Chapter 259: The pot was burned through in the middle of the night

Hua Jingyun was in a irritable mood. After the New Year, there were already many things and the road ahead was unclear. Now, such an aunt has not yet felt the pleasure of seeing her relatives, and she is even more irritable by the purpose of her aunt's appearance.

I was in a bad mood, and everyone around me was angry that everyone owed me 200 taels. Qinglan shrank his neck and drove the car honestly, fearing that he would be rushed to wash clothes when he was not right.

Finally, I reached the gate of the mansion. After getting off the carriage, I felt very clear at night. Qinglan subconsciously said, "It's not me."

Hua Jingyun's face turned pale, and the guard Liu Tian glared at Qinglan and hurriedly bowed, "Your Majesty, I am very hungry, I am so hungry."

Hua Jingyun's face cleared a little, and she looked at Qinglan with her head in a slightest look, "Let's go and wash clothes tomorrow."

If you can't even handle this, should you send it back and rebuilt?

Qinglan wanted to slap himself twice. Isn’t it just that the prince was hungry? Why didn’t he react after twitching this little thing? No wonder Liu Tian is the top scholar in the mansion, and his mind just rotates quickly.

When he returned to Jinyuan, he learned that the little princess had already slept, Hua Jingyun became even more angry. He was afraid of disturbing the little princess on weekdays and deliberately went back to Jinyuan to wash up today. He washed himself clean and saw that the princess hadn't woken up. He almost stifled himself and felt that the world was not worth it.

He deliberately lay aside and pulled the quilt that was pressed by the little princess with force, and his breathing was two points heavier than normal.

Wen Mianmian, who had closed her eyes, sighed silently, reached out to touch his face for a while, "Who is this for you?"

Hua Jingyun let her little hands touch his face, and snorted angrily, "You pretend to be asleep."

"It's not that I pretended to be asleep." Wen Mianmian opened her eyes and pinched his nose, "You're back in the evening and you're so loud that you're going to wash up. When you lie on the bed, you feel like you have a grudge against this bed. Do you think I'm going to sleep so hard if I don't wake up yet?"

Hua Jingyun held her hand and spoke in a little depressed manner, "I didn't mean it, no, I just mean it."

He was confused, irritable, angry, and could not find a place to vent.

Wen Mianmian smiled, "Then are you thinking about this now? Do you want to talk or just sleep in anger? If it were the latter, I'm afraid you'll get angry even more when you wake up every morning, or you'll punish Qinglan to vent your anger?"

Hua Jingyun: "I have already punished Qinglan."

Wen Mianmian: "."

"Gu~~~~"

Another sound came from Hua Jingyun's stomach, and Wen Mianmian suddenly laughed, "No wonder she is so angry, she turns out she is hungry."

"I'll have someone make some food for you."

Just as she was about to turn over and get out of bed, Hua Jingyun hugged her, "I won't eat."

Wen Mianmian was helpless. Think about it, if her big yellow cow was in modern society, she would be a child who was still favored by her parents, so it is normal to get angry now. Don’t be in the rebellious period, right?!

"Then I'll make it for you. Is it okay to eat noodles? I won't be able to do it even if it's complicated."

"You will?"

Hua Jingyun expressed a little emotion.

Wen Mianmian nodded with a smile, "How about lying another egg for you when cooking noodles?"

"good."

Hua Jingyun felt that his irritability seemed to be getting better and his breathing was a little smoother.

Wen Mianmian stood up and put on clothes with her fate. When she saw Hua Jingyun lying steadily on the bed, she was about to wait for the ready-made food. She reached out and lifted up the quilt, "The princess wants to cook noodles, shouldn't the prince go to burn the fire?"

In this way, the most noble two people in the mansion touched the kitchen of Jinyuan in the middle of the night and began to make a fire, boil water and cook noodles.

"Will you burn the fire? Put less firewood, it will be difficult to burn if it is too much, and the smoke will be heavy."

"The action of scavenging dust is lighter, and the dust is rising."

"Just boil some water, what do you do if you put the wood in?"

Wen Mianmian stared at Hua Jingyun and burned the fire while cutting chopped green onions, added lard, soy sauce and salt to mix the ingredients.

Speaking of which, it was the first time she had cooked since she came here. It was wrong. She went into the kitchen to make mung bean ice once.

The sound from the kitchen was heard, and an old woman was wearing clothes to see her. She almost fainted when she saw the people inside. What did the prince and the princess do in the kitchen in the middle of the night?

The breeze guarding outside sent everyone away, "Don't come and disturb me."

His prince and princess rarely have the interest in cooking. What are these people here to join in the fun?

In the kitchen, Wen Mianmian, who had been busy, finally cooked a bowl of noodles, "It's ready to eat."

There was a table in the kitchen, and Hua Jingyun didn't dislike it. She sat down and picked up the chopsticks and loosened her hands. The noodle soup was refreshing, the noodles were smooth, and the two poached eggs were lying on it. Maybe she was really hungry. She ate such an ordinary bowl of noodles with relish, and soon she drank all the noodle soup.

I had something in my stomach and my mood quickly got better. When I put down the bowls and chopsticks, I was only satisfied.

Seeing that the wood in the stove was still burning, and the noodle soup in the pot was bubbling, Wen Mianmian added two scoops of water, "extinguished the fire."

There is a bucket next to the stove. You just need to drag the burning wood out and soak it in water to put out the fire, and then bury the wet wood in the ashes. But how could Hua Jingyun know?

"Yeah" said, and saw that the little princess had already left the kitchen door, she randomly knocked on the wood with tongs, stuffed the exposed wood in and knocked it twice. Seeing that the fire was a little less, she patted her hands and went out. After another wash, both of them lay down and fell asleep. They had no idea that the wood inside the stove was burning even more vigorously.

In the morning, before the couple got up, the servants in the mansion had already started to work hard for a day. The two mothers said that they had prepared snacks in the kitchen, and they needed to make a pot of porridge. As soon as they entered the kitchen door, they exclaimed, "Was that killer?"

The fire in the stove had already been extinguished, and there was a big hole in the middle of the quite large iron pot, which could be seen at a glance that it was burned through.

"Fortunately, the firewood was stuffed in. If there was a piece outside and it would fall down, it would have to burn the house. Who did it?"

The woman's voice was quite loud, and another woman quickly grabbed her, "You can speak softly."

As he said that, he leaned into her ear and whispered a few times. The woman took a breath. The prince and the princess came to the kitchen in the middle of the night to burn the pot. How angry is this?

"There are fewer noodles, there are egg shells here and bowls there. It seems that I came in and cooked noodles."

Both of them rolled their eyes silently, and they would have to waste a pot after cooking noodles. How could they cook a dish be worth it?

"Be alert in the future. If the prince and the princess are in a state of interest again, come and check it out when they leave. This time I am really lucky."

The big iron pot that was burnt through was replaced. Manager Zhou of the purchasing company looked at the big hole and said, "You have to watch more when cooking, the pot is not cheap either."

The two women said yes and accepted their fate and carried the matter of burning the pot on their shoulders.
Chapter completed!