The world's medical concubine wants to divorce

Chapter 527 Song Yunqian's Cooking Skills
"My mother and I just don't want to be hungry. If you don't want to eat the dishes from the imperial dining room, all the dishes cooked by the emperor today are yours, but you are not allowed to grab my spicy crayfish." Jing Mo generously cooked Song Yunqian All the dishes were given to Chonglou. Hearing Jingmo say such an attractive condition, Chonglou nodded quickly, completely forgetting that spicy crayfish is also his favorite.

"Chonglou, don't play tricks when the time comes. A man must do what he says." Jing Mo was very excited when he saw Chonglou agreeing. Cook meals.

Wen Yi saw that Jing Mo was scheming again, and wanted to help her innocent son, but her palms and backs were full of flesh. Seeing the smug look in Jing Mo's eyes, she finally didn't speak.

Song Yunqian walked in when Wen Yi's mother and son were laughing at Yan Yan, but his expression was full of embarrassment.

"Did you really burn the kitchen down?" Chonglou asked in shock as he had never seen his father look so disgraced.

"No, the dishes are all ready." Song Yunqian looked at the few people who stared at him with big eyes, shook his head and said with a smile.

After Song Yunqian finished speaking, without looking at his children, he walked up to Wen Yi and said softly, "Is this naughty kid in my stomach again? Why did you sleep for so long?"

Wen Yi didn't answer, but just said with a smile: "You don't have to do these things, look at the soot on your body..."

"I'd love to be able to do things for you." Song Yunqian smiled and leaned over, biting Wen Yi's red lips.

Wen Yi didn't expect that Song Yunqian would... in front of the two children, she stretched out her hand to push, Song Yunqian seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and hugged her tightly in his arms.

Wen Yi only felt that her face was turning red...

"The two of you are really enough. We came back after a long time, and we want us to see you showing affection. You are a lot of age, and you are disrespectful to the old." Jing Mo, who was hurt by his parents' affectionate eyes, dragged the heavy building while talking After leaving, Chong Lou walked to the door and did not forget to turn around and say to Song Yunqian: "Father, Jing Mo and I have created opportunities for you, you must cherish them."

Wen Yi blushed because of the two children's words, she broke free from Song Yunqian's embrace, and said softly: "Go wash up, the children are waiting.

Song Yunqian looked unwilling. He was still thinking about Jing Mo's words in his heart. He glanced at Wen Yi and asked seriously: "How old am I? She actually said that I am old and disrespectful."

"You are indeed much older than her." Wen Yi made up the knife very seriously, Song Yunqian looked at Wen Yi and nodded helplessly in resignation.

"Hurry up and wash up, let's go eat later." Wen Yi got up and handed the towel to Song Yunqian, and instructed softly.

"Okay, you wait for me." Song Yunqian took the towel with a smile and left, this homely happiness made his heart linger with tenderness.

When Song Yunqian came out, Wen Yi had already left. He hurriedly chased him out and saw Wen Yi sitting between the two children, talking to them with a smile on his face. That little resentment has long since disappeared.

"Father, aren't you omnipotent? How can you make the dishes so unpalatable?" Seeing Song Yunqian walk in, Chong Lou, who had been ruthless before eating only Song Yunqian's dishes, changed his expression first. Is it really a meal?He didn't believe that his omnipotent father would make such a dark dish.

While looking at Chong Lou with a bitter face, Jing Mo put his favorite spicy crayfish into his mouth, and made a sound of satisfaction on purpose, which made Chong Lou feel more and more resentment towards Song Yunqian in his heart.

Song Yunqian looked at the dark dishes he made, and then at the delicious dishes around them, and suddenly regretted that he had spoken.

Without the contrast of these dishes, he can still deceive himself and others that his dishes are not bad, but the fact is in front of him, he...

"Although they don't look good, they still taste good. I've tried them all. Chonglou, you should try this fried chicken wing." Song Yunqian picked up a chicken wing with chopsticks and was about to put it into Chonglou's mouth. Chonglou was so frightened Quickly hid behind Wen Yi, and said to Wen Yi aggrievedly: "Mom, Father bullied me."

"Chonglou, this dish is really good. Not only me, but also Lu Gonggong and the others have tasted it, and they all said it's okay." Seeing Chonglou's avoidance, Song Yunqian explained anxiously.

Song Yunqian looked like he wanted Chonglou to have a taste, but Chonglou evaded like a snake and scorpion. Seeing that Song Yunqian didn't give up, he started to shout to Wen Yi: "Mom, help me."

Song Yunqian was deeply hurt by Chonglou's words of saving his life.

Just eating a bite of chicken wings is linked to his life, he...

"Okay, Chong Lou has already tasted all of these dishes impatiently. Eunuch Lu and the others will only compliment you. These dishes are really hard to swallow." Wen Yi looked at Chong Lou with a bitter face, and explained kindly road.

Song Yunqian put the chicken wings back on the plate in frustration, and lifted the chopsticks unwillingly, took a bite by himself, and his face instantly became very ugly.

"I've tasted the ones just now, and they taste pretty good. The ones I threw away are the ones that are really hard to swallow." Song Yunqian said to Wen Yi in frustration, and he already understood in his heart why he felt that these were served on the table. The dishes are not bad, because the comparison is the thrown away meals...

"Wen Yi, I'm sorry, I wanted to cook something delicious for you mother and son, but I..., I will learn from it in the future." Song Yunqian promised Wen Yi as usual, Wen Yi smiled and shook his head while watching Song Yunqian.

"You'd better not try it, otherwise Chonglou and Jingmo will have to run away from home. I will make it for you in the future, and I will make it for you whatever you want." Wen Yi said softly, the soreness in her heart could hardly be suppressed Stop, she was already thinking about when she would make another delicious meal for Song Yunqian and the children, because she didn't know when it would be the last time.

"Although I like your cooking, I don't want you to work hard. I'll do it in the future. Don't worry, I will do it well." Song Yunqian got up and walked to Wen Yi's side, standing and hugging Wen Yi, his words were tender, There is warmth in the time palace.

"Okay, you come later, I'll help, let's go together." Wen Yi easily compromised, this was the warmth Song Yunqian gave herself, even though the possibility of realizing it was already slim, she still regarded it as a treasure.

"Okay." Song Yunqian agreed, thinking that the two of them could cooperate tacitly even in the kitchen, and his heart warmed.

"Wait two days before you come back again, Mom and Father will cook something delicious for you." Wen Yi said softly, thinking of Chonglou who was full of disappointment.

"Mom, you can ask Aunt Qianshan to call me at any time. As long as there is food, I can also break through mountains of swords and seas of fire." Chong Lou replied very simply, he had no resistance to Wen Yi's cooking skills, but Jing Mo After hesitating, she looked at Wen Yi eagerly, and said after a long time: "I also want to eat the dishes made by my mother."

As soon as Jing Mo finished speaking, Song Yunqian turned his head to look at Wen Yi just as he remembered something, and asked, "Did Concubine Rou make things difficult for you? She didn't allow Qian Shan to call you over before."

Jing Mo glanced at Wen Yi, and then seriously replied: "Father, this has nothing to do with Concubine Rou, I am practicing calligraphy, and I have ordered people not to disturb me."

After listening to Jing Mo's words, Wen Yi's face became more suspicious. She and Song Yunqian looked at Jing Mo together, but Jing Mo just looked at them calmly, as if she was telling the truth.

(End of this chapter)