food color and fragrance

Chapter 3
"Huailiu."

"Father."

Yang Zhiyuan and Sanskrit spoke together. Hearing the timid voice, Yang Zhiyuan couldn't help but took a few steps forward. Looking at her thin yellow face and bald head, he tremblingly wanted to touch her, but felt guilty again. hang down.

With a long sigh, there seemed to be thousands of words suffocated in his chest and he couldn't tell them. Sanskrit couldn't help lowering his head because of that trace of emotion.

After all, she was an imposter, and she inevitably felt more guilty in her heart.

"Third Brother, since we've met, you might as well go eat first, and it's not too late to talk about the relationship between father and daughter after you're full. Let's go, let's start the banquet, and we'll get drunk today!" Yang Zhifei bravely dragged Yang Zhiyuan away Let's go, Yang Zhiqi swarmed and shoved behind him, "Yes, I'm holding a celebration banquet for my third brother at home today. You have contributed a lot to our Yang family's glory!"

The two dragged and shoved, making Yang Zhiyuan unable to evade, and left the main room without waiting for a few more words.

Mrs. Yang looked at Sanskrit, dismissed the people beside her, glanced up and down, nodded and said:
"You are honest, maybe he will stay here for a few days, and you have to work hard for a few more days."

"It's not hard." The voice of Sanskrit was very crisp, and Mrs. Yang nodded, and said carefully: "Since you are a vegetarian, you can use it here. When you run out, let Mrs. Chen take you to my yard, and you can rest there at night. , let Mrs. Chen get it for you if it’s of any use.”

Sanskrit pretended to be relieved, and hurriedly saluted to thank her, and Old Madam Yang left the room.

Is this a fool's errand?

Sanskrit is usually not a person who talks too much. At this time, she will lose her words if she speaks too much, so she is cautious in her words and deeds, and rarely speaks.

Good steel should be used wisely, and Mrs. Yang didn't even allow her to eat with Yang Zhiyuan. She was obviously a cautious and narrow-minded person, let alone be too proactive.

Yang Zhiyuan, he just looked at him with more guilt, perhaps because he was puzzled when he saw her shaved and turned into a nun, his eyes showed confusion. He hadn't seen her for many years. Does he still remember his daughter's appearance?
What to do with this matter?

Fanyin thought while eating, she didn't just want to pretend to be Yang Zhiyuan's daughter, she also wanted to let Mrs. Wu Nan and herself leave safely.

The breeze that leaked in from the window blew off a petal of the phalaenopsis at the corner of the table, and it floated into Fanyin's bowl. She didn't realize it, and just followed the food into her mouth, thinking in her heart that this matter is a problem up.

At this time, Yang Zhiyuan frowned when he saw Mrs. Yang coming to eat alone.

Yang Zhifei quickly explained, "Huai Liu is still practicing vegetarianism with the teacher, she doesn't like our meat and wine tables."

Yang Zhiqi immediately picked up the wine jar and poured wine for Yang Zhiyuan, "Come on, I haven't seen you for many years, the three brothers miss you the most, today is the banquet for the third brother, you must have a good drink!"

"Tomorrow, the whole village will hold a seven-day running water banquet, and our Yang family's joy will be shared by all the young and old in the village!"

Mrs. Yang opened her mouth, and Yang Zhiyuan didn't bother about his daughter not having the same table. He just thought about having a good chat with his father and daughter after the meal.

But this meal was eaten from daytime to nightfall, until the tired birds returned to their nests, and the moon and stars were shining brightly. In that room, they were still drinking and singing, happily.

Sanskrit had finished his meal and was resting in the corner room in Mrs. Yang's yard.

As if she was afraid that Yang Zhiyuan would find her alone, Old Madam Yang did not separate from Sanskrit until very late, until Mrs. Chen called back, saying that the three masters were too drunk to get up and were carried back to their rooms to sleep. That's all.

"Let's take a rest today. From tomorrow onwards, there will be running water seats in the village. You are a clean cultivator, so you don't have to participate." Mrs. Yang seemed to be exhausted physically and mentally. After saying this, she returned to her normal seat house to rest.

Sanskrit lay on the bed after washing and couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

Not only because of the messy mind, but also because Mrs. Chen's snoring is too loud...

For the future, think about it tomorrow!

Sanskrit tightened the quilt, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

It felt like he hadn't slept for a long time. Sanskrit faintly heard noisy footsteps in the yard. Mrs. Yang came in and out of her room, occasionally speaking in a soft voice. After a while, a servant woman suddenly entered the room and grabbed Mrs. Chen. Woke up, "Get up quickly, the old lady wants you to wash and change Miss Fourth quickly!"

"What's the matter? What's the matter?" Mrs. Chen wiped the dirt from the corners of her eyes in bewilderment, "It's not even the time yet."

"The third master went to the Buddhist hall alone, the old lady is in a hurry, and she is sending someone to invite the third master to come over for breakfast, please wait for the fourth lady to get up!"

"You actually went to the old nun's place?" Mrs. Chen was startled.

The maid also intentionally complained, lowered her head and hissed and said: "Isn't that right, the old nun didn't even move the food delivered by Liu Fu's family last night, and didn't even drink her saliva!"

"My God, she didn't say something to the third master, did she?" Mrs. Chen woke up as if a basin of cold water had been poured on her head, and the maid walked out while talking, "Okay, okay, stop nagging, Hurry up, the old lady is in a hurry!"

At this time, Mrs. Chen was no longer sleepy, she hurriedly put on her shoes and went to the inner room to wake Fanyin up: "Miss Si, get up, the old lady is already waiting for you."

Sanskrit was actually awake, but she didn't move immediately, nor did she open her eyes.

Mrs. Chen was a little anxious, and pushed her with her hands, "Wake up, wake up, it's urgent!"

Seeing that the Sanskrit voice still didn't move, Mrs. Chen lost her patience, and directly pulled her up from the bed, "What kind of young lady is you playing, you really think you are a young lady, the old lady is waiting, if something goes wrong, you and your master will look good of!"

Fanyin sat there looking at her, and suddenly said, "Then I'll wait for the good ones, you go and return to the old lady."

Mrs. Chen was taken aback, and her bull-like eyes stared even more frighteningly, "You, what did you say?" She couldn't believe that this was said by a little nun.

"Didn't you hear? I'll just wait here. I'm not your Miss Fourth." Sanskrit's voice still had a childish voice, and the expression on his face was very flat, as light as the morning wind, which made people feel I didn't feel the taste, but I shivered from the cold.

Sanskrit stood up, sat cross-legged on the bed calmly, took off the beads on his wrist, and chanted sutras with his eyes closed. Mrs. Chen was startled, and quickly bowed her head to admit her mistake, "It's all old slaves, don't worry about it. Fourth Miss, old slave It’s okay if you make a mistake? The old lady is already waiting, don’t make it difficult for the old slave.”

"If something goes wrong, the old slave will be beaten to death by the old lady."

"Please do me a favor..."

Mrs. Chen kept gritting her teeth to admit her mistakes, and she just kowtowed to admit her guilt, but Sanskrit still ignored her.

When the servant woman entered the door just now, the Sanskrit voice was also heard in his ears. Yang Zhiyuan actually went to find her master, Mrs. Wu Nan, so early. What did he ask?

Sanskrit immediately dispelled this idea. Master Wu Nan could not eat or drink too much, and Wen Si didn't move, so he probably wouldn't say anything to Yang Zhiyuan. Mrs. Yang obviously felt guilty after hearing the news.

Liu Fu's family delivered food without even drinking...

The maid specifically mentioned these two sentences, which clearly showed that there was something wrong with the food.

How could Sanskrit feel able to live with this way of treating Mrs. Wu Nan like this?
She was raised by Mrs. Wu Nan since she was a child. This is her only relative in this life. The memory of her previous life occupies her ten-year-old young body. Sanskrit believes that it is more appropriate to treat Yang family members without revenge. Ai Huigen to influence sentient beings is obviously not suitable for people like them.

At least for now, even if she can't beat Mrs. Chen, she won't let her shout at her so happily.

Sanskrit was still chanting sutras, and Mrs. Chen almost burst into tears. She never expected that this little nun would be so obstinate. Isn't she afraid that Mrs. Yang would get angry?
"Miss Si, please spare the old slave, the old lady will kill our family, then you have committed evil and ruined your practice..."

"you shut up."

The Sanskrit voice suddenly stopped yelling, and Mrs. Chen's face lit up with joy, "I'm wrong, it's all my fault. You just need to get up and wash up, have breakfast with the old lady, and let the old slave admit his mistake."

"Okay, then take me to the small kitchen now, and I will cook breakfast for the old lady and father myself." After Sanskrit finished speaking, Mrs. Chen was stunned, "There are cooks in the kitchen..."

"Don't you want to?" Sanskrit stared at her, and Mrs. Chen hesitated, thinking that if she reported to Mrs. Yang, she would definitely be scolded, but could she accompany her to the small kitchen to cook without authorization?It seems that this is not impossible, otherwise this girl will not only be scolded if she makes a fuss...

A voice suddenly sounded outside the door, "Hurry up, the third master has left the Buddhist hall and is coming to us!"

"Okay! The old slave will take the fourth young lady there now." Granny Chen gritted her teeth and nodded, the corners of Sanskrit's mouth curled up a bit, she quickly cleaned her face and changed her clothes, and followed Mrs. Chen to the kitchen.

But when she was leaving, Mrs. Chen secretly grabbed a little girl: "Quickly go and tell the old lady that the fourth lady is going to make breakfast for her and the third master herself."

The little girl was taken aback, and she was not happy to see Mrs. Chen's terrifying appearance, so why should she help spread the word?She was sent by the old man's courtyard, so what does she have to do with this place.

Thinking like this, the little girl thought about what the old master told her to pass on at the door, read it silently before entering the room, completely forgetting what Mrs. Chen said.

They are all rural cooks and servants. Even though they have a good posture, they are far behind in terms of craftsmanship.

Seeing Mrs. Chen bringing the little nuns, everyone was laughing and watching the fun, and their words were extremely rough, but after being scolded by Mrs. Chen, they just smiled and watched without saying a word, and there was inevitably sarcasm in their eyes.

Sanskrit ignored their gazes, picked the ingredients clean, and then boiled the pot with water to get rid of the mixed oily smell, then added boiling water, cut a piece of tofu with a knife, and cut it with each knife. There are no traces of the tofu. After several knives have been cut and put into the pot, the tofu shreds spread out, as thin as hair, which really made the eyes of the people around them widen in disbelief.

"How can it be cut so thin?"

"Her knife skills are so good..."

Fanyin still ignored him, and concentrated on making a clear tofu soup. When it was about to come out of the pot, a few clusters of fragrant silk were sprinkled in, and a few green flowers floated on the white soup, full of color and fragrance.

At this moment, Mrs. Yang was furious in the room. Seeing Yang Zhiyuan's deep frown, her voice trembled a little, "Go! Go and find Miss Fourth and Mrs. Chen for me. After you find her, give her twenty Bring your mouth to me again!"

(End of this chapter)