Ordinary observers in fast time travel

Chapter 1266 The Sequel to Mochi

Having calmed Lu Xing'er down, Shi Jia's goal was not yet achieved. Fortunately, Lu Xing'er was pregnant and soon got tired.

"Ah~ yawn~" Lu Xing'er covered her mouth and rubbed her eyes. "Granny, the old lady has never tasted the pastries I made myself. Please give these to her to try."

Upon hearing this, Granny Lu froze. Just as she was about to say something, Lu Xing'er was already being helped back to bed by her maid.

She sighed and looked back. She was all alone in the courtyard. Hongliu and Shijia had already gone to the next room to study.

Hongliu watched in surprise as Shi Jia took out a set of writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone from the bamboo basket.

“Miss Hongliu, I want to learn to read starting today,” Shi Jia said with a smile.

Hongliu paused for a moment, then nodded. "Okay."

"Thank you, Miss Hongliu. If you ever want to learn how to cook any dishes, you can tell me," Shi Jia said with a smile.

"Let's begin." Having witnessed Shi Jia's learning ability yesterday, Hong Liu thought she could accept it calmly, but she didn't expect that the other party could write so neatly on the first time!
"Have you studied this before?"

"No!" Shi Jia said without changing his expression. "I have a strong hand, and the brush is very light."

Hongliu: What does having strong hands have to do with having a light brush? Does she think that as long as you have strong hands, you can write well? If that's the case, then aren't all those martial arts masters calligraphers?

Regardless of whether Shi Jia's explanation is reasonable or not, that's how she acted.

This body has never written anything, but she regained some memories yesterday, although only scattered ones about writing, but she still has some basic knowledge.

And so, seeing Shi Jia go from clumsy to fluent in writing, Hong Liu only spent an hour. She swallowed hard. "Madam Li, perhaps you shouldn't be a cook?" Instead…

Shi Jia smiled. "Thank you for the compliment, Miss Hongliu. I need to go back and prepare dinner now. I'll come again tomorrow." She looked at the cookbooks beside her. "Miss Hongliu, may I take these cookbooks with me?"

"can."

After watching Shi Jia leave with a complicated expression, Hong Liu turned and went to Lu Xing'er's room. The latter had been awake for a while and was eating the afternoon snacks that Shi Jia had prepared: red date mochi and white fungus and lotus seed soup.

Her cheeks were bulging from eating, and her face showed a mix of joy, frowns, and sighs.

The old nanny Lu, standing nearby, looked puzzled. "Young Madam, do you not like it?"

Lu Xing'er shook her head, looking at Granny Lu with a mournful expression, "Granny, are you lying to me!"

"Huh?" Granny Lu was completely confused. Lied to her? When? How come she didn't know?
"I made mochi!" Lu Xing'er's almond-shaped eyes widened, her cheeks puffed out, making her look incredibly cute.

Granny Lu: "!"

"Ahem, no, the mochi that the young mistress made is delicious!" Granny Lu firmly denied it, and in fact, it was indeed quite delicious.

"No way! It's mushy and sticky, the filling isn't even mixed properly, and it looks awful." Lu Xing'er subconsciously looked at the last round and cute mochi dumpling on the dessert plate, covered in a thick layer of soybean powder.

A blush suddenly rose to her cheeks, and she looked at Granny Lu with teary eyes, asking anxiously, "Granny, did you give the mochi to the old lady?"

Granny Lu nodded subconsciously.

"It's all over!" Lu Xing'er felt as if she had been struck by lightning. Her image as a well-behaved and adorable daughter-in-law was in jeopardy!

"Young Madam, don't worry. The old lady knows you made the pastries yourself, and she's only happy about it. She wouldn't blame you at all." This attempt to comfort her only made Lu Xing'er feel more embarrassed.

She glared at Granny Lu, "Granny, why didn't you stop me?"

Granny Lu felt wronged, but what could she do? She was her mistress, and she could only console her. But what did the other party involved in this matter think?

"Did Xing'er make this herself?" Madam Wang picked up a not-so-round, rather bumpy lump with her chopsticks and frowned.

"That's what Granny Lu, who brought the snacks, said," Granny Wang said with a smile. "Granny Lu said that the young mistress's first thought was to send them to you to try."

Madam Wang nodded, frowned, and finally put the bumpy lump into her mouth. The first thing she tasted was the very bland roasted soybean powder, followed by the sticky glutinous rice cake that filled her entire mouth with a glue-like sensation.

Madam Wang stared wide-eyed in disbelief, and it took her a while to adjust to the sticky, chewy texture. Just as she was about to spit out the mochi in her mouth, a sweet aroma suddenly enveloped her taste buds.

She chewed unconsciously, and the sticky mochi slipped off her teeth and slid down her throat with a gulp.

Madam Wang was startled and instinctively covered her throat.

"Madam?" Granny Wang asked nervously. Madam's expression just now was not good! This was the second young mistress's first time cooking. If something went wrong, it would be a terrible mistake.

When Madam Wang heard Wang Mama's voice, she stiffened, pretended nothing had happened, and lowered her hand, saying, "The food that Xing'er made is quite fresh."

Her tone was calm, but her eyes were filled with laughter. She reached for another mochi, put it in her mouth, and her brows furrowed, then relaxed, then furrowed again, performing several face changes in the blink of an eye.

Granny Wang looked completely bewildered.

"The dough for these mochi is a bit too thick," Mrs. Wang said with a hint of regret, looking at the few remaining mochi in the small dish. "You should try some too."

Upon hearing this, Granny Wang immediately feigned deep gratitude.

Madam Wang waved her hand, "There's no need for us to be so formal. Go to the storeroom later and get a set of jewelry for Xing'er. While you're at it, tell her about the pastries."

"Yes."

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Lu Xing'er's face flushed red and then turned pale. She nervously twisted her handkerchief in her hands and asked anxiously, "Is Mother angry?"

Granny Wang shook her head, "With such filial piety from the young mistress, how could the old lady be angry with you?"

"Well, that's good then." Lu Xing'er took a deep breath and said with a forced tone, "Thank you, Granny. Please see Granny Wang off personally."

"Yes!"

"Phew~" After Granny Wang left, Lu Xing'er relaxed completely. Hong Liu quickly stepped forward to pat her on the back and comforted her, "Don't worry, young mistress, Chef Li didn't send any snacks to the old lady today."

"Thank goodness!" Lu Xing'er covered her face, and the next second she grabbed Hong Liu's arm, staring into Hong Liu's eyes and said, "Next time you must stop me!"

Hongliu paused for a moment, then nodded. "Okay."

"This is so embarrassing, so embarrassing!" Lu Xing'er covered her face again, looking as if the sky had fallen.

Hongliu opened her mouth, wanting to say that what the young mistress did was not shameful at all, but rather showed filial piety.

But considering his own identity, he said nothing, and simply massaged Lu Xing'er's legs silently, quietly helping her process her complicated emotions.

Dinner time.

"Second sister-in-law, I heard you cooked today? What delicious food did you make?" Wan Anshou asked with great interest as soon as he returned and heard that Lu Xing'er had cooked.

Having finally forgotten about it, Lu Xing'er glared angrily, "No!"