Farmer's wife comes to farm

Chapter 1200 Su Xiuxiu's Courtesy

"Hey..." Zhao Dong continued to sigh.

Trapped in this small ravine and unable to do anything, it really makes people anxious.

But looking at his young master again, how can he look half anxious?

Zhao Dong was a little puzzled, how could his son be so calm at this moment?
After all, the rural environment is not as good as in Kyoto. Although the food here is not bad, the difference between this kind of rural house and their house is still a bit big.

And when I go back to the mansion, there are special people waiting for me, unlike here, I don't even have anyone to call on.

Isn't it aggrieved for the master to stay here?
The most important thing is that it's approaching the end of the new year, if you can't go back in three or two days, you can't celebrate the new year at your house?

There is no reason to be trapped outside for the Chinese New Year.

He has already been delayed on the road for a long time, and if he continues to delay, it is estimated that the Lantern Festival may be over when he returns home.

Zhao Ziheng didn't think so.

Last night at Su Qingyao's house, he felt that this kind of pastoral life was very comfortable.

Although the environment was a bit poor, the tranquility of the countryside made him sleep soundly.

"Stop moaning, we can't change the things we can't change, we just wait quietly, isn't it just adding trouble to ourselves by thinking so much?" Zhao Ziheng comforted Zhao Dong.

Zhao Dong had no choice but to say, "Well, young master, we can only continue to wait, and hope that God will hear about Xue earlier."

Seeing that Zhao Ziheng and Zhao Dong's master and servant got up early, Ning Yao greeted them and went to prepare breakfast.

The whole family wants to eat, and she has to work for a long time.

Su Qingyao kept a few of the sweet potatoes that Cao's sent before, washed them, cut them into pieces, put them in a pot and cooked them with porridge, and made sweet potato porridge.

Sweet potatoes are sweet, making the porridge also have a sweet taste.

People in this era often eat these whole grains, and they don't like to eat them when they get tired of eating them.Su Qingyao liked it very much, and ate it in different ways.

After a while, there was a burst of fragrance from the kitchen, and Zhao Ziheng who was attracted by this fragrance was looking forward to having breakfast earlier.

"You can eat!" Ning Yao greeted the family for breakfast.

In addition to cooking a pot of porridge for breakfast, Su Qingyao also baked a few egg pancakes and fried a plate of salted radish, which was pickled by herself before, and it was crunchy to the bite.

Zhao Dong didn't like this kind of breakfast at first. In the mansion, his young master would eat a very rich breakfast, but after tasting the breakfast made by Su Qingyao, he realized that he was wrong. Although the food made by Su Qingyao looked simple , but the taste is unique, more delicious than those delicacies from mountains and seas.

Maybe he has never tasted this kind of fresh food, and this young man has never eaten it, so he thinks it is extra delicious.

Zhao Ziheng praised Su Qingyao's craftsmanship while eating, and did not forget to continue to flatter Su Qingyao.

Seeing that Zhao Ziheng only cared about the vegetarian dishes on the table and didn't eat much meat, Su Xiuxiu thought that Zhao Ziheng was being polite on purpose and felt embarrassed to eat these meat dishes.

So he showed his courtesy, put a piece of meat into Zhao Ziheng's bowl, and said shyly, "Young Master Zhao, eat meat! Eat meat to nourish your body, don't just eat vegetables."

Zhao Ziheng was slightly taken aback, but he couldn't refuse Su Xiuxiu's kindness, "Thank you, miss."

"You're welcome!"

Su Xiuxiu's cheeks flushed for a moment, seeing Zhao Ziheng smile at her, she felt her whole body float up.

(End of this chapter)