Lingquan Space: The group pet, the little lucky girl, is busy with the sea and farming

"Yunman still has eyes, unlike Xueyue who only said that I would catch a cold." Mrs. Zhao smiled charmingly and stroked Su Yunman's bun.

"Obviously she's going to catch a cold," Xue Yue saw that she finally sat on the seat, and quickly took a blanket to cover herself.

Mrs. Zhao gave her a blank look, but she did not refuse.Because the Hu skirt is very beautiful, it is really cool.

"Let's serve, don't starve our Su Yunman." Mrs. Zhao looked at Su Yunman. "Let's eat in the greenhouse today and relax."

"it is good".

The bean rolls brought by Su Yunman were praised by the master.They are steamed in a pot and served to the table.Some of the balls were fried again, while others were made into a simple green vegetable ball soup.

Also, most of the dishes were su yunman, never had it, and mostly spicy.

"He's new here. He used to work in Sichuan. Now he's the cook of the Zhao family." Mrs. Zhao pointed to the plates on the table. "Garlic white meat, fragrant meat, and taro chicken are all well prepared. They taste like Dahu. I know you like spicy food, but I let her play well."

"Sure enough, Sister Zhao still loves me." Su Yunman saw a table of dishes, and her saliva flowed out.

"Sister Zhao, would you like some rice wine?" Su Yunman suddenly proposed while eating.

"But you are greedy for my sweet-scented osmanthus rice wine?" Mrs. Zhao pinched her face and said angrily.

"Where else can I drink besides you?" Su Yunman originally planned to get Mrs. Zhao drunk so as to inquire about Mr. Lu.However, she is also greedy when she says this.

Xueyue looked at them with a smile, and ordered them to take out the porcelain altar from the cellar, and bring a small bottle of wine.

"Don't be hot, don't be hot." Su Yunman hastily stopped Xue Yue's hand that wanted to warm the wine. "This sweet-scented osmanthus wine is delicious when it's cold."

"You're really poor and picky."

Su Yunman laughed twice, picked up the cold cup and smelled it. "Well, that's what it smells like."

Compared with ordinary rice wine, osmanthus rice wine has a little golden luster.The raw rice wine smells cool, like sweet-scented osmanthus in a rainy night, exuding a cool and mellow taste.

Mrs. Zhao is not used to drinking cold wine.She waited for Xueyue to warm up the wine before raising her glass.

"You did a good job with the porridge this time. Is the work of the nursery going well? Do you need money?"

Mrs. Zhao asked, Su Yunman took out her small ledger and told her one by one.

The other little sisters were all talking about their little days and drinking wine, but the two of them were drinking, eating vegetables, and chatting about porridge.Mrs. Zhao listened to a few words and expressed her opinion.

One listened carefully, the other spoke vigorously, but he was very drunk.

Su Yunman looked at Sister Zhao's blushing face, put away the small ledger, and asked casually, "Is it because you are dressed so well today?"

Mrs. Zhao was stunned for a while, her face suddenly became very complicated.

"I thought you would ask ghosts and gods," Mrs. Zhao said with a wry smile. "If you don't ask me, I might not be able to tell..."

"What's going on here?" Su Yunman pouted. "What is the sacredness of Mr. Lu?" I have been here twice, and sister Zhao ignored me.I thought I was out of favor!"

"What help did you lose?" Mrs. Zhao was crying and laughing coquettishly.

"But Mr. Lu is really loved!" Su Yunman said something suddenly, which frightened Mrs. Zhao into a petrified state.

"Ha ha……"

"Sister Zhao, what are you thinking?" Su Yunman bent down and looked into her eyes seriously. "Xueyue and I are very worried about you."