Chapter 244
After Yu Zihan learned the news that her mother was pregnant last night, her heart was restless.

Thinking that he will soon have a well-behaved and cute little brother or sister, Yu Zihan can't wait to grow wings and fly back to Chenzhou to show off to Jiang Zitao.

Of course, in his private heart, Yu Zihan wanted a white and tender little sister more. Later, he heard from the servants in the mansion that if he said his wish every day, the gods in the sky would be more likely to hear it, and the wish would come true. It's also more likely.

Therefore, from last night to now, he has not stopped saying the word "little sister".

Shen Qing looked at him amusedly, but couldn't see his small thoughts. She raised her hand and rubbed his head and said, "Don't worry, mother is fine. It's rare for Zihan to make breakfast for mother herself. It should be savored."

Yu Jiuqing walked to Yu Zihan's side at this time, looked at Shen Qing softly, and said, "Breakfast is almost ready, you go sit in the gazebo in the courtyard and use a few snack mats to cushion your stomach."

Shen Qing stared at Yu Jiuqing for a while, then slightly raised the corner of her mouth and said, "Okay, Husband and Zihan have worked hard."

After Shen Qing waited in the gazebo for a while, Yu Jiuqing and Yu Zihan came over with a group of servants carrying trays and sat down beside her.

Xu was cooking for the first time, Yu Zihan was very excited, and personally introduced today's breakfast to Shen Qing one by one.

"This is vegetable and egg porridge. I washed the rice and adjusted the taste. Mother, please try it if you like it.

This is an egg potato pancake. When it’s time to eat it, it will be eaten with these vegetables and shredded pork in sauce. It’s delicious. This is made by my father alone. I just tasted it for my mother!It’s even better than those made in restaurants outside!

There is also this cage of shrimp dumplings. My father said that my mother likes to eat shrimps, but Xizhou is surrounded by plains and mountains. Seafood is a treasure here. My father asked people to search all over Xizhou, only to find a few shrimps. Thin and small, but something is better than nothing. My father said to let my mother satisfy her hunger first, and wait for the people we sent out to find more seafood.

There are a few shrimp dumplings here that I made. Mom guesses which ones? "

Shen Qing raised her eyebrows, looked at the six small and cute shrimp dumplings in the cage, chuckled, pointed to two of them and said, "These two."

Yu Zihan was taken aback, and looked at Shen Qing in surprise and admiration, "How did mother know? These two shrimp dumplings took me the most time. In order to make them look good, I specially practiced with other fillings for dozens of times. It’s only now that I’ve made it with my hands, and even my father said that the shrimp dumplings I made look good!”

Later, his father steamed the dozens of pork dumplings that he used to make handbags, but they were all crooked and strangely shaped. He was unwilling to show these failed products to his mother. The caged dumplings were distributed to the servants in the mansion.

And he is willing to let his father take out the two shrimp dumplings made by him, because he is also very satisfied with these two shrimp dumplings. At first glance, he thinks that they are no different from the ones made by his father.

Shen Qing smiled, glanced at Yu Jiuqing who was sitting beside her, and said: "Your father often liked to make shrimp dumplings for me before you were born. He pursued perfection in everything he did, and it was the same when he was cooking. Shrimp dumplings are always extraordinarily regular, and even the folds on the edges of the dumplings are masochistically pursuing the same width of each fold, and I can tell which shrimp dumpling is made by your father just by looking at it."

When Yu Jiuqing came into contact with Shen Qing's teasing eyes, his heart couldn't restrain his deep affection, and he couldn't help but think of what she said teasing him when he made shrimp dumplings for her for the first time.

At that time, he had just discovered the identity of her woman, but he hadn't told her what he wanted.

He wanted to please her and treat her well, knowing that she loves seafood, especially shrimp dumplings, so he went to the best restaurant in the capital to ask the chef for advice, and it took him half a month to make a finished product that he was satisfied with. When it was ready, I immediately took it to her with anticipation and joy.

He still remembered that Shen Qing was surprised when he saw the shrimp dumplings he brought over at that time, and said jokingly: "I didn't expect Jiuqing that you could cook. The shrimp dumplings you made are just as perfect as you. It's not very popular, it seems to be a tribute from the gods in the sky, and it's not something that mortals like me deserve to eat."

At that time, he looked at the woman's charming smile, and his heartbeat accelerated bit by bit, but he still tried his best to maintain a basic decency, pretending to be calm and said: "As long as it is you, it deserves to eat."

After a pause, he added, "Only you deserve to eat."

He was indifferent to emotions since he was a child. He learned to cook when he was a child just to survive. He never thought of trying to curry favor with anyone, let alone cooking and researching food for her.

These little thoughts came only after meeting her.

The woman seemed to be stunned when she heard the words, and two blushes seemed to appear on her fair and clear face, as well as a trace of distress and annoyance that Yu Jiuqing didn't quite understand.

Thinking of this, Yu Jiuqing couldn't help holding Shen Qing's left hand lightly under the cover of the table, stroking the soft skin on the back of her hand with his thumb very fondly.

Yu Zihan didn't know about his parents' secrets, so he opened his eyes slightly when he heard the words, and suddenly realized: "So, I thought that the shrimp dumplings I made were [-]% similar to my father's. My mother said so, but I don't think so." It's still easy to tell the difference!
It's just that I didn't know until today that my father can cook so many things!In fact, I didn't know my father could cook until my mother came back. "

While speaking, he glanced at his father quietly.

It's not that there is any opinion, but with his father, he always doubts whether his birth is just a gift from his mother.

Sensing the look in his son's eyes, the old father still looked indifferent, and said: "In the future, if you have a chance, you can still eat the food I cook."

After a pause, he added, "When I made it for your mother."

Yu Zihan: "..."

He couldn't help snorting, scooped up a spoonful of porridge and put it into his mouth angrily, too lazy to argue with this eccentric father.

Yu Jiuqing didn't mind Yu Zihan's attitude, and reached out to touch the porridge bowl in front of Shen Qing, and after making sure that it wasn't too hot, he pushed it in front of Shen Qing, and said softly, "In the future, you will definitely meet someone you are willing to do for yourself." She's the woman who cooks."

At that time, whether he can still remember their father and mother is still unknown.

Yu Zihan almost spit out a mouthful of porridge in his mouth, coughed desperately a few times before recovering, blushing and said: "I won't!"

Even if he wants to cook, he also cooks for his mother!

Hmph, don't think he doesn't know, his father just thinks that he has taken his credit for his mother!
Shen Qing watched the fight between the father and son, and the smile on the corner of her mouth couldn't help but rise higher and higher. She just felt that everything for breakfast today was particularly appetizing to her, so she couldn't help eating a lot.

It was the most comfortable meal she had after coming to Xizhou.

 I'm a bit busy these days during the May Day holiday, and I can resume normal updates tomorrow~
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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