If he didn't want to talk about it, she would skip the topic.

"Okay, even if you are jealous, you can't go too far in the future; our son is our son and continues our bloodline. Logically speaking, you should like him, unless you don't like me."

"No."

"I love you, Huahua, there's no way I don't like you." Yan Fu'an retorted subconsciously.

Minghua nodded, "Of course I believe you, but there is a saying called love the house and the bird."

"It's not about loving the house and the bird, it's about being tolerant." Yan Fu'an pointed to the core, "Another meaning of the love house is to be tolerant of everything about your lover; that includes the people and things around you, and the people you care about."

Minghua suddenly realized that she finally figured it out; Yan Fu'an later became more and more aggressive towards Yan Qing because she showed no care.

She didn't care, so he certainly wouldn't care much.

This person is still competing with him for favor, so it's strange that Yan Fu An likes him.

The reason lies with her.

"I understand, I'll correct it."

Yan Fu'an was confused for a moment, and then said: "Correction for what? You promised not to pay more attention to Yan Qing than to me."

"Then you can't be too harsh on him. No matter what, whether you like it or not, he is our son; the future heir of the Yan family, the eldest grandson who will grow up in front of his parents." I also hope that he can consider many aspects. thoughtful.

Faced with her sudden seriousness, it seemed that he would not give up until he agreed.

He rarely saw Minghua like this; it seemed that she could only be so persistent when doing scientific research, and now, he saw it in her again.

It's because of Yanqing.

Displeasure and disappointment spread in my heart.

Yan Fuan fell into an unspeakable confusion.

"Huahua, love cannot be transferred."

"Don't worry, it won't be transferred." At most, the father and son could get the same care and balance, and she had to learn a little more.

Just give the same amount of love.

When Minghua returned home, she asked Uncle Chen to bring his son up. "Uncle Chen, please bring Qingqing up after school. An An and I will take him with us from now on."

Uncle Chen looked at them in surprise and said nothing. He left with suspicion and walked out of the flat floor. He took out his phone and made a video call to Yu Youyi to report the situation.

"Madam, why do you think the young madam suddenly said she wanted to take the young master with her?"

Yu Youyi asked: "Did An An speak at that time?"

"Young Master didn't say anything." He was silent the entire time, which was not quite his style.

"That's right, An'an has had problems with Qingqing for more than a day or two; in this case, you go up and take a look more often, keep an eye on Anan, and don't let Qingqing be bullied."

Uncle Chen nodded solemnly to express his understanding.

After hanging up the video, Uncle Chen was worried. He wanted to go back and take a look but couldn't find a valid reason. After thinking about it, he could only go downstairs and bring the pastries made by the chef and the peeled fruits upstairs.

"Knock, knock, knock." Standing outside the door, Uncle Chen was holding something in both hands. When he knocked on the door, he moved awkwardly, for fear of losing his stability on the plate.

Inside the room, Minghua looked at Yan Fu'an and said, "Open the door and see who is coming."

"There is no one else except Uncle Chen." After saying this, Fu An still got up and opened the door.

Minghua understood that they had lived here for several years, and before Yanqing and the others came, no one knocked on the door very often; after Uncle Chen and the others moved here, they could often hear knocking on the door as long as they were at home.Sending food and drinks to others (Yanqing).

Yanqing also has a lot on his mind, and he can always find an excuse to go upstairs.

When the door of the house opened, Fu An saw Uncle Chen coming with something. He had already expected it, so he calmly let the person into the house.

"Huahua, it's Uncle Chen here."

Uncle Chen smiled and greeted Fu An politely, and then looked at Minghua, "Mrs. Madam, the chef downstairs has made two kinds of fresh pastries. The ones just out of the oven are delicious. I'll bring them to you to try."

"Young Master, we also have the red bean cake that you like."

Yanqing raised his head and looked at the plate in his hand. Uncle Chen bent down and put it on the coffee table. Only then did he see clearly that there were two kinds of pastries on a plate with pastries, one kind of pea cake and one kind of red bean cake.The other one contains three kinds of fruits, grapes, cherries, and cut mangoes.

The presentation is very clean, and there are toothpicks in the fruit plate for easy poking and eating; there are no pastries, so the pastries can be easily used.

"Young Master, please try and see if it still tastes the same as before."

"Thank you, Grandpa Chen."

After saying thanks, Yanqing picked up a piece of pastry and brought it to Minghua, "Mom, eat it. The red bean cake and pea cake made by Master Li are both delicious. However, my favorite is the red bean cake. It is soft and glutinous and has a refreshing fragrance. Eat it to cool it off."

cold?

Minghua took a bite of her son's hand and ate it in her mouth, only to find that some mint was added to it, so she ate it cool. So the question is, can red beans themselves be paired with mint?
"Uncle Chen, are the red bean cakes we used to eat in Qingqing always look like this?"

Uncle Chen nodded and said, "Yes, the young master likes the red bean cake made by Master Li very much. He said that his throat feels very comfortable after eating it."

Minghua took the pastries from her son and rubbed her son's little head gently.

"Thank you, my precious son. It's good to eat; however, you should eat less and not too much. Mint cools the stomach and intestines. Eating too much is bad for the stomach."

Yanqing took a piece and ate it with him, nodding in response while eating.

Minghua finished eating one piece and then stopped eating. She watched Yanqing eat one piece after another, fearing that he would really get a bad stomach. The child is too young and his stomach is weak after all, so he can't eat too many kinds of food, and he can't eat too much. If it is too heavy-handed, you should avoid eating anything that should be avoided.

"Okay, we can't continue eating. You can ask Master Li to cook it tomorrow if you like." Seeing that he had eaten four pieces, Minghua stopped him.

Yanqing felt regretful, but he could pretend to be good in front of his mother. He would not eat if her mother did not allow him to eat.

"Mom, do you miss me?"

"Ah?" Minghua thought that she might have misunderstood her son by asking Uncle Chen to bring him up today. However, seeing her son's eyes full of joy and expectation, she chose a white lie, "Yes, mom misses you." , let Uncle Chen bring you up to eat together."

Uncle Chen smiled slightly and gave the young master a thumbs up.

Yan Fu An glanced at him.

Uncle Chen took back his hand with a smile, "Master, have you ordered takeout today?"

"Yeah." Yan Fu'an glanced at his son casually.

"Master Li has stewed dragon and phoenix soup. Do you and the young lady want to try it?"

Minghua's heart skipped a beat, "What kind of dragon and phoenix soup?"

It is said to be dragon and phoenix soup, but in the mortal world, it is actually stewed with animals that describe dragons and phoenixes; she once saw a soup named dragon and phoenix, but it turned out to be a vegetarian soup.

"Of course it is stewed with water snake and black-bone chicken. He studied it according to the recipe passed down by his ancestors. He heard that it is quite delicious. He once stewed it at home. When he arrived at Yanjia, black-bone chicken and water snake were not easy to see in the market. I haven’t stewed it since I couldn’t usually buy it.”


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