I Became the Prime Minister’s Adored Wife after Transmigrating - Chapter 296

  Chapter 296 Soon you will feel sleepy…

  After two quarters of an hour, Ji Zhao finally calmed down.

   “Chenchen, don’t make yourself miserable when you’re away from home.” Ji Zhao looked at Ji Chen who had grown a lot taller, and told him gently, “If you miss me, write to me.”

“it is good.”

   “Take care of yourself and don’t let yourself get hurt.”

“it is good.”

   “Send me a letter from home every ten days.”

“it is good.”

   “Also, don’t make Master Song angry, and obey Master’s words obediently!”

“it is good.”

   “Cough cough,” Shen Yao pretended to cough twice, and persuaded in a low voice, “Zhao Zhao, aren’t you hungry? Eat noodles first?”

“…All right.”

  Ji Zhao quickly finished the bowl of cold noodles, and then carefully told Ji Chen some words.

   It wasn’t until Ji Chen couldn’t help falling asleep that she gradually stopped talking.

   “It’s getting late, go back to your room and sleep, I’ll make you soup-filled steamed buns tomorrow morning.”

   “Okay.” Ji Chen with a troubled expression nodded in a trance, then turned around and walked out with the small light blue bag in his arms.

  Ji Zhao lay down beside the table a little slumped, his expression even more gloomy.

  Shen Yao sat beside her, quietly accompanying her.

   “I can’t bear Chen Chen.” Ji Zhao looked at him sideways, curled his lips aggrieved, “It would be great if I didn’t marry you, and I can go to visit the scenery in the south of the Yangtze River with Chen Chen.”

“The river flowers are red at sunrise, and the river is as green as blue in spring.” Shen Yao recalled this poem, rubbed her round cheeks with a smile, and said softly, “Zhao Zhao, if you really want to go with Chen Chen Jiangnan, then let’s go together.”

   “Are you serious?” Ji Zhao’s eyes lit up instantly.

   “A gentleman promises a thousand gold.”

  Looking at the bright smile on her face, Shen Yao was also infected by her emotions, and couldn’t help curling his lips.

   “Shen Yao, you are so kind!” Ji Zhao threw himself into his arms, wrapping his arms around his neck.

  Placing her ear against his chest, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat, she narrowed her eyes comfortably.

   “In the future, we must find opportunities to see the scenery in the south of the Yangtze River.” Ji Zhao sighed softly, “Although I am very reluctant to part with Chen Chen, he is a little man, and he must learn to grow up by himself, not to mention the rare opportunities.”

   “Zhao Zhao, one day I will take you all over the mountains and rivers to see the spring scenery in the south of the Yangtze River; to see the snow in the north of Saibei…”

   “Well, I believe you!”

   “It’s getting late, why don’t we arrange it now?”

   “But I’m not sleepy…”

   “You’ll feel sleepy soon…” Shen Yao looked down into her eyes, curled up her lips silently, then picked her up unexpectedly, and walked towards the warm tent behind her—

  Furong’s account is warm, and the spring night is short, and the clouds and rain continue until dawn.

  The next day.

   When Ji Zhao walked into the kitchen with his waist supported, Zhao Lanhua felt very distressed.

   “The third child is a brat! He doesn’t know how to hurt his wife!”

   “Mother, I think the third brother is doing this because he loves A Tao!” Mrs. Shen, who was kneading the dough, couldn’t help laughing and joking.

   “That’s right! Mother, you just wait to have another grandson!” Second Wife Shen, who was stuffing firewood into the hearth, also answered with a smile.

  Listening to the jokes of the two sisters-in-law, Ji Zhao felt his cheeks getting hotter and hotter.

“Have you two forgotten when you first got married? Elderly, have you forgotten who is arguing to sleep with me after a month of marriage? Elderly, don’t laugh, but Fan Lao Second, go home and rest, can you get out of bed the next day?”

   Zhao Lanhua said solemnly.

  The three daughters-in-law were all blushing.

  The atmosphere was suddenly silent and awkward.

   “Mom, I want to make soup-filled steamed buns.” Ji Zhao coughed lightly, breaking the weird and embarrassing atmosphere of silence.

   “Success, mother will move the cage for you.”

   “Thank you, Mom!”

   After Ji Zhao washed his hands, he started to make Xiaolongbao.

   Fortunately, Zhao Lanhua helped prepare the broth last night, so Ji Zhao didn’t have to work hard to make it now.

   Mrs. Shen has already kneaded the dough, so Ji Zhao started to mix the meat stuffing.

  Put the minced meat with various seasonings into a large basin, and stir in one direction until the minced meat and seasonings are completely mixed, then add the stock prepared in advance, and continue to mix.

   While Ji Zhao was preparing the stuffing, Zhao Lanhua and Mrs. Shen also started making bun skins.

   “A Tao, why did you paint the inside of the cage with a layer of oil?” Seeing the movements of her hands, Mrs. Shen asked curiously.

   “The inside of the steamer is brushed with oil, and when it is steamed, the water vapor that comes out will contain oil, so that the steamed soup-filled dumplings will taste even better.”

“Did the Xiaolongbao on West Street in the county also use this method?” Second Aunt Shen exclaimed, “The Xiaolongbao tastes better than others’, but the price is also two yuan more expensive! “

“There are only seven small steamed buns in a drawer, and they sell for 14 cents a drawer, but the one on West Street charges two cents more than the others, which is 16 cents, but the oil they paint on the drawers also costs It’s cost, so that early shop is not expensive.” Ji Zhao smiled and settled the account seriously.

   “It seems to be so reasonable.” Second Aunt Shen nodded silently, “It’s just that I didn’t expect that the reason why it’s expensive is because of this. I thought the reason why his house is expensive is because it has more meat!”

“The same ingredients can produce different tastes in the hands of two people, and the taste will have differences in texture and layers. This is a normal phenomenon.” Ji Zhao comforted with a smile, “But Second sister-in-law, once you have tasted the soup-filled steamed buns I made, you will definitely feel that the ones made by others are not tasty at all!”

   “That’s for sure!”

  Sister-in-law Shen nodded immediately, and responded with a hearty smile.

  In addition to soup-filled steamed buns, Ji Zhao fried some small twists and made some shortbread.

  She divided the finished snacks into two portions and brought them in front of Ji Chen.

   “I prepared this one for Master Song,” Ji Zhao looked at him, and said earnestly, “The other one is prepared for you.”

   “Sister,” Ji Chen lowered his head with some reluctance, “Are you really not going to send me to the county seat?”

  Ji Zhao rubbed his head reluctantly, and said in a sad tone, “We will have to say goodbye after sending you thousands of miles away.”

   What Ji Zhao is most afraid of is seeing him off. Instead of being reluctant to part, it is better not to see him off.

   “I… am a bit reluctant to part with my sister.” Ji Chen rushed into her arms, choked up and said with great reluctance.

   “Chen Chen,” Ji Zhao looked down into his eyes, and said in a gentle tone of relief, “You have to know that every parting is for a better reunion.”

   “It’s better to travel thousands of miles than to read thousands of books.” Ji Zhao rubbed his cheeks and said with firm eyes, “When the New Year’s Day is approaching, I’ll make more of your favorite sausages.”

  (end of this chapter)