Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 3441 Nobles can't afford it
Hearing Chen'er's shout, the dark guard had already pulled out the knife in his hand, and put it directly on Chef Kang Shun's neck.

Kang Shun's knees softened, and he knelt down with a plop.

"Young master, please forgive me, even if the little one has the guts of a bear, he won't dare to fool the young master with the shrimp meat from the next meal."

Kang Shun hurriedly explained while kowtowing.

"Then why does this shrimp dumpling taste different from the morning one?" Chen'er asked again.

Kang Shun didn't dare to expire anymore, looked at Yang Ruoqing who was sitting next to Chen'er, and said like beans pouring out of a bamboo tube: "The meal for the young master last night and this morning was actually not made by the young man, it was this lady made,"

"What?" Chen'er was surprised, and looked at Yang Ruoqing inquiringly.

Yang Ruoqing was a little embarrassed and said: "No, mother wants to please you, so I secretly went to make some food for you."

"Chen'er, don't blame Chef Kang..."

After listening to Yang Ruoqing's words, the anger on Chen'er's face subsided a little.

His eyes suddenly fell on Yang Ruoqing's hand, then he grabbed her hand and turned over to look at it.

"Mom, what are these scars on your hands?" He asked.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Hey, it's okay, it's just a little peeling, don't look, it's eating, it affects your appetite..."

"My lord, please forgive me for saying so boldly, the scar on Madam's hand is from peeling shrimp." Chef Kang Shun raised his head and said.

"Don't say it!" Yang Ruoqing interrupted Kang Shun immediately, and threw a warning look.

As a mother, do you still need to talk about such a trivial thing as cooking a meal for your child?
"Go ahead." Chen'er also opened her mouth, warning Kang Shun with her eyes.

Although one is the mother and the other is the son, in Kangshun's view, the menace in the eyes of the son is far more difficult for him to bear than that of the mother.

Kang Shun took a deep breath, not daring to look at Yang Ruoqing, and continued, "The shells of the river prawns here are relatively hard. We said that we would help Madam peel them, but Madam refused."

"She said that she has to peel every shrimp by herself. Besides, other ingredients, such as kneading dough and chopping stuffing, are all done by my wife herself."

"Okay Kangshun, you've said everything you need to say, you have nothing to do here, you can go back to your kitchen." Yang Ruoqing's voice also cooled down, and she said.

Kang Shun looked up at Chen'er, and saw that Chen'er didn't make a sound, and the knife in the guard's hand was also removed from his neck.

Kang Shun kowtowed, and hurriedly bowed and exited the room, only then did he dare to wipe the cold sweat off his brow.

Turning his head to look at the Tianzihao guest room behind him, the young master living in this guest room must have a lot of background.

Because before he checked into the Tianzihao room of the restaurant, there was already an old customer in the room.

And that old customer is also a frequent customer of the restaurant, and he is an official in a county to the east, and has a row of noodles.

But before the young master came, the shopkeeper of the restaurant personally came forward to negotiate a price three times the accommodation fee, and the regular customer was not willing to move away.

Then a hidden guard came, and he didn't know what he said to the regular customer. The regular customer didn't want a penny of compensation, and even paid for the young man in advance. This day, the guest room of the brand name was cleaned well, and I took good care of this young master.

There are so many noble people here, one is more expensive than the other. Hey, a cook like me who deals with oil, salt, sauce and vinegar all day long can't be offended, so it's better to hide.

Chef Kang Shun ran back to the kitchen in one breath.

The hidden guard also retreated from the room, leaving only Yang Ruoqing, Chen'er, mother and son in the room.

Yang Ruoqing raised her chopsticks, took a piece of diced chicken for Chen'er and put it in his bowl.

"Come on, eat it while it's hot, Chef Kang's cooking skills are actually pretty good." She said softly, her eyes full of kindness.

Chen'er got up from his seat, he took a step back, brushed off his robe, and knelt down in front of Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing was shocked, and quickly got up, "Chen'er, what are you doing?"

Chen'er looked up at Yang Ruoqing, her eyes were clear and bright, as pure and kind as when she was a baby.

"Mother, it's my son's fault. My son shouldn't be petty with you. My son is not filial..."

Hearing this, Yang Ruoqing's whole heart melted.

She quickly bent down to hold Chen'er's shoulders, her eyes were red again, "My dear son, you are a good son of mother, hurry up, get up quickly, the ground is cold..."

Yang Ruoqing helped Chen'er up, and bent down to gently wipe the dust on the robe for him.

"It's mother's fault. I haven't been able to take care of you by your side for seven years. It's mother who owes Chen'er. Chen'er has always been very good, and now she is even more proud of mother."

Yang Ruoqing said with a loving face.

She pulled Chen'er to sit down again, looked at the food on the table again, and said: "You can make do with it at noon this afternoon, and mother will cook a big meal for you at night."

"Didn't you see your mother coming back from the outside with a basket earlier this morning? In that basket were all the seafood I went shopping for."

Chen'er silently listened to Yang Ruoqing saying these words like presenting a treasure, pursing her lips tightly, with mixed feelings in her heart.

It feels like a mother's pain, it's really good.

"Mother, in fact, I'm not a person who cares too much about appetite, and it's not like I haven't eaten corn bread before."

Chen'er explained.

"It's just the two meals last night and this morning, which made my taste buds feel like..."

"Mother understands, mother understands." Yang Ruoqing hurriedly said.

"Chen'er, let's eat first, and mother will show her hands at night, haha..."

Chen'er nodded, mother and son were eating food face to face, chatting and laughing.

It was mainly because Chen'er pestered Yang Ruoqing to ask about Changping Village. Yang Ruoqing asked about the eighteen generations of ancestors in Changping Village, as well as some village affairs, customs, sister Luo Baobao, adopted son Dazhi, etc. Said it all over and over.

Chen'er listened and took it seriously in his heart, because he knew that he would follow his mother back to his hometown to meet relatives, and those people that Yang Ruoqing was talking about at that moment would all appear in front of him as real people.

The food had been withdrawn long ago, and Chen'er ordered that all outsiders be refused visits.

This entire afternoon, he will accompany his mother to gossip about family affairs.

It wasn't until Yang Ruoqing said that she was tired, that she had almost finished speaking, that she drank three pots of tea, that she stopped.

"Chen'er, about the situation in our hometown, let's stop here for the time being. If we talk too much, I'm afraid you won't be able to remember." She said awkwardly.

Chen'er nodded meekly, "Okay."

In fact, what he didn't tell his mother was that he was born with a photographic memory, and he remembered everything his mother said.

He didn't say that there was no need to show off in front of his own mother, he was willing to dress up in colorful clothes to entertain her.

"Chen'er, mother really wants to know where you have lived these past seven years? You" Yang Ruoqing raised her hand and held Chen'er's hand.

"The person who brought you back, raised you, and taught you so well, should be the grandfather you mentioned?"

"What's your grandfather's name? When your father comes back from the southwest battlefield, I want to go to the door with your father to thank him!"

(End of this chapter)