Qi wang ye, wang fei, she is crazy again

Chapter 10 The Power of Dim Sum

"Sister, this is the best dessert I've ever eaten."

Wen Yiqing was amazed, if he hadn't remembered the rules in his mind, he would have wanted to slap his fingers carefully, "I've never eaten such a delicious snack before, did my sister buy it?"

"Of course." Wen Mianmian lied and didn't write a draft. "This dim sum is better than the dim sum next door. It is said that this dim sum is made by the chef of the dim sum chef next door. It's very good."

"really?"

"It must be true." Wen Mianmian patted her chest, "Can I lie to you, you have eaten something better than this before?"

Wen Yiqing shook his head, "I think it must be better than the dim sum next door. The master must be better than the apprentice."

Lingguo's face flushed with laughter, her girl is really becoming more and more nonsense.

Wen Mianmian's voice became much louder when he heard him speak, and she promised benefits, "Be obedient, and go back to school tomorrow, don't be afraid of anyone, as long as you don't get bullied, I'll buy you delicious food like this. The dim sum, maybe even better than this one.”

Wen Yiqing was a little tangled, thinking that her sister had fulfilled her promise to buy such delicious snacks for him, and she would definitely cover him and support him in the future.

Moreover, he wanted to eat better snacks.

After thinking about this point, he nodded heavily, "I listen to my sister, whoever dares to bully me again, I will beat him."

"Don't worry, sister, I will definitely not be bullied in the future."

Wen Mianmian silently gave herself a thumbs up in her heart. It was worth her effort to get a snack back, but she didn't expect the power of this snack to be so great.

After a while, Caiyunju sounded the sound of reading.

Under the sun, on the rocking chair, Wen Mianmian, who was enjoying herself, was bubbling with pride. At this time, she would never have imagined that the power of dim sum is much greater than she imagined.

At this time, the clerk who was dealing with official business in the military sneezed two times inexplicably, always feeling that something was going to happen.

In the afternoon, Wen Yiqing went to the main courtyard to find out what her mother said about going back to the school, which surprised Mrs. Wen.

When she knew that this was all due to Wen Mianmian, her eyes were red with excitement.

"Good boy, my mother will clean it up. Will you go back to school tomorrow morning?"

Wen Yiqing raised his head with a smile, "I will go early tomorrow morning, I promised my sister."

Wen Yiqing thought that if she behaved well, she would still be able to eat the most delicious dim sum, so she turned and ran away happily, "I'm going to find my sister."

Looking at his cheerful back, Mrs. Wen burst into tears with joy, she turned around with her eyes closed, and Liu mama, who was waiting close by, said, "This time this time, old slave, seeing that the girl is sick, is really different, and her temperament is much better than before. ."

"The young master is timid and weak. If the girl is willing to pull him, it will be much better."

After all, in the eyes of these people, the second son is so timid and humble, a large part of it is caused by the girl's dislike.

Mrs. Wen smiled and nodded, "Mammy, where do I put my red gold collar with pearls, King Annan will bring someone from the Ministry of Rites to hire me in two days, and Mian Mian has to get dressed up. ."

Madam Liu hesitated for a while, but she turned around to look for it, looked at the luxurious collar in the box and sighed softly, "This is Madam's dowry back then."

Mrs. Wen picked up the collar and looked at it carefully, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, "I don't have a daughter, my sister's daughter is my own daughter, and I wanted to leave it to Mianmian."

Put the collar into the box, "It's a little old, you can send it to wipe it for a refresher."

That night, Qingfeng from the Jinyuan next door lingered at the door intentionally or unintentionally. After a long time, the person who came to take out the dim sum from the big kitchen was late. Seeing another familiar face, Qingfeng's nose is not nose and eyes are not eyes, let him withdraw. Dim sum.

I wanted to ask 'Miss Xiaocui', but after thinking about it, forget it, a girl finally came to the house, don't be scared.

Wen Mianmian, who was being missed, had already gone on a date with Duke Zhou at this moment, and was sleeping in the warm bed, not knowing what day it was.

Early the next morning, the birds were chirping on the branches outside the window, and the people on the bed were sleeping happily under quilts.

"Girl, it's time to get up."

Lingguo came and saw the person on the bed turned his back to her, and persuaded: "Miss, the day after tomorrow, King Annan and the people from the Ministry of Officials will officially come to the manor to make an appointment, and the clothes that Madam prepared for you are also available today. If you want to try on the upper body, you should come over in a while."

Wen Mianmian opened her eyes, yawned indistinctly, sat up and said quietly, "With my small physique, I can't wear luxurious clothes or beautiful jewelry, so what's the trouble to do, waste? material."

She wasn't even close.

After a while, there was a sound of picking the curtain, and Mrs. Wen came with the old woman on the needle thread with new clothes. Seeing Wen Mianmian sleepy, she stepped forward with a smile, "Mianmian is in the age of cardamom. As you age, you naturally have to dress better."

"Get up quickly, wash up, and try on your clothes."

Wen Mianmian stretched out her arms towards her with a charming face. Madam Wen was stunned and sat down on the edge of the bed with a smile. Before she could speak, the person on the bed threw herself into her arms and said softly, "Mother, hug me. hug."

Mrs. Wen blinked, recalling that when her sister was still there, Mianmian would pounce into her arms coquettishly, and said softly, "Auntie hug."

His eyes were hot, the tip of his nose was slightly sour, and he gently stroked Wen's back, and the joy at the corner of his mouth spread over his eyebrows, "They're all girls who are about to get married, and they like to act like a spoiled child."

The warm embrace is comfortable and safe, Wen Mianmian raised her head with a smile, "As long as my mother is still here, I will be my mother's little padded jacket at the age of 80. Does my mother feel that the padded jacket is very warm now?"

Mrs. Wen smiled happily and nodded with concern, "It's too warm, it's still a little hot."

The mother and daughter looked at each other and smiled, with joy in their laughter.

Madam Liu, who was outside the door, heard the laughter, and the corners of her mouth twitched up. The girl is really different.

The laughter of Caiyunju never stopped all morning. After trying on clothes and jewelry, after a lot of tossing, it was noon, and Mrs. Wen had lunch at Caiyunju for the first time.

"Xiao Yi went to school early in the morning. This is the first time he went to school so actively."

Wen Mianmian thought of her dim sum. Yesterday, she promised that if she performed well today, she would be rewarded. I wonder if the peach blossom paste left behind was damaged or not.

Mrs. Wen continued: "After discussing with your father yesterday, you will not go to the academy for the time being, and wait until you move to the next door."

Although she is young, she still has to prepare for marriage. At this time, it is not appropriate to study every day.

Wen Mianmian had no opinion on this, and just listened to the command.

(End of this chapter)