Quick wear: She has turned over the big guys from all walks of life

I can’t keep up with my age, and I can’t keep up with my height.

What should I do if my wife-in-law is still a dwarf?

Zhou Ting covered his forehead and laughed helplessly, his voice full of endearment.

What can I do with my own daughter-in-law? Pamper me, let me indulge you.

His Yiyi is not a person who can't figure things out. Once he identifies him, he will definitely take him to heart. Sooner or later, he will have to learn these things, and he has to think of a way to persuade Yiyi to follow him early.

The next day.

At dawn, two carriages drove out from the palace; a group of guards followed on horseback, and Bu Wei took out the prepared food boxes while sitting in the carriage.

"Master, please use some." Open the food box and pull out the small table in the carriage; layers of boxes are placed on the small table, each layer of pastry has a different type and appearance.

Zhou Ting only took one plate and said, "Put it back."

Not because he didn't know why, he still obeyed the master's instructions and put the cakes back into the original grid. He looked up and saw Zhou Ting eating the cakes slowly, and his heart skipped a beat.

"Master, do you want to give these pastries to Mrs. Cheng?"

"Yeah." Zhou Ting nodded.

Buwei pursed his lips and said, "But you haven't used the food for breakfast. How can you eat so little?"

A plate of pastries can have up to eight pieces, all calculated according to the prince's portion; each piece is only two fingers wide and as long as a finger bone, and can only be used to pad the stomach.

"It doesn't matter."

Zhou Ting waved his hand, finished the cake, handed the plate to Buwei, closed his eyes and rested.

Buwei took it and put it aside, looking at his master with a little worry; his green face seemed to have changed a little, becoming a little more determined.

When the carriage arrived at Cheng's house, Bu Wei opened the carriage to welcome Zhou Ting to get off.

Because it was New Year's Eve, the Cheng family was very lively, with the courtyard door wide open and laughter constant.

Zhou Ting looked at the simple and unassuming courtyard and Buwei stepped forward and asked, "Sir, I'll call Miss Cheng."

"Yeah." Zhou Ting nodded lightly, walked to the door and knocked on the door; the people inside were so happy that they laughed so loudly that they didn't hear the knock on the door at all.

Buwei knocked twice more, but still no one came out of the courtyard, so Buwei had no choice but to shout at a high voice.

"Miss Cheng, Miss Cheng, are you at home?"

"Who is it?"

Everyone was chatting and laughing in the kitchen for a while, then Cheng Minglian frowned and walked out of the kitchen; he was followed by a group of men, Mingyi also followed, and only the female family members were left in the kitchen.

When they walked to the door and saw Bu Wei, everyone suddenly realized.

"It's Bu Wei who is around Prince Zhou!"

"No, why are you here? Is Chaosheng here?"

Mingyi raised a smile and stepped forward quickly.

Buwei had an apologetic smile on his face when he faced Cheng Mingyi, "Ms. Cheng, the Crown Prince is outside. I came here this time to give you New Year's gifts. I have also prepared New Year's gifts for the rest of the Cheng family."

Cheng Dazhu and others were flattered.

According to past practice, they were not part of Zhou Shizi's gifts; they were surprised and uneasy by such a sudden visit.

"Chaosheng is here." Mingyi walked up the steps to the door and saw him, "Chaosheng!"

Step out of the threshold and stride forward.

Zhou Ting, who was expressionless at first, burst into laughter as soon as he saw her, "Yiyi, may you have a happy new year."

“The New Year is full of health and prosperity.”

Zhou Ting smiled and handed over a red envelope made of folded red paper, "New Year's money." "Is there any more New Year's money?" Huan happily took it, it was quite heavy; he put it into his pocket and said with a cheerful smile: "You prepared lucky money for me, but I didn't prepare anything for you."

"You don't need to prepare. I came here specifically to see you today. I won't be able to see you tomorrow because of the New Year's Eve in my house. It will be hard to be free in the next half month. You can eat and drink well at home and sleep well. I'll come and play with you when I'm free. "

Zhou Ting smiled softly, which made Mingyi feel embarrassed; she was given lucky money and a new year's gift, but she didn't prepare anything.

After thinking about it, I can't let people go back empty-handed, it's not polite.

"Come on, let's go in and talk." He took the initiative to extend his hand.

Zhou Ting held her little hand with joy and was pulled by her towards the house.

Seeing this, he smiled and said, "Ms. Cheng, my eldest son has no need to eat in court."

Mingyi stopped and looked back; Buwei nodded repeatedly, indicating that he had not lied to her.

Mingyi looked towards Zhou Ting again, only to see Zhou Ting brushing his eyes away in displeasure.

"It doesn't matter, we just made a lot of dumplings, including mushroom stuffing, pickled cabbage stuffing, radish stuffing, and cabbage stuffing. What kind of stuffing does Chaosheng want to eat? Or, I'll make some for you too."

"Let's have some." Zhou Ting said expectantly: "I haven't eaten pickled cabbage stuffing or radish stuffing yet."

Mingyi chuckled, "Then you're in for a treat. I used a little sour radish for the radish, the kind that's soaked in a vat; it's sour and very appetizing."

"Then I'm waiting to eat."

Entering the courtyard, Cheng Dazhu and others were busy greeting each other.

"Good morning, Your Majesty."

"No need to be polite." Zhou Ting only glanced at them and returned to Mingyi.

Mingyi said: "Dad, let mother bake some of the dumplings I made yesterday. Chaosheng and I will go back to Canghaiyuan first, and I will bring them to you later after the dumplings have been made."

"No need for you, just let your brother carry it over." Cheng Dazhu said hurriedly.

Cheng Yuanxi couldn't say what he said. He wanted to deliver it in person.

"Then thank my parents and brother. Grandpa, let's go first."

Watching Mingyi and the two walk through the Moon Gate, Cheng Dazhu stood up with a smile and patted Cheng Yuanxi on the shoulder, "Why are you standing there stupidly? Let Chen make the dumplings; Mingli will go and wait together, the dumplings will be warm. It’s delicious. Once it’s cooked, hurry up and deliver it to Mingyi.”

"I understand, grandfather." Cheng Mingli had no objection.

Cheng Yuanxi reluctantly pulled his son away.

Cheng Dazhu and others helped carry the New Year's gifts off the carriage, and then, under Bu Wei's prompting, sent everything that should be sent to Mingyi to Canghaiyuan.

All things were unloaded, and they were not responsible for the annual gifts assigned to Cheng Dazhu and others.

Each of them had a piece of brocade, and the cloth was delivered to them, allowing them to dispose of it by themselves; whether it was made into clothes or not, it was up to them.

In addition to a piece of cloth for each person, there is also a small gadget for each person; Cheng Dazhu's is a jade thumb ring, Cheng Yuandong and Cheng Yuannan are men's jade hairpins, and Cheng Mingyi's brothers each have a jade pendant.

As for the female dependents, it’s gold and silver jewelry, which is easy to handle.

Zhou Ting took great pains to prepare Cheng Yuanxi's and Cheng Mingli's things; Cheng Yuanxi's was an isolated ancient book, and Cheng Mingli's was a box of wolf hairs. There were three wolf hairs of different lengths and thicknesses.

After dividing the things, Buwei took two guards to wait for Zhou Ting outside Canghaiyuan.

When Cheng Mingli and Cheng Yuanxi brought the cooked dumplings, they distributed the New Year gifts to them without hesitation.

"Mr. Cheng, Young Master Cheng, please accept your kindness."

Not only was he smiling, but his attitude towards Cheng Yuanxi and his son was much better than towards Cheng Dazhu and others; these two were Mrs. Cheng's biological father and brothers, so naturally they were different.

The differential treatment is obvious and seems normal.