There is Room For the Poor Daughter

"Are you OK?"

As soon as Daohua returned to the house on the front foot, Zhou Jingwan came over on the back foot.

"What can I do?" Daohua glanced at Zhou Jingwan strangely.

Zhou Jingwan took a careful look at Daohua's face, seeing her ruddy complexion, sparkling eyes, and full of energy, she immediately felt relieved: "It scared me to death, you'll be fine!"

When Yan Wenkai sent a letter to the Yan family, Zhou Chengye also wrote a letter to the Zhou family.

In the letter, the uncle of the Yan family almost hit the rice flower.

At that time, she couldn't sit still, and she thought of seeing Daohua for the first time, but unfortunately, when the next person came to report, Daohua and Mrs. Yan went to Zhuangzi.

She waited for a few days, knowing that Daohua was back today, she couldn't wait to come.

Thinking that it was because her eldest brother involved Daohua and was blamed by the elders in the family, Zhou Jingwan was even more embarrassed, and quickly asked the maid to bring in two sunflowers.

"Didn't you say you wanted this that day? I brought it for you!" After speaking, he pushed towards Daohua to please.

Seeing her like this, Daohua was a little amused: "Thank you!"

Let Wang Man'er take the sunflower down, Daohua saw that Zhou Jingwan was still smiling at her, and said helplessly: "You don't need to do this, I'm punished, but it has nothing to do with Brother Zhou!"

She was blamed, mainly because the Yan family was too nervous and Xiao Yeyang.

Even if there is no reason for Zhou Chengye to point out the wrong scene, as long as she and Xiao Yeyang get into trouble, the situation she will face will be exactly the same as last time.

Zhou Jingwan shook her head: "Why doesn't it matter? If it wasn't for my brother, Grandpa's birthday banquet was very successful, and you wouldn't be blamed by Uncle Yan."

Daohua looked at Zhou Jingwan and asked, "What happened to the last play? Why did Xiao Yeyang get so angry?"

Zhou Jingwan shook her head: "I don't know either. Anyway, my grandfather said it. It's a taboo for the little prince, and our family is not allowed to mention it again."

"Taboo." Daohua rolled her eyes, looking contemplative.

Zhou Jingwan stretched out her hand and shook it in front of Daohua: "Okay, stop thinking about it, let's talk about something fun. It's about to go to Laba, has your family started preparing Laba porridge?"

Hearing this, Daohua felt a little boring: "I don't know."

Anyway, she won't take out the ingredients in the space anymore. At most, she will make a small pot of Laba porridge on the day of Laba, enough for her grandmother, mother, and her to drink. As for the others, they like it.

Zhou Jingwan smiled: "Every year my family's Laba porridge is very delicious, and I'll have someone give it to you when the time comes!"

Daohua's expression changed: "Will your mother agree?" Mrs. Zhou didn't treat her very well that day, Mrs. Zhou.

Zhou Jingwan: "Why don't you agree?"

Daohua smiled and said nothing.

After that, the two chatted about other things, and it was not until evening that Zhou Jingwan went home with the two baskets of vegetables given by Daohua.

Zhou family.

When Mrs. Zhou saw her daughter came back, she asked, "Is that girl Daohua okay?"

"Okay!" Zhou Jingwan nodded with a smile, and showed Mrs. Zhou the vegetables she got.

Mrs. Zhou took a careful look at her daughter's expression and saw that her brows were stretched and her face was smiling, and she knew that she and Daohua got along very well this time. It can be seen that Daohua didn't take the previous things to heart.

So, he put his heart down and looked at the vegetables he brought back with a smile.

"Yo, it's hard to find such green vegetables in this winter. Your grandfather and your father should have an extra bowl of rice tonight."

"I'll eat one more bowl too."

"Yes, yes, you are everywhere, you foodie!"

In a blink of an eye, Laba arrived.

On this day, Yan Zhigao took a rest, and the whole family sat in the old lady's house, joking with the old lady.

When it was almost noon, the maids brought the prepared Laba porridge.

"Hey, why is this year's Laba porridge not as good as last year's?" Yan Zhigao tasted Laba porridge and felt that the taste was not very good, so he immediately looked up at Mrs. Li.

No way, last year's Laba porridge was fragrant and delicious, but not sticky. He still remembers the taste.

Mrs. Li lowered her head and drank the porridge, pretending not to hear Yan Zhigao's question.

Seeing this, Mr. Sun immediately smiled and said, "Why, last year's Laba porridge was made by Daohua himself, and the taste is naturally incomparable to others."

Yan Zhigao looked at the eldest daughter, who was sitting beside the old lady, and didn't know what she was saying to the old lady, which made the old lady laugh. His lips moved, and he wanted to ask the eldest daughter why she didn't do it this year, but the words were on her lips. After going back and forth a few times, he swallowed it again.

Seeing that Yan Zhigao didn't say anything and couldn't continue, Mrs Sun lowered her head and drank the somewhat bland Laba porridge, and was very puzzled.

The ingredients are almost the same, why does Daohua's girl make something delicious?

She didn't say anything, but Yan Zhiyuan spoke up, and saw that he put down the Laba porridge that he only drank, and looked at Daohua: "Daohua, why don't you make Laba porridge this year? Let me tell you, the second uncle will Good sip, you didn't do it, you don't want to drink it anymore."

Daohua, who was joking with the old lady in a low voice, heard this and looked up at her second uncle, whose face was thicker than the city wall.

Some time ago, this person was shouting that he was going to hit his own board? How could he be so embarrassed to open his mouth?

"Second uncle, I'm not a cook. I usually cook food just for fun. What do you want to eat and drink? How can you point at me?"

"If this Laba porridge doesn't suit your taste, you can ask the second aunt to make it again. If the second aunt does not make it, there are two younger sisters."

"Whether it's about love or reason, or about being close and distant, you shouldn't ask me, as if you didn't drink well, it's my reason."

Yan Zhiyuan: "."

He has always known that the eldest niece is articulate, and also knows that because of the last incident, this girl has a grudge against him.

But he is an elder, what happened to being said a few words by the elder?

Just look at this opening and you can choke someone to death.

Mrs. Li glanced at Daohua with a warning in her eyes, telling her to stop talking.

After all, they are elders. If they really want to make trouble, everyone will only say that it is the daughter's.

Daohua pouted and held up the teacup in front of her to cover it up. As for Laba porridge, I'm sorry, she had it in her mouth and didn't touch it.

At this moment, Butler Sun hurried in: "Old lady, master, madam, the three young masters came back with the young prince and the Dong family son."

Hearing this, Yan Zhigao immediately stood up: "Quick, let someone in!"

Sun Guan's family: "The uncle has already led the little prince and the others here. The little one is the first step to come over and tell the old man and his wife."

"Then what are you still doing, come with me to meet him." After speaking, Yan Zhigao took the lead and left the room.

In the house, Mrs. Li also quickly recovered, and hurriedly asked the maid to pack her things.

Stepping on, Daohua pursed her lips and sat still. Seeing that everyone was busy cleaning up, or busy going out to greet her, she felt very boring, stood up, and left the house.