At the end of the 11th day of July, it was still not bright yet, and there was a drizzle in the sky.

Jiang Yixi sent Meng Cimo to the courtyard gate, watching the tall figure disappear, then reluctantly turned around and returned to the house.

When I returned to the bedroom, I saw Huahua squatting on the footrest with her mouth wide open in joy.

Jiang Yixi picked it up and wiped its feet clean with a handkerchief. It jumped onto the bed happily and meowed, "Boss Meng is finally gone, and I can finally sleep with his master. Don't disturb me, I want to be there."

Sleep more in the wedding bed."

Huahua was sleeping in the bed, and Jiang Yixi was leaning on the bedside, thinking about something.

Meng Cimo is busy with official duties and has to deal with some personal matters of Prince Ping and his private soldiers. He will not go home for ten days... Thinking of him running around in the rain and not seeing him for such a long time made Jiang Yixi's heart ached.

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After much hesitation, she decided to follow Meng Cimo's suggestion and go directly to Fu'an Hall to greet the old couple instead of going to the main courtyard to greet Fu.

If she does this, she will definitely be criticized by her elders, and she will also incur the hatred of Mrs. Fu and Duke Cheng Guo. It doesn't matter if Mrs. Fu and Duke Cheng Guo hate her. Even if she goes to pay her respects, Mrs. Fu still hates her and will still find opportunities to deal with her.

As for her elders' dissatisfaction, she could only express it elsewhere.

Thinking of this, she got up and went to the backyard kitchen.

At the beginning of the morning, Shui Ling and Mei Xiang went to the big kitchen to get breakfast.

Jiang Yixi had breakfast and went to Fu'an Hall in a sedan chair. She was the first to arrive.

Seeing her coming alone, the old lady asked, "Didn't you go to say hello to the boss's wife?"

Jiang Yixi smiled and said, "My granddaughter-in-law made a medicinal meal that can alleviate asthma. She was afraid of letting it cool, so she hurriedly brought it to her grandmother to drink."

Carrying the water from the food box, he walked forward and took out two bowls of soup and placed them on the table. This kind of soup is good for everyone, including patients suffering from asthma.

The old lady was not interested in supplementing the soup, but after hearing that it had an effect on relieving asthma, she did not object anymore and picked up the spoon and took a sip.

"Well, it tastes really fresh."

The old man smiled and said, "I told you that Cimo's wife has good cooking skills, so I'll reply this time. She is the only one who can make medicinal food so delicious."

After saying that, he picked up the spoon and started drinking the soup.

The old lady asked suspiciously, "This soup cures asthma. Can I drink it?"

The old man said, "I heard from the doctor that I already have signs of asthma, and drinking more of this soup is good for my health." He then said to Jiang Yixi, "I will bring this soup over every morning from now on. It will be good for the old lady to drink more of it."

Before, he was worried that Mrs. Jiang would only give soup to the two old people. Now that Mr. Jiang said that this soup is a medicinal diet for treating asthma, he can let her give it to them every day.

As soon as they finished drinking the soup, Mrs. Meng San and Meng Shuang came, followed by Mrs. Meng San and Meng Lan, Meng Yue and her daughter, Second Mistress Meng and her son came over, and Fu Shi, Meng Ciyu, and Meng Hua arrived last.

Mrs. Fu greeted the old couple with gifts, sat down and said to Jiang Yixi, "I thought Cimo's wife would go to my place, so she waited for a while."

She smiled half-heartedly, suppressing her dissatisfaction.

Jiang Yixi stood up and knelt down to her and said, "I'm sorry, I kept my wife waiting for so long. I made a medicinal meal to treat asthma this morning. I was afraid that it would let it cool, so I quickly brought it to honor my grandmother."

Mrs. Fu was so angry that she snorted to herself, you can ask the servants to bring the soup to Fu'an Hall first, or it's not too late to make the soup after you've paid your respects. But she didn't dare to say that, so she could only smile and said, "Oh, that's it.

Ah. Wife Cimo did the right thing, honoring the old lady is the first priority."

Meng Hua felt that Jiang Yixi did this just to avoid greeting her mother, and that she did not take her mother seriously. But Jiang Yixi said this, and she could not say much.

If before, the old lady would have asked a servant to bring the soup, Jiang should go to pay her respects to her mother-in-law first. This is filial piety. But after listening to the old man's words and hearing that Mrs. Ma actually hanged herself, Jiang had more thoughts.

So much suspicion. If Mrs. Fu really treats her stepson and stepdaughter like this and pretends to be virtuous, why should Cimo and his wife be filial to her?

Fu's heart sank when she saw that the old lady didn't say what Jiang had done wrong. She had indeed underestimated the enemy and was too eager to do that, which made the old couple unhappy and made them pity Jiang even more. They should be more cautious in the future...

Meng Zhaoan looked around the room and asked, "Auntie, why don't you see Huahua?"

Jiang Yixi smiled and said, "Huahua is still sleeping."

Brother An always said, "Brother An is not lazy, Huahua is lazy."

It made everyone happy.

Jiang Yixi lived a peaceful life. She delivered medicinal meals to the old couple every morning. The old man would come to Jinyuan to tend the flowers and plants almost every day, and would also bring Huang Xin. Fu's endurance was so good that he did not make trouble for Jiang Yixi openly.

His attitude is very gentle.

The only regret for Jiang Yixi and Nanny Wu was that on the night of the 16th, Jiang Yixi received a letter from Yue Xin and she was not pregnant as expected.

In the past few days, Huahua has entered a state of alert. She never leaves Fushengju, guarding tomatoes every day, and even sleeps with her ears upright.

Among the four pots of tomatoes, five of the two pots planted by Jiang Yixi were almost completely red, and six were half red. Some of the two pots the old man brought later were already red. I heard from Wu Yougui that the fruits in Huzhuang

Some of the eight pots of tomatoes are starting to turn red.

Seeing Huahua's greed, Jiang Yixi wanted to pick one for her to eat. Huahua didn't want to, because only ripe tomatoes are delicious.

On the seventeenth day, before dawn, Huahua suddenly screamed.

"The tomatoes are ripe, the tomatoes are ripe..."

Everyone in Fushengju was awakened by it.

Jiang Yixi put on her clothes and went out. When she saw Huahua squatting in front of Tomato, her mouth watered.

In the weak morning light, I saw three tomatoes that were bright red without a hint of green, and the other two tomatoes had a little bit of green.

Jiang Yixi reached out and picked one off, wiped it with a handkerchief and handed it to Huahua.

Huahua took it with both claws and took a bite first. The red juice splashed half of his face. Then he ate the whole tomato in two, three, and several bites. After that, he looked up at Jiang Yixi with his Huahua face. He still wanted to eat.

Jiang Yixi picked off the other two fully ripe tomatoes, shook her head and said, "The one you ate first, I ate one by myself, and there is no more for you. One was given to Li Zhenbao, and the other was taken to honor my husband and my husband.

old lady."

She was afraid that Huahua would eat it, so she locked the tomatoes in the cabinet and took Nanny Wu to the small kitchen to make some soup.

After breakfast, she asked Wu Yougui to deliver a tomato and a box of vegetarian snacks to Li Zhenbao. She asked Wu Yougui to take the medicinal meal and a box of vegetarian snacks, and she went to Fu'antang with the tomatoes.

She came earlier today, and the old couple had just finished breakfast.

When they saw the bright red fruit, they were also very curious. Everyone took it in their hands and looked at it. Jiang Yixi asked someone to bring a knife over. She cut it into slices and put some sucrose on it.

The old man tasted a piece first and said with a smile, "It's delicious. Although it's not particularly sweet, it has a different taste."

The old lady tasted another piece and said with a smile, "Sour, sweet and sour, delicious."

Jiang Yixi smiled and said, "I heard from Zhenbao that cooking with it tastes better. There are three more that are almost cooked and can be eaten tomorrow and the day after tomorrow." If you like Chunman Jinghua, please save it: (https://www.myxls.net) Chunman Jinghua Search
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