Traveling through the daily life of raising a family in ancient times

Chapter 78

The steamed buns will be ready in 25 minutes, because there is still bran in them, so the whole is a little yellow.

Ready to steam the second pot, Song Yeqing took one for the brothers and broke it apart, then tore off a small piece and tried it by herself.

The taste and taste are good in all aspects, soft, sweet, and not overturned.

The two children are served with meat sauce, which is especially sweet.

When they were done, she sent them out to play in the yard, because it was time to prepare supper.

This day, I have been spending time in the kitchen.

A total of four pots were steamed, and finally there were more than 50 steamed buns the size of an adult man's fist.As lunch, enough for them to eat for seven days.

During the waiting period, Song Yeqing had already processed the dishes to be made tonight.

When buying meat, I also bought two trotters.It happened to have soybeans, soak them in hot water.

Take out the kitchen utensils in the space, first use the pressure cooker to simmer the soybean trotter soup, and when it is ready, put red dates and wolfberries.

Here she was still cooking, He Yanxin came back, and He Cheng opened the door on tiptoe.

"What are you doing? It's so fragrant."

He didn't know what he was holding in his hand, so he came straight to the kitchen.

"Soy bean trotter soup." Song Yeqing took the washed mint and prepared to cut everything.

"Oh~" He Yanxin hesitated for a long time, but still passed the box in his hand. "Look... Do you like it?"

After finishing speaking, he didn't dare to look at her, retracted his hand, and moved his gaze to the burning fire.

Song Yeqing took it, her fingers turned red from the cold. Although the water on the top had been wiped off, there was still a trace of moisture left on the smooth box.

Open it, and there is a sandalwood hairpin inlaid with silver and cloud pattern lying inside.

She wondered, why did she still buy jewelry?Immediately afterwards, I was a little lost again.

He Yanxin turned his head when he heard that she hadn't moved.

The hairpin was given by the original owner when he made love to Mrs. Song, she should have known about it, so would she accept it?

He Yanxin's hands behind him were tensely clenched.

Cautiously asked her: "How is it?"

Song Yeqing naturally knew it, even if she didn't remember Mrs. Song, she still knew that sending hairpins in ancient times meant a promise of love.

Looking at the man in front of her who seemed calm, but still leaked some eagerness and uneasiness, she seemed to have understood.

The tenderness under the moonlight, his anxiety every time he encountered something, the caring along the way, talking to her every day when he had nothing to do.

Even the dullest person should understand by now.

嗏

Song Yeqing looked down at the simple and elegant hairpin, but it was really beautiful.

"I…"

But she had only said a word when he was interrupted by what he said at a very fast speed.

"Needless to say."

Seeing that she was very hesitant and was about to express her refusal, He Yanxin had no choice but to prevent her from speaking.

"I just see that your head is wrapped with rubber bands and cloth every day. I happened to see someone selling this on the street, and I bought it when I thought it was okay. Don't worry, it doesn't mean anything else. Haha."

He laughed awkwardly, trying to maintain a relaxed look, not letting himself show the slightest bit of frustration, and kept moving his feet on the spot.

"Take it, don't want it for nothing, and the main people will not refund it."

Without waiting for her to respond, she turned around and ran away.

"I'll go and see what those two boys are doing. As the saying goes: If a child doesn't move for a long time, he's probably doing something bad."

Two children:?Dad, look at our cute big eyes, touch your conscience, and say it again.

Song Yeqing stood there holding the box for a long time.

She really wanted to give it back to him just now.

Although she did have a momentary throbbing heart when she received the hairpin, but... is that like it?

Since she still can't tell right from wrong, she can't accept it casually.

The other party really didn't mean that?
Song Yeqing couldn't tell whether what He Yanxin just said was the truth or a lie.

Perhaps it is true.

So she made a mistake and pretended to be passionate?People just give a hairpin.

It was rare that her ears turned red for her speculations.

What tenderness, what caring, really, too much imagination.

After hesitating for a long time, she put the box back in the space, turned around as if nothing had happened, and continued to make scrambled eggs with mint.

And He Yanxin, who had just left the house, lost his smiling face in an instant, and stroked his heart, feeling a little disappointed.

He just did that right?
If you ask her to say the words of rejection, then...

That would embarrass the two of them, and they wouldn't be able to get along well in the days to come. Maybe she would part ways with him when they arrived in Zhaozhou.

So be it, even if it is in danger, you can't pierce that layer of window paper.

He patted the head hard.

What a failure, what a failure, He Yanxin.They all said there was no rush.

He was indeed too eager today, and for a moment he couldn't help but wanted to test how the other party felt about him.

He Cheng on the side watched him stamping his feet, feeling annoyed and patting his head. He didn't understand very much, and asked cautiously, "Father?"

He Yanxin froze, but quickly returned to normal, showing a standard emoji smiling face.

"what happened?"

He Cheng felt even more strange, and immediately shook his head.He'd better go play with his brother.

The weather is cold, and there is a living room in this small courtyard, so they eat there.

He Yanxin has now recovered, and just took the stove to the kitchen to light a fire, there is nothing unnatural, and there is no clue on the surface.

To be honest, Song Yeqing was relieved by his doing so.

It seems that the other party really didn't mean that.But there was a fleeting sense of melancholy in her heart.

Tonight's dinner table was rarely quiet, everyone ate separately, and no one spoke.

The two children seemed to sense that something was wrong with their parents, and even the posture of holding chopsticks was much more standard.

Halfway through the meal, He Yanxin still opened his mouth.

"I found an escort agency with a good reputation in this area, and we will set off at six o'clock in the morning the day after tomorrow. The four of us have to pay seven taels of silver, and we must listen to the other party's arrangements on the way. What do you think?"

Fortunately, they can solve the problem of eating and traveling by themselves, but simply go with them, otherwise the price will be more expensive.

Song Yeqing swallowed her food, turned her back and cleared her throat: "Yes, I have no objection."

"That's good." After saying these words, the atmosphere became much more relaxed, and the child became active.

"Mother, this meat is delicious, what does it care about?" He Chengze asked her while eating a pig's trotter.

Because Song Yeqing would explain to the two brothers every time they ate medicinal food, what medicinal materials were put in it, and what effect it would have if people ate it.

Education starts from the baby, so today she didn't take the initiative to say it, but the child asked.

Song Yeqing almost blurted out subconsciously: Breastfeeding is the best.

Fortunately, the brakes in time.

Recently, she was really fascinated by watching "Prescriptions of Thousand Gold", especially she also focused on "Women's Prescriptions", which she hadn't watched in depth before.

"Soybean trotter soup is rich in various nutrients, can nourish the spleen and stomach, and is suitable for nourishing in autumn and winter."

"Oh." He Cheng continued to gnaw his hoof.

Mother explained to him that nutrition is something that each of them needs, nourishment is to nourish the body, and the body is himself.

So he needs to eat more, nourish his body, and grow up quickly.

But he couldn't understand words like nourishing the spleen and nourishing the stomach.

　Note: "Thousands of Golden Prescriptions" was written by Sun Simiao, a famous medical scientist in Tang Dynasty.

　　
　
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