Abandoned Women: The First Secret Service Concubine

Chapter 66

That's not what Feng Yao wants to see, but it's just right to hang her now.In the future, if the four-leaf clover logo is printed out, are you afraid that the noble lady will not be able to find her?At that time, even if that noble lady wanted to keep her in captivity, she might not be able to.

With a smile on Feng Yao's lips, she returned to the yard with an empty bowl, but she said that Wuji couldn't grasp the reason, what kind of charades are the master and her playing?Then he felt a little bit emotional, as expected of the master's darling, he was as smart as the master.

Not long after dinner, Song Qingqing came.Still holding a sewing basket, dressed neatly and delicately, she smiled shyly when she entered the yard: "Big sister, I'm here again."

"Come in quickly." Feng Yao said.

"Hey." Song Qingqing walked in gracefully, twisted her body, and sat sideways on the edge of the bed.His eyes fell on the satin pajamas that Feng Yao had replaced and folded on the corner of the bed, his eyes flickered, and then he said enviously: "Big sister is really blessed to have such a rich and generous friend, and send her such exquisite and precious things."

Seeing her fiery eyes, Feng Yao said these words again, thought for a while and said, "Which one do you like? I'll cut two feet and give it to you."

Hearing this, Song Qingqing was stunned for a moment, and quickly said: "No need, this is something that young master gave to eldest sister, how can I get it?"

"If you don't like it, forget it." Feng Yao didn't really want to give it away at first, but she was polite to Song Qingqing when she saw how hot her eyes were.Since she didn't want it, it was just right, and said: "You sit here and embroider, and ask me if there is anything you don't understand."

Walking outside the door, I picked up the snails that had spit out all the silt, changed to a basin of clear water, and began to scrub.After soaking for a few days, the snails were clean, and they were just fried for Doudou as a snack.

"Huh la la——" Feng Yao scrubbed the green moss on the snails until it was clean, then rinsed it again with clean water, filled her arms with firewood, and started to light a fire for frying.

Although this stuff doesn't have much meat, it tastes good, and it's just right for Doudou to eat as a snack.What's more, Doudouren has a small appetite, so eating half a bowl can keep you from getting hungry.

Doudou hugged Xiaobai and stood at the door, staring at the pot with bright eyes, and there seemed to be traces of saliva on the side of her mouth.Even Song Qingqing put down her sewing basket and looked this way curiously.

Of the snails that Feng Yao sent that day, only Song Qiao'er tasted a few of them, and Matchmaker Chen took them away without anyone else eating them.Smelling the fresh fragrance, Song Qingqing couldn't help swallowing.

After a while, turn off the heat and leave the pot.

Feng Yao brought half a bowl of snails, put it in front of Doudou and said, "Doudou, do you want to eat?"

Doudou nodded eagerly: "I want to eat, mother."

"But, it's too hot to eat now." Feng Yao turned around with a smile, and put the snails on the table, "Wait a while, you can eat them when they cool down."

Hearing this, Doudou immediately sat at the table with Xiaobai in her arms, puffed up her cheeks and kept blowing on the snails, as if she wanted to cool the snails at the next moment, Feng Yao was so happy.

"Doudou, don't blow it up yet, come to mother's side." Feng Yao sat by the bed and beckoned to Doudou.

Doudou got up reluctantly, walked to the bed and said, "Mother, what are you doing?"

"Mother, let's see if you have grown taller." Feng Yao said, and picked up the measuring ruler to show Doudou.Doudou's height is slightly taller, which is not too obvious, but the weight is really heavy.Children of this age, who eat well and have no worries, are the easiest to wake up.

Feng Yao looked at the tender little bun in front of her, and saw that her skin was pink and tender, her face and body were fleshy, healthy and radiant, not to mention how cute she was.It's all thanks to her, she fed both rice and meat to feed that skinny little pity into such a juicy little bun, Feng Yao was very satisfied.

"Mother will make you a new set of clothes to wear." Feng Yao finished measuring Doudou, then patted the little guy's head, and pointed to the table: "Go and eat snails."

Doudou let out a "hmm", but did not run away, but looked up at Fengyao: "Mother, do you want to make clothes for Doudou with the cloth sent by Uncle Pretty? Can Doudou choose this? "He said, pointing to a piece of lake blue silk piled up on the storage shelf in the corner.

Feng Yao raised her eyebrows: "Of course. Whatever Doudou wants, mother can do for Doudou."

"Mother is so kind!" Doudou jumped up happily, hugged Feng Yao's leg, and did not let go.

Feng Yao coaxed him to eat snails, then took down the lake-blue silk from the storage shelf, and began to cut it.Next to her, Song Qingqing raised her head slightly, staring straight at the silk in her hand, before lowering her head for a long time.

Without knowing it, Feng Yao was making clothes while answering Song Qingqing's questions. Before she knew it, the whole morning had passed.

Feeling a little hungry, Feng Yao put down the sewing basket, picked up the cattail fan and fanned it hard for a while.Turning his head, he saw Song Qingqing still lowered his head to hold the soles of his shoes, and asked casually: "I'm going to cook. Qingqing will eat at my house, or go back to yours?"

Song Qingqing didn't raise her head, she still held the sole of her shoe vigorously, and said, "If Big Sister doesn't dislike it, I'll have a meal at Big Sister's house."

Uh?Feng Yao's fanning hand paused for a moment. Didn't expect Song Qingqing to agree like that?Although a little surprised, she didn't care, but it was just a meal, and she could still take care of it.

However, Feng Yao frowned, it would not be easy to deliver food to Wuji.

At noon today, Feng Yao still planned to make noodles, but she planned to change the recipe.Today I no longer eat braised noodles, but fried noodles.So when kneading the dough, Feng Yao cracked an egg into the flour.Water, add flour, and after molding, dig out and throw on the chopping board, continue to add flour and beat hard.

After the dough is elastic enough, Feng Yao kneads the dough into a long strip, then pinches the two sides and folds it in half before kneading, beats repeatedly, and finally pulls it into a thin shape.Light a fire to boil water, while waiting for the water to boil, peel half a carrot and cut it into cubes together with mushrooms and fungus.Cut the onion, ginger and garlic, cut into fine pieces, and put it on the chopping board for later use.

After the water boiled, Feng Yao put the noodles in and stirred them with chopsticks from time to time to prevent the noodles from sticking.

Song Qingqing sat on the edge of the bed, lowering her head as if she was sucking the soles of her shoes.The eyes hanging under the bangs lifted up, watching Feng Yao's every move curiously.Crack eggs into flour?Why did big sister do this?Eggs are so expensive, you can't bear to cook them, but she knocked them into the flour?

Moreover, the noodles were not cooked, so she fished them out?Did the eldest sister not want to keep her for lunch, so she deliberately didn't cook the noodles?If so, why did Big Sister invite her just now?Thinking of this, Song Qingqing frowned slightly, with disdain in her eyes, she is so rich and still reluctant to give her a good meal, what a cheapskate.

Just as she was thinking, Feng Yao scooped out the noodle soup from the pot, put it in a basin alone, lit a fire to evaporate the water in the pot, then poured some oil into it, and started to stir-fry vegetables.

Song Qingqing frowned, looking at the diced mushrooms, diced fungus, and diced carrots on the chopping board, her dissatisfaction grew even worse.Mother and sister-in-law took good care of her in the past, they would bring her food when they saw she had nothing to eat, and occasionally the elder brother would kill a hare, and he would leave a hind leg for her and Doudou.Why do you fry these diced vegetables for her when you have a meal at her house?Worst of all, how about fried shredded potatoes?

Just as she was thinking about it, she saw that Feng Yao had already put the onion, ginger and garlic into the oil, and pulled it up, then put in the diced vegetables, picked up the spatula and turned it over.In the end, I actually put the uncooked noodles into the pot!What is this doing?Song Qingqing was completely stunned.

Song Qingqing felt that Fengyao didn't want to keep her for dinner, so she deliberately made some messy things for lunch.But, why does the stuff she fried casually smell so good?
Sprinkled a little salt into it, Feng Yao stirred it evenly, picked up a strand with chopsticks and put it into her mouth.Well, the noodles are chewy and taste good, Doudou should like them.As for what Song Qingqing likes, it's not within her scope of consideration. Everything she does is for Doudou.

Feng Yao filled the three bowls with satisfaction, then covered the pot, brought three bowls, one large and one small, to the table, and shouted to the outside: "Doudo, it's time to eat."

"Here we come." Doudou ran in with Xiaobai in his arms, saw the fried noodles on the table, and asked suspiciously, "Mother, are these noodles? Why is there no soup?"

Feng Yao said: "This is called fried noodles, try it and see if it tastes good?"

Not only Doudou was curious, but Song Qingqing was also curious. She sat down and picked up the chopsticks, picked a strand and put it into her mouth, she was stunned.My heart got a little complicated. It turned out that the big sister didn't want to keep her for dinner. The food made by the big sister was delicious.

Why can't the big sister know everything?Knows so many things, can sell money, can sew, can cook.Moreover, the eldest sister is also beautiful.Song Qingqing ate the noodles sullenly, sucking them incessantly. The elder sister recognized so many things, all of which were taught to her by Shen Yunzhi in the past, right?The handsome Erlang of Moshui Village, Shen Yunzhi used to be the dream man of many girls, even Song Qingqing once had some thoughts.

Song Qingqing was in a daze, and Feng Yao saw it, and asked, "What's the matter? Is it not delicious?"

"No, it's delicious." Song Qingqing came back to her senses and shook her head quickly.

"It's fine if you like to eat." Feng Yao said, "By the way, I'm going into the mountains in the afternoon, so I can't embroider with you at home. You can go back after dinner." Song Qingqing is at home, Feng Yao is Those who couldn't deliver food to Wuji simply sent her back.

Unexpectedly, Song Qingqing smiled, and said: "It's okay, I happen to be watching Doudou at home, and I can save big sister some worries."

Feng Yao frowned slightly, when did this girl disappear like this?Just thinking about it, Doudou suddenly said: "Mother, can I go into the mountain with you?"

"Huh?" Feng Yao looked at Doudou in surprise.

"Playing at home every day, Xiaobai and I have had enough, mother will take us there?" Doudou put down the bowl and chopsticks, begging pitifully.

"Doudou, it's not safe on the mountain, children stay at home obediently." Before Feng Yao could speak, Song Qingqing persuaded her first.

Doudou immediately pursed her lips: "I don't, I want to." After finishing speaking, she turned her body and looked at Feng Yao as if she was about to show off, "Mother, just take me, take me. "

Doudou has always been the most well-behaved, why did she suddenly get into trouble today?Feng Yao's thoughts moved slightly, and she said: "Okay, mother will take you there."

"Big sister, children can't be used to it like this." Song Qingqing frowned and said disapprovingly.

(End of this chapter)