soap official family

Chapter 367 Poor Ann
"Mother, what is my sister doing?" A thin voice said.

The Queen tilted her head, and An An stretched out her head and put her fat chin on the chair rail, which was squeezed out of shape. Next to him was Prince Chun, who silently bowed to the Queen.

"Why are you here?" The young emperor looked at his eldest son and couldn't remember how long it had been since he had been here.

"Oh, An'an misses her sister. She brought her son in to take a look. Father, what is sister doing?" King Chun looked at Qingqing who looked like she was doing carpentry. He was a little stunned. This was the person who was about to make the princess. Stop investigating cases and come to do carpentry?

"Make guqin!" The queen picked up An An and asked her to sit on her lap, looking at his face. "Your sister said that the emperor gave you random food? How are you?"

"I don't know. I think it was because my master didn't like me, so he deliberately told my grandfather this, so I couldn't eat randomly yesterday. Madam, did I eat randomly? I don't eat like my sister. , I just ate a little too much." An An wanted to hug the queen and cry.As soon as Mr. Qiao heard that An An was going to shut up, he suddenly became happy.So, the whole family came together.The main thing is that no one in this family except An An likes to eat meat that much.So Xiao Yue designed a new menu.An An comes in now to have lunch.

"Oh, how pitiful!" The queen kissed poor An An, and turned to Qingqing, "Look, my sister has been busy all morning."

"Oh, is there a case in Qinli? Uncle, what should we eat for lunch?"

"Be vegetarian." The young emperor said angrily.

"Oh!" An An was busy getting ready. Since he was a vegetarian, he had better go home and eat. "Brother, let's go."

"Father, Rui'er is about to be one month old, and I'm here to ask..." King Chun felt that he was a little bit tragic. Why was he not as popular as An An after entering the palace? The queen just ignored him, and why his own father ignored him.If it weren't for his daughter's full moon, he would have thought that he would have just left in anger.

"Oh, it's true. Judging from how things are going these days, Rui'er is about to be a full moon." The queen hurriedly looked at the young emperor, your biological son and biological granddaughter, and told her the rules.

The young emperor thought about it and looked at An An, "Is Rui'er good-looking?"

"She's pretty, very pretty, but I won't kiss her. My sister said no one is allowed to kiss her. She said Rui'er is weak. If you kiss her, she will get sick. Now when I go to see her, I wear a mask." An An said hurriedly.

"Really? An An is so good." The queen smiled again and looked at King Chun, "Thank you for your hard work, my wife. Of course, the palace will handle the full moon. You guys go back to the palace first and have a full moon banquet. If it's your wife You can go back to your parents’ house for a few days if you want.”

The queen saw that the young emperor was silent again, so she had no choice but to make arrangements. She was the queen, and she was also the mother-in-law after all. Her daughter-in-law had to give her permission if she wanted to return to her parents' home.

"Yes, son-in-law go back and tell her." Chun Wang hurriedly nodded, he came in today for this purpose, and now that the queen arranged it, he stopped pointing at his father.

"How long will my sister do this?" An An leaned against the queen and looked at Qing Qing, who was still using a hand planer to plan the board.Just now, An An didn't dare to scream because she was holding a plane. Now that he had been sitting for a long time, he wondered why his sister didn't look back at him.She was never this bored when she was in the lab.

"I don't know." The young emperor shook his head. He had been sitting and looking at it all morning. In fact, he also knew that Qingqing had just done some shaping in the morning to give him a rough idea of ​​what Qin would look like this time.

"Aren't you going to eat?" An An decided to remind her again.

"Before you go out, Aunt He said that you should go home and eat." Chun Wang hurriedly lowered his head and said.

"The empress gave me the food, right?" An An looked up at the queen.

"How about you tell me, what does your family want you to eat, and I ask someone to cook it for you?" The queen said with a smile. She wanted to eat with An An, but she has been with Qingqing for a long time now and has a mother-in-law. Let her think about her feelings, and she couldn't bear to let An An eat a bowl of wontons.

"It doesn't matter what I do, what's important is that they gave me a plate for my sister to eat on, and the rice bowl they gave me was also my sister's. Put a little bit of each dish, and then it was gone. My sister still had a bowl of soup after all. , I didn’t. Because my master said that you can only drink clear bean sprout soup, there is no oily smell at all. My eldest aunt almost cried when she looked at it!" An An said with a bitter face. "See, don't let your daughter get fat like this, otherwise she will cry to death if she loses weight in the future." The young emperor looked at An An's bitter and resentful look, and quickly looked at King Chun.

"Don't worry, don't worry, the princess thinks this is the best for my sister, and she will definitely raise her like her." King Chun expressed his determination. Of course, after he finished speaking, An An looked up and stared at King Chun, who is he?
"Why are you here?" Qingqing finished shaping and was about to finalize the sound point when she seemed to hear An An's voice. When she turned around, she saw Chun Wang and An An. She put down the wood and hand planer and came over clapping her hands.

"Come for a meal." An An almost burst into tears when he looked at Qingqing. He had already forgotten that it was Qingqing who kept him at home to lose weight.

"Oh, it's so unpalatable in the palace, but you're still willing to stay." Qingqing frowned.

"Let me eat more?" An An was entangled, and now he felt that it was really miserable to feed him every day.

"Maybe not. Otherwise, if you work with me, you can eat more." Qing Qing thought about it and discussed it with An An.

"Can I do this?" An An stretched his head. Does he really think this is suitable for him?Looking around, "I can go and work in the kitchen with Chef Hong. Really, I love doing that."

"No!" Qingqing smiled and thought about it, "Then you can help me polish it with the grass?"

"Oh, let's eat first!" An An sighed, mustered up the courage to look at the young emperor, and winked at him.

The young emperor was stunned for a moment and thought about it, "Eat the leg of lamb."

An An nodded hurriedly.

"We don't have enough time. How about eating big meat pie instead?" The young emperor glanced at the queen and replied in a low voice.

"Okay." An An didn't want to pick any more. He felt that as long as they had eaten together, he felt he could bear it.

"You can't eat fried food." King Chun was unbalanced again. His father was actually much closer to An An than to him, and he was very unhappy.There was nothing they could do against their father, so they decided to attack An An.

"Otherwise, steamed pork pie with salted egg is also okay." An An was busy thinking about his menu.

"You can only eat two taels of meat per meal, as your master said. I suggest you make some broth." King Chun emphasized coldly.

"Go and steam the fish, make some lean pork soup with small leaf greens, and make some cold vegetable dishes." Qing Qing turned around and ordered.

Shao Zi retreated, and An An hurriedly shouted, "Sister Xiao Zi, the fish needs to be bigger. Big!"

Shan Zi looked up at poor Wan Ying. Life was really hard with such a baby.

　I was recently reading a recipe book called "Cooking Notes" which was really good. Of course, cooking is a very personal matter. For example, I may not like the dishes she mentioned, but I like her attitude.Cooking is a personal thing, I like to do it, and I also like to write, so it became a thing.As for what I think is delicious, you may not agree, so what?She frankly expressed her distaste for some traditional delicacies that were not from her hometown, which was really good.Where the soil and water support the people, who are we to question the taste of other people's hometowns?Do you think that the taste of your hometown is the best?

　　
　
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