Farming game: raise cubs with equipment

Chapter 766 Master Yinyun
Yan Dashuang still doesn't know what feelings are. At such a young age, he has already undertaken what he shouldn't have to bear at his age.

"Brother, do you think something is wrong?"

"What's wrong?"

Yan Xiaoshuang looked up at the guilty Yan Dashuang, his eyes were clear.

"I seem to have helped my mother just now."

"so what?"

"What if Sister Yan is crying?"

Yan Xiaoshuang twitched the corners of her mouth, dare you only remember now.

"Just don't remind me next time."

Yan Da's eyes lit up immediately: "Brother, you are right, we will help Sister Yan later, it will be fair."

"..." Yan Xiaoshuang was speechless.

Yan Qinghe, who was standing not far away, heard the two children's conversation, slightly raised the corner of his mouth, and looked at Yun Yiyi tenderly.

Yun Yiyi, who didn't even know that she had been abandoned by the two cubs, was struggling to hit a big snowball. The big snowball was full of momentum, turning and turning, turning out of the posture of Wanfu, Yan Nianyan couldn't help but stretched out his hand to cover his face in front of.

"Slap." Snowball fluttered away as soon as it touched her warm palm,
Yan Nianyan shook off the snow in his hands, and shouted at Yun Yiyi: "Sister Yun, look after me!"

As soon as the words fell, groups of snowballs of different sizes rushed towards Yun Yiyi aggressively.

Yun Yiyi was about to dodge when she saw a familiar figure standing in front of her.

"Yiyi, don't be afraid."

The corner of Yun Yiyi's mouth couldn't help twitching: "If you don't come over, I might have escaped."

Yan Nianyan was stuffed with this dog food, and spread it out on the snow facelessly: "Oh, if you stop playing, you and your wife will bully others."

Yun Yiyi pushed away Yan Qinghe, walked to Yan Nianyan's side and stretched out her hand: "Get up quickly, I'll catch a cold later."

Yan Nianyan closed her eyes, and her mood was rarely calm. When she heard Yun Yiyi's words, she opened her eyes slightly: "Sister Yun, why do you think this happy time is so short?"

"Although it was short, at least I have it." Yun Yiyi replied, before she could speak, she held her hand, "Get up, you have to drink medicine if you have a cold."

Hearing the word medicine, Yan Nianyan frowned and got up, she shook the snow on the hem of her clothes.

"Sister Yun, it's getting late, so I'll go back first, see you tomorrow."

Seeing that she was about to leave, Yun Yiyi called her to stop: "Wait."

Yan Nianyan turned her head, and Yun Yiyi called someone to fetch a food box and handed it to her: "Here are some leftover dumplings and pancakes. The dumplings are not cooked yet, and the pancakes can be eaten directly. You can share them with your family when you go back."

After all, he brought snacks when he came, and Yun Yiyi couldn't let him leave empty-handed.

"Hello, Sister Yun."

Yan Nianyan smiled cheerfully, took the food box, turned around and waved his hand, indicating that there was no need to send any more.

"It's getting cold, let's go back too." Yan Qinghe walked to her side at some point and put his arms around Yun Yiyi's shoulders.

Yun Yiyi looked up at the white sky, and called back the two cubs who were still playing snowball fights.

"Ma'am, Master Yinyun from Puning Temple is here." The porter rushed to report.

"Master Yinyun?" Yan Qinghe frowned slightly. It was not that he had never heard of the name of this master, but he was just wondering why he came to them.

"Qinghe, the cubs celebrated their birthdays before. When you didn't come back, I took them to Puning Temple to ask for four longevity locks. At that time, it was Master Yinyun who received us." Yun Yiyi was also a little a little bit when he heard it. Confused, but she quickly remembered the master.

Yan Qinghe nodded, and said to the concierge: "Go and invite Master Yinyun to the living room."

The concierge bowed respectfully and left.

Yan Qinghe turned to look at Yun Yiyi: "Let's go."

"Mother Yu, send the young masters back to the room, remember to make two more bowls of ginger soup for them to drink."

Although Yun Yiyi gave most of the people a holiday, Yu Ma and the maid who took care of the cubs stayed on voluntarily. Yun Yiyi thought that the cubs were fine and needed to keep a few people, so she didn't insist anymore up.

"Yes, Madam, Eldest Young Master, Second Young Master, let's go back to the room." Yu Ma knelt down.

Yan Dashuang was still thinking about not being on Yun Yiyi's side in the snowball fight before, so he was a little guilty, but when he heard Yun Yiyi's arrangement, he didn't make a fuss, but obediently followed Yu Ma and left.

Yan Xiaoshuang has always been a good boy in front of everyone, and this time is no exception.

After the two cubs made arrangements, Yun Yiyi and Yan Qinghe walked to the living room.

Master Yinyun had been waiting for a long time, when he saw them coming in, he got up and greeted them: "Amitabha, Lord Yun, Lord Yan."

"Master Yinyun doesn't need to be too polite." Yan Qinghe said hastily.

Yun Yiyi asked calmly: "I don't know why Master Yinyun is here?"

When asking this question, Yun Yiyi was still a little nervous.

"The poor monk came here to ask for something." Master Yinyun said kindly and kindly, and his voice was neither urgent nor slow.

Yan Qinghe made a gesture of please sit down: "Master, please speak."

Master Yin Yun was not restrained, and after sitting down, he looked at Yun Yiyi: "Luckily, there is Mrs. Yan in Dazhou. This winter will not be too difficult. The poor monk wants to close the temple to give porridge on the day of the twelfth lunar day, so as to accumulate blessings for Dazhou. May the blessings and wisdom of the common people grow, and hearing that the snacks in Madam Yan’s restaurant are excellent, the poor monk boldly came to ask for some skills.”

Yun Yiyi loosened her clenched hands, and she smiled slightly: "Why is this so difficult? I'll just bring the cook that day."

For her, it's just a matter of lip service, besides, it's doing good deeds and accumulating blessings, Yun Yiyi has no reason not to agree.

"This is really bothering Mrs. Yan." Master Yin Yun frowned.

Yun Yiyi said softly and slowly: "Such a major event that benefits the country and the people, even if the master does not come to the door, I will do my part."

Yan Qinghe originally wanted to say something, but seeing Yun Yiyi's appearance, it was obvious that he had already made up his mind.

He suppressed his disapproval.

Then he said a few more polite words, and Master Yinyun left.

Watching Master Yinyun go away, Yan Qinghe said after the robe disappeared on the threshold: "Yiyi, you are too decisive in this matter, my wife of Yan Qinghe is not going to cook for others."

"Qinghe, don't worry, I promise that I will only talk and not touch." Yun Yiyi knew that he felt sorry for herself, so she reached out and stroked his brow, "Fame is not necessary for me, but it is for you. A breeze that will help you ascend to the blue sky."

Yan Qinghe's eyes were suffocated: "I don't need you for me..."

Yun Yiyi shook her head, and pressed her fingers on his lips: "It's not a difficult task, it's just a small and easy task. With a little effort, you can gain a good reputation, and it's very cost-effective."

Yan Qinghe stopped speaking.

"And, when the time comes, I will take the cubs with me." Leading by example is the best education.

Yan Qinghe moved his fingers, and said for a long while: "But Yiyi, you seem to have promised Miss Yan something."

Yun Yiyi immediately slapped her head, how could she forget?Yan Nianyan said that she would come over for dinner in La Ri.

She coughed lightly: "I haven't forgotten, I will pass her a post later and ask her to go to the porridge together."

"..." Now Yan Qinghe was speechless.

He couldn't find a single mistake in this thought.

Bringing the future princess to the porridge soup will only make Yan Nianyan's seat more secure.

What else had he to worry about?

He is also happy to see the future crown princess having such a good relationship with his wife.

Yun Yiyi is a practical person, so she said that day, so she handed a post to Yan Nianyan, explained to her what happened today, and asked her if she would like to go.

At this time, Yan Nianyan was taking out the food box, and after taking out the pancakes, he gave the uncooked dumplings to the servants to make.

"Yan'er, what did you call us here for?" Yan Jin, the master of Taifu Temple, asked suspiciously.

"Today I went to Mrs. Yan's, and she gave me some food, so I called my father and mother over to have a taste." Yan Nianyan laid out the plates slowly.

When Mrs. Wang from Taifu Temple came in, Yan Nianyan had already placed it.

Seeing her come in, Yan Nianyan said slowly: "Sit down, mother, it's rare for our family to reunite, and the dumplings will be ready in a while."

Wang Shi sighed, patted Yan Nianyan's hand lightly, wanted to say something, but finally swallowed it down.

"The dumplings are not ready yet, parents should try the cake first?" Yan Nianyan propped his chin and passed the plate over.

Yan Jin picked up a piece and took a bite, his lips and teeth were immediately fragrant, and the aroma of sesame seeds and meat permeated the air.

"What kind of cake is this, why is it so delicious?"

"This is the sesame meat pie made by Mrs. Yan herself. It's delicious."

Speaking of which, Yan Nianyan also took one to eat, this kind of thin and crunchy snacks should not be too good.

"Mother, try it too." Seeing Wang Shi looking at her sadly, Yan Nianyan quickly handed her a piece.

Mrs. Wang took over. She had received the education of a lady since she was a child, and her every move showed excellent upbringing.

Even things like eating cakes are done with a touch of extravagance by her.

"How is it?" Yan Nianyan blinked her bright eyes.

"It tastes good." Mrs. Wang said softly after chewing slowly.

Maybe delicious food can heal the mood, just for a short while, Wang is not as sad as before.

The frown slowly loosened.

"Miss, the dumplings are ready." A maid trotted over.

Yan Nianyan said: "Bring it up."

Not long after, there were two bowls of dumplings on the table.

Yan Nianyan smiled: "Father, mother, how about you try this dumpling?"

Yan Jin and Wang Shi glanced at each other and picked up their chopsticks.

"By the way, there is also this dipping plate, this one is unique." Yan Nianyan pushed the dipping plate, "Dip it before eating."

Wang dipped a dumpling suspiciously, and she was startled as soon as she took it in.

Yan Jin has been in Guan for so many years, and he has never tasted anything delicious. Now that he encounters this bowl of dumplings and dipping dishes, he realizes the beauty.

"That's right, Mrs. Yan's craftsmanship is really good."

Wang Shi also nodded to express her agreement. She blew on the hot dumplings and tasted them slowly.

"Miss, Mrs. Yan has sent you a post."

Yan Nianyan watched his parents eat, and was thinking about whether to serve a bowl for himself, so he heard the report from the porter.

(End of this chapter)