No matter how soft, mellow, indifferent, and clear the morning dew wine is, it can't help drinking like clear water like this.
When the night was already in the middle of the night, Cai Mi had already gone bald under the dining table, hugging the legs of the chair and sleeping soundly;
Wen Ting put one hand on Ren Yue's shoulder, unconsciously fiddled with a wine glass, a mixture of wine and saliva dripped uncontrollably from his mouth, and said drunken words in his mouth: "Drink!...Drink! Brother-in-law, drink..."
Zhou's heart was very excited, and she also drank a few more glasses tonight, her complexion was slightly rosy, but her consciousness was extremely clear.
Seeing Wen Ting's appearance, he couldn't help but shook his head with a smile, and said to himself: "There is no such thing as a role model or a son-in-law, the champion will laugh at you."
"Where is Aunt Wen, brother Wen Ting is just because of love, such a genuine brother-in-law is also my blessing for Ren Yue!" Ren Yue was still sober, and gently put Wen Ting's arm off his shoulder, and immediately fell asleep. Yao got up and sent Wen Ting and Cai Mi back to the room to rest.
"I just drank, and I didn't eat much food. It's not good to have an empty stomach. Come, have some porridge." Zhou Shi and Wenrou helped the two of them settle down, and they returned to the dining table with Ren Yue again, and gave them to the porridge in person. Ren Yue added a bowl of black rice soup.
"Drink it, this one is more nourishing." Ruan Rou didn't say much all night, watching the three of them drink cup after cup, what can she say as a girl! At this moment, when only Ren Yue was left alone, he suddenly remembered that he had been in a coma for seven days after being poisoned, and now his body was seriously deficient, and he drank so much wine just now, how could his stomach bear it!
"Of course, my son-in-law must finish the porridge served by his mother-in-law in the future!" Ren Yue picked up his dinner poorly for the first time, and was about to eat porridge.
She gave him a gentle and ruthless look, and said in her heart. I have seen thick-skinned people, but I have never seen such thick-skinned people!
"I love to hear that! Come on, future son-in-law. Eat another chicken thigh and make up for it! Look at you! If you don't eat well, you will marry my family's Rou'er in the future. What should I do if I can't hold the bride?" Zhou said Smiling like a flower, he stretched out his chopsticks, picked up a fat chicken thigh, and handed it to Ren Yue's bowl.
Ren Yue didn't realize it for a while, he never liked others to bring him food when he was eating, if it was before, according to his habit, he would have thrown away the bowl long ago! For such greasy and meaty food. It will not even touch half a point. Even if he eats chicken, he only drinks some chicken soup, eats some chicken porridge, or delicate dishes like chicken velvet. Such a handsome Mr. Zhou Wushuang eats chicken thighs at the table... This is really the first time, when It's indecent...
Ren Yue hesitated.
"Eat it quickly, eat it while it's hot! There's no outsider here, just use your hands!" Mrs. Zhou greeted warmly and smiled kindly. Looking at his future son-in-law eating chicken thighs.
"Eat it, it's rare for mother to show kindness!" Rou Rou pursed her lips and said with a wry smile.
Ren Yue smiled lightly. He casually took the fat chicken thigh, looked left and right for a while, finally found a breakthrough, and slowly bit down, slowly chewing this natural meat that was almost wild.
"It's delicious!" Mrs. Zhou was very excited when she saw it.
"Delicious, delicious!" Ren Yue smiled nicely and nodded repeatedly.
"Eat more if it tastes good! Come on, eat this one too!" Zhou immediately picked up another chicken thigh, and stuffed it into Ren Yue's bowl involuntarily.
Ren Yue was so shocked that he didn't know what to do. Even the chicken that was still chewing in his mouth almost fell out.
"Eat it. My mother made it for you!" Rourou finally got a counterattack at this moment, and smiled slyly. See how Ren Yue, a young man who is as handsome as jade, eats these two chicken thighs one bite at a time.
Ren Yue stared blankly from choking, and immediately pulled the other chicken thigh from his own bowl, stuffed it into the gentle bowl, changed his smile, and said nastyly: "If you want to make love, how can I do it alone? Come, Rou'er, you eat too!"
"That's right, Rou'er eats too!" Zhou smiled from the side.
Gentle is completely speechless!
"Eat slowly, I'll go to bed first, Rou'er will help Mr. Ren tidy up the guest room later, it's late at night, and the rain is still falling, so I will wrong Mr. Ren to stay here tonight!" Definitely leave room for this young couple!
"Mother..." Rourou seemed to want to say something more, but Mrs. Zhou had already entered the room.
"Hehe, if you find it troublesome, then don't help me tidy up the guest room, I'll go to your place to squeeze." Ren Yue came over in a bad manner.
"Eat your chicken leg!" Although Wen Rou was shy, but there was an indescribable sweetness in her heart, she immediately raised her hand, and stuffed the chicken thigh in front of her again into Ren Yue's approaching mouth.
The palace was so busy preparing for Princess Yunluo's wedding that there was no time for other things. Liu Heng's favorite princess got married, and the palace was full of joy from top to bottom!
The princess is getting married, and the imperial dining room in the palace is not idle at all. Although the wedding is still early, the preparation of the meal has started early!
While the imperial dining room was busy, the imperial cook was working even harder. Wen Rou had long forgotten how many days and nights she had stayed in the imperial dining room, and it was time for a rest in a flash.
"See you princess." At the door of the imperial dining room, she knelt down on the floor, no need to ask, it must be Princess Yunluo who came to the kitchen in person.
"Get up, have you seen Rou'er?" Princess Yunluo eagerly stripped away everyone, and walked quickly to the imperial dining room with her cumbersome dresses.
"Princess!" Rourou greeted her.
"Look at you, this princess's big wedding, why did you get tired like this! The divorce is still early, why is it so much trouble! Doing so much is not for the guests, and the princess can't eat, so it's better to be soft!" It's a good deal for you to cook a bowl of noodles for this princess!" Princess Yunluo held her tender hand in distress, her eyes full of concern.
"I'm preparing the pasta for the princess's wedding night! Dried the abalone, sea cucumber, and shark's fin, and then stewed the broth with good soup bones, and kept simmering on a low fire until the princess's wedding day. Submerge it all, suck up the soup, and then wrap it in the grandparents' pastry, hey, it's delicious, don't mention it!" Gently licked his lips, as if he had already eaten that rare delicacy.
"Come on, if it's so troublesome, this princess doesn't want it! When the princess talks about cooking bowl noodles, it's really just cooking bowl noodles. If there is a kind of pasta, it can be placed there at any time, so that when the princess wants to eat, there is no need to move. Fire, boil soup, add vegetables, just soak in boiling water, and then you can use it conveniently, that is the convenient and fast food that this princess hopes for! Imperial meals in the palace have always been cumbersome and troublesome, and it is a waste of money and money, so it is not worth it!" Princess Yunluo glanced at I glanced at the stock stewing in the pot...
"Convenient and quick food..." Wen Rou, a culinary idiot, repeated Princess Yunluo's whimsy.