”

Plum Blossom Soup Cake is made by soaking fresh white plum blossoms or dried ones, taking good sandalwood powder, adding some seasoning powder, making dough into wonton wrappers, and chiseling them into plum blossom-shaped iron molds. Flower-shaped, boiled in chicken bouillon.The white plum blossoms are quiet and lively, but the sandalwood is calm and steady. The combination of the two, together with the small plum blossoms, the transparent skin, and the delicious soup, can be regarded as a very fine noodle dish.

This is also the method I got from the recipe notes of the predecessors. Although Shi Qingwan tried it in modern times, she couldn't find clean plum blossoms; there were two plum trees growing in her space, but they have never been in the past few years. I haven't seen it bloom, so I can't do anything about it.When she got here, her wish could be fulfilled with such a bit of elegance and wildness.

Regardless of the fact that her mouth was still a little hot, Shi Qingwan scooped up a piece of dough with a spoon and put it in her mouth.The hot soup magnifies the unique fragrance of plum blossom slices, and the slightly sweet umami taste slowly dissipates in the mouth.Her pair of watery star pupils suddenly widened, and she just felt satisfied for a moment.

Looking at his master holding a big soup bowl and eating happily, Xiuming is also very generous.His eyes fell on the dozens of pots of chrysanthemums that were specially brought in in the yard, why not use these for some food tomorrow?She has already begun to search for recipes in her mind that can remove the coldness and make chrysanthemum delicious...

After eating a large bowl of soup cakes, Shi Qingwan put down the bowl and chopsticks, and turned her head to see Wang Ziteng standing at the gate of the yard, leaning on the door and looking at her with a somewhat uncontrollable smile.

"Look at how delicious your food is!" Wang Ziteng walked quickly to the corridor, holding Shi Qingwan's hand, he didn't feel cold, he relaxed, tapped the tip of her nose, and teased with a little narrowness: "It's such a big meal." If you eat it in a bowl, you probably won't be able to use the dim sum I brought back!"

As soon as he got closer, Shi Qingwan's little nose, which had become extremely sensitive since she was pregnant, moved, smelled a salty smell, cleared her throat, stared at Wang Ziteng with her watery eyes, and threatened seriously: "Hey! Take it out quickly! Your fat son said he was hungry!"

Only hearing a "puchi", Xiu Ming couldn't help laughing, facing the eyes of the couple, she quickly squatted down: "Grandma, don't be annoyed, I thought of a fresh meal, I'll go now I'll cook the kitchen for you!" Seeing Wang Ziteng waving her hand to let her go down, Xiu Ming quickly gave the two serving maids a look, and led them out together.

Feng Cheng's family is very knowledgeable and interesting - Wang Ziteng turned his face, looked at the yard where only him and Shi Qingwan were left for a moment, and nodded with satisfaction.Seeing Shi Qingwan's kitten-like, watery star eyes shining brightly, his heart moved slightly, and he was defeated by such a pitiful offensive.

Taking out a tightly wrapped cloth bag from behind her, Shi Qingwan's eyes lit up, took it over and unwrapped the blue floral cloth wrapped outside, but there was still a thick layer of oil paper inside. Straw rope tied.

Wang Ziteng unfolded the cloak he had received from the little maid earlier, and put it on Shi Qingwan. Although the sun was warm and the sun was high, there would still be a cold wind in the courtyard from time to time; he watched his wife eagerly unwrap the paper bag He smiled knowingly.

"Shrimp Cakes!" Shi Qingwan looked at the stack of small pancakes that were piled up inside, yellow and fragrant, about half the size of a palm, and was very pleasantly surprised.

The capital is close to the north, so there are few rivers, and most of them are artificially built to communicate between the north and the south.The method of this shrimp cake is southern style. The most important raw material is raw shrimp meat, which is used in a large amount, so it can only be eaten in places with abundant fish and shrimp.

Wang Ziteng cut off a piece of oil paper that was newly torn next to him in a slow manner, held the edge of the shrimp cake, and brought it to Shi Qingwan's mouth: "I went to Rongguo Mansion today, and on the way back, I met an old man with a Jinling accent. , Carrying this cloth bag and selling it, no one paid any attention to it, I asked, and bought it together."

Shi Qingwan took a bite. Although it was a bit cold, it was still crispy and salty.Hearing this, she froze for a moment, swallowed the shrimp cakes in her mouth and raised her brows suspiciously: "Rongguo Mansion? What are you going there for?"

After listening to Wang Ziteng's narration, Shi Qingwan's jaw almost dropped from shock. If it spreads, it will be a big scandal!Is it the fighting version of domestic violence?She recalled it carefully, and couldn't help but feel a little hesitant. It seems that it is very different from the one in the Red Mansion... It stands to reason that Jia Shishi has been an old lord for decades and enjoyed all the wealth and glory, and later ransacked the house or something , and relying on his imperial identity and private house, he survived to a long life and passed away peacefully!

However, Shi Qing thought about it wanly, his eyes fell on his lower abdomen, and the corners of his lips were raised slightly, everything will turn for the better, maybe there is something wrong somewhere else, so I gave the old lady's peaceful life to Die , fate is also uncertain...

"This is a family matter. For the sake of family acquaintances, it's enough to go to a scene! Although everyone knows it well, but the face of this noble family still needs to be taken care of—" Shi Qingwan tidied up Clean up and wrap the dozen pieces of shrimp cakes in oiled paper again. Although she has recently become a glutton for food, she couldn't finish eating a big bowl of soup cakes that filled her stomach; she stood up and stood up. Wang Ziteng looked at her food-protecting action, and managed to hold back, thus saving Shi Qingwan's face.

After hearing her remarks, Wang Ziteng nodded in agreement, held her waist, and slowed down, and the two walked into the house side by side: "It's natural, but seeing Enhou today, he was so haggard; Grandma is six months old now, unable to take care of the house, and the eldest girl fell ill again due to fright, and Enhou is really exhausted after busying himself all by himself!"

Sighing, Shi Qingwan thought of something: "Hey, do you think Mr. Jia can recover? If there is something wrong, the marriage between their second master and the second girl from Jinling shouldn't be delayed for several years." What?!"

Wang Ziteng hugged his wife's limp body and sat down on the beauty couch in front of the window. He was about to pour tea, but he was stunned when he heard this. He had forgotten this before, so he couldn't help frowning.

To be honest, anyone who is calculated maliciously again and again will have a temper; what's more, this person with ulterior motives is his own sister, which undoubtedly makes the prince even more cold-hearted.Therefore, he hoped that Wang Yuening could get married as soon as possible. Even though her natal family was still her reliance on the water splashed by her married daughter, it was no longer a place where she could do whatever she wanted.Becoming someone's wife, after all, you have to think a lot!

Rongguofu.

"Ho...ho..." Jia Shishi looked at the person standing in front of him, his angry eyes were almost like a sharp awl, if he could, he would have pierced the person's throat long ago.She struggled desperately to make a sound, but the only thing that came out of her mouth was the broken sound of her throat being blocked.

A trace of indifference and contempt flashed across Jia Daishan's eyes. His arms were wrapped in white gauze, and he was hung on a splint. As if polished by sandpaper: "Don't worry, you won't die immediately! Zheng'er is about to get married in a month, if you die, the marriage will be delayed for three years... Shi Shi, you have to try it out!" Taste this feeling, lying like a living dead! For your beloved son, you must be willing, right?"

Jia Shishi couldn't help roaring in her heart, but unfortunately she could no longer move or speak.Tears of despair flowed down, soaking the gray temples.She knew the heartless man in front of her. Since he said so, then——I'm afraid that even the chance of suicide is in his hands!I should be heavier and more accurate!It's not like this situation where you can't kill a snake but suffer from it...

Looking at the tears in the corners of Jia Shishi's eyes, Jia Daishan only felt happy, but at the same time felt regretful.If it wasn't for Min'er's reputation, he would have wanted to divorce this vicious woman who dared to murder her husband; but—with a sneer, he turned and walked out the door, hanging here alive like this, to her It must be more difficult torment than death!

Seeing his father's vicissitudes now, Jia She felt very sad.

That day, as soon as he stepped into Rongxi Hall, he was really shocked when he saw his father's arm broken by the vase and the blood stains on half of his shirt; Beside the chair at the back, there was still a broken Lianzhu flask in her hand, and her younger sister Jia Min was also limp on the ground, her face turned pale with fright.Panicked, he could only follow his father's order to silence the maidservants who accompanied his sister, and then invited the imperial physician, so there was no big disturbance.

He also tried to get some information from Jia Daishan by insinuating, but in vain.In desperation, Jia Amnesty had no choice but to take on the management affairs of the entire Rongguo Mansion. Although this was something he had been looking forward to for a long time, he really couldn't be happy at this special juncture.

"Xie'er, there are some things that you should not ask about!" Jia Daishan caught a glimpse of the eldest son's vacillating eyes, although he was still a little shy, but in comparison, he already had the prestige of an heir to the Duke's Mansion.He only hated himself for being ill on the battlefield in the early years. After these days of tossing, he couldn't help getting new injuries and even recurring old diseases. There is not much time left, and he is afraid that he will not be able to hand everything over to Jia's amnesty.

"Yes, Father!"

The deep estrangement between father and son over the years because of Jia Shishi cannot be eliminated in a day or two. Jia Daishan understood this, sighed, raised his other good arm, and patted the eldest son on the shoulder : "Xie'er, remember, in the future you will be the heir of the government of this country, you must show your bearing and methods!"

This is the first time Jia She heard such words from Jia Daishan, his body was slightly stiff, maybe it was because of the uneasiness of being entrusted with a heavy responsibility by his father, or maybe it was because the neglect he had received over the years had accumulated too much, all of a sudden he unexpectedly I was at a loss.

"You, your mother, don't worry about it—you, the elder brother, will take care of Zheng'er's marriage; after he gets married, you two brothers can separate! Your sister, her I will prepare the dowry for her first, and when the time comes, you will only choose a good son-in-law for her, which will be regarded as the fulfillment of your brother-sister bond!" Jia Daishan looked at Jia She's similar appearance to himself, and was in a daze for a while. After explaining things one by one, there is something about the next world in his demeanor.

Hearing that this was quite an excuse, Jia She exclaimed: "Father!" As if he didn't hear his son's cry, a relaxed smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and muttered: "Hey son, don't worry, Jia Daishan didn't know what he thought of, his eyes flashed across the monk's evil hatred, and his loving and nostalgic eyes fell on Jia She, he repeated, don't worry!"