Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 3435 What's going on?

Chen'er stood there, frowning tightly, his facial features squeezed together, but his small hands clenched into fists.

The joints are distinct, and the fists are shaking.

"So what if it is? So what if it's not? I don't care!"

He gritted his teeth, almost squeezed out the words, then turned and left resolutely.

The wolf head pattern on the back of the buttocks, he himself compared it with two bronze mirrors.

Such a hidden place, except for the two wet nurses in the mansion who had served him personally, and his grandfather, no one knew the secret.

The two wet nurses had been on the island all the time, and it was even more impossible for the grandfather to tell others the news.

The person who can know the secret on his ass must be someone related to his birth.

So when Yang Ruoqing stroked the pattern and said that he was her son, Chen'er believed it.

But believing it doesn't mean he is willing to accept it, there is something stuck there, which makes him not want to see Yang Ruoqing now.

Here, seeing Chen'er's reaction, Yang Ruoqing was also shocked.

Then he got up and chased after him.

"Chen'er, it was so hard for Mother to find you, don't you want Mother?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Chen'er looked at Yang Ruoqing indifferently, with anger shining in his eyes.

"It's been seven years. I'm used to living without a father or a mother. Go back!"

After saying this, Chen'er turned around and ran away.

No matter how Yang Ruoqing yelled from behind, Chen'er didn't look back.

……

The entrance of the Tianzihao guest room in the backyard of a restaurant in Jianye City.

Yang Ruoqing wanted to know how many times she wanted to go in, but was blocked by two hidden guards at the door.

These two hidden guards, Yang Ruoqing still had the confidence to fight them to a tie.

But there are definitely more than two hidden guards in this courtyard, and it is almost impossible to enter the house by force.

Besides, this is the son's secret guard, the one who protects the son, so it's impossible for a mother like her to fight with the son's people.

Expect these two hidden guards to go in and help spread the word?
Don't even think about it, this guard is just like the house number, it just looks like a human being.

Hey, that's all, I can only wait at the door, I hope Chen'er is willing to let her in after her anger subsides, and the mother and son can sit down and talk peacefully.

Yang Ruoqing hugged her knees and sat down next to the wall at the door of the house, looking up at the sky above her head.

It was after noon, Chen'er didn't eat, and she didn't eat either.

She asked Xiaoer to bring food in, but Chen'er didn't eat a bite, and she was not in the mood to eat.

"How could this be?" Yang Ruoqing was a little depressed.

Regarding the scene of the reunion of mother and child, she did not know how many times she had fantasized about it, but she never thought that it would be the one before her eyes.

The child believed her words and believed that she was his mother, but he just didn't want to admit it.

How can this be done?

In two lifetimes, it was really the first time for Yang Ruoqing to encounter such a thing.

It would be great if the elders in the family were around. Let's discuss together how to resolve the resentment and resistance in the child's heart.

Now she is alone, a little at a loss!

Yang Ruoqing turned her head and looked at the tightly closed door. She had been waiting for almost two hours, but Chen'er still didn't come out.

But she firmly believes that sincerity is as good as gold and stone, Chen'er is a kind child in his bones, and he will definitely be willing to see her.

Soon it was night, and Chen'er still didn't move at all.

Yang Ruoqing said to one of the secret guards: "Go in and have a look at your little master, it's meal time, if you don't eat, you will starve to death."

The dark guard nodded and went in, and came out after a while.

Yang Ruoqing asked the dark guard with expectant eyes, the dark guard shook his head, and then stood aside expressionlessly to continue making the statue.

Yang Ruoqing looked at the door worriedly, then turned and left.

She walked with her front foot, and her back foot was behind the crack in the door of the house, where a pair of eyes were stuck.

"Hmph, you kept saying that I was her son, how long did I leave her alone, and then left in a fit of anger?"

"So impatient, no wonder you threw me away!"

There was a sour resentment in the room.

Lie down on the bed with her clothes on, with her hands behind her head, imagining what those children who are loved by their mothers are like.
Thinking about it, I fell asleep before I knew it.

In the big kitchen of the restaurant.

Under normal circumstances, guests are not allowed to cook on the stove by themselves, but money can turn ghosts around.

Yang Ruoqing was wearing an apron at the moment and was busily busy.

For the freshest river prawns, she soaks the tender red prawn meat in water mixed with rice vinegar to remove the fishy smell.

Seeing how busy she was, the chef next to her who had collected her money couldn't help but want to order his staff to help peel it, but Yang Ruoqing declined the offer.

It's been seven years, and this is the first meal she cooks for her son, and she won't pretend to be someone else's.

Every prawn meat has to be peeled out by hand.

Even though the shrimp species here are a bit different from those in Changping Village, the shell is much harder.

All ten of her fingers were poked, but she was still very busy.

Peeled shrimp balls, grab a handful of millet, then grab a few green vegetables, mushroom foam, a small amount of salt, sugar, and finally exchange for an appropriate amount of water.

It is packed in a small earthen jar not much bigger than a fist, and it is firmly placed on the stove to simmer.

Chen'er didn't eat at noon, his stomach was empty, so he couldn't eat too hard and greasy things at night.

The porridge with shrimp balls and green vegetables can reconcile the stomach and is suitable for him.

In addition, considering that the child is growing up, eating a bowl of porridge for a long night is definitely not enough.

Yang Ruoqing planned to make him something else to satisfy his hunger.

What are you doing?
It must be inappropriate to eat big fish and big meat, Yang Ruoqing had an idea.

After kneading the dough, knead the dough into a double-pocket-sized dough.

Stir the scallion and egg liquid evenly, pour it into the pocket-like place in the middle of the dough, and fry it on both sides on the iron plate until golden.

The marinated two-liang chicken breasts are also baked on the iron plate until they are cooked. In addition, lettuce and hot and sour potato shreds are each picked up with chopsticks to speed up, and finally spread with the chicken breasts and smeared with sweet bean sauce on the egg skin.

Then fold up this rich cake. The cake is golden in color, and the meat and vegetables are mixed inside. Although it is a snack often made by street vendors, it is unlikely to appear on the dining table of nobles.

But Yang Ruoqing just had a premonition that Chen'er would like it.

……

Chen'er's sleep has always been very shallow, and today it is even shallower.

Because he smelled a very special fragrance in his sleep, which made him feel more hungry.

Only then did I realize that I hadn't eaten for almost a day.

"Little master, this is from the kitchen. We have tested it with silver needles. It is non-toxic. You can eat it with confidence."

As soon as he opened his eyes, he heard the words of the dark guard.

Chen'er waved his hand, and the dark guard bowed and quietly exited the room.

Chen'er saw that on the table in front of him, there was a small bowl with a lid on the delicate tray, and on a white porcelain fan-shaped plate next to it, there was this bulging cake.

In addition, there are two small dishes, one of which contains various cut fruits. The colors of the fruits are well matched, obviously from the hands of the chef.

On the last plate was a poached egg fried in the shape of a heart.

The golden poached eggs are dotted with green scallion scum, and the aroma wafts into his nose, which suddenly makes him feel that if he doesn't eat any more, he will be so hungry that he will eat dirt!
(End of this chapter)