Although she didn't know why, if she didn't want him, she wouldn't have run out of the city alone to pick him up yesterday.
The two of them drove the carriage all the way to the Zhuangzi outside the city. The servant knew they were coming, so he hurriedly found his mother-in-law to cook for them.
Pingan suddenly remembered the events of her previous life. At that time, Meng Huo made food for her, and his craftsmanship was very good.
"Can you cook?" Ping An looked at him and asked.
Meng Huo nodded, "Yes."
"Really, then you cook it for me, and let them leave after the food is ready." Ping An looked at him expectantly.
Meng Huo smiled and said yes, she took him to pick fruit.
This year, Ping An deliberately set aside a piece of land to grow many fruits, strawberries, grapes, watermelons, etc., and also planted a lot of flowers. She likes coming here now.
The two picked a lot of fruit and went back to the yard holding hands.
The servants had already prepared all the dishes, Meng Huo rolled up his sleeves and got ready to do something.
"Do you want to wear this to cook? Go and change first, there are clean clothes inside." Ping An motioned to him, and went to wash the fruit by himself.
Today she was dressed simply, with her sleeves rolled up a little, revealing her snow-white arms.
Meng Huo looked back at her reluctantly, and went to change clothes first.
Ping An also prepared a set of neat clothes for him, which were similar to the clothes of servants, but the materials and details were very elegant, and it was convenient to do things.
"A handsome man is a handsome man. He looks good in anything he wears. I think those who say that Liu Wang is the most beautiful man are quite blind." Ping An came over and pinched his face.
"Whoever a man wants to fight for such a title is probably sick." Meng Huo obviously disdains the title of the most beautiful man.
Ping An laughed, "You don't care, but some people care, such as your sixth brother."
Mentioning the six kings, Meng Huo didn't say anything. To him, those princes had nothing to do with him.
"You seem to have a bad relationship with your brothers and sisters." Ping An looked at him inquiringly.
"My mother's status is low, she was a court lady, she was a concubine when she gave birth to me, and died of dystocia during childbirth. I was sent to another concubine in the palace to be raised. When I was fifteen years old, she also If I die, I will be sent out of the palace, and no one has taken me seriously all these years." Meng Huo briefly talked about his situation.
"It's okay, you will have me in the future." Ping An smiled and took his hand.
When Meng Huo heard these words, his heart was very warm, and he stretched out his hand to hug her, "I really thank the Luo family for finding you back."
"Hurry up and cook, I haven't eaten yet." Ping An was really hungry now.
Seeing this, Meng Huo didn't delay any longer, and started cooking, and someone was in charge of lighting the fire.
Soon, the four dishes and one soup were ready, and there were two bowls of bright rice, all produced here in Ping An, with excellent taste.
Ping An also sent a jar of wine. Meng Huo smelled the very special aroma of the wine and asked, "What kind of wine is this? Why does it taste so special?"
"This is the wine I brewed. You can taste it." Ping An poured him a glass, Meng Huo picked it up, smelled it, and tasted it again, "It tastes very good."
"I'll let you try another wine."
Ping An ordered someone to bring over the high-grade liquor she brewed.
In this dynasty, although there was wine, the alcohol content was extremely low, and there was no high-alcohol wine at all.
The wine brewed in Ping An is almost 67 degrees high. Compared with those wines that are mixed with water, I don't know how much better to drink.