Chapter 572...My Mother?
The little girl burst out laughing: "If no one knew, I'm afraid they would think that Mr. Ji is in love with our grandma, and he obeys every word. Tell me, how many days have you spent without thinking about meals? What did you eat? , when to eat, how much to eat, and how long to eat are all decided by our family’s Mother Sheng. Master Ji, you are so lucky. Before you got married, Mother Sheng has already been so considerate for you."
Ji Feng seemed to be embarrassed by the ridicule, he just smiled and said: "Don't talk nonsense."
The little girl knew that he was easy to talk to, so she kept hearing what he said and even talked some more.
Finally, he was interrupted by a slight scolding: "Have all the dishes been washed? With such effort, the work would have been done long ago."
The little girl was taught a lesson, so she shrank her neck and didn't dare to say anything.
Liu Wei stood outside and heard everything inside clearly. It wasn't until the voice of the grand lady appeared that Liu Wei frowned slightly and walked inside.
Seeing Liu Wei come in, Shanda's mother, who was about to chat with Ji Feng, hurriedly came up to her. She personally invited Liu Wei in, set up a chair, and then rubbed her palms at a loss: "Why is Mr. Liu here?" ? Our kitchen is small and messy, and the road is not easy to navigate, so you have to waste your time."
Liu Wei smiled and said, "Nothing."
However, Madam Shanda was very enthusiastic. She placed him on the chair and diligently went to the stove to bring two breakfast meals.
Liu Wei didn't want to use it at first. He came here because he had business, and he didn't intend to eat or drink.
But when she saw the green plum fruit on the table, Liu Wei was stunned for a moment, picked one up with chopsticks, and sniffed it. There was nothing wrong with it.
Madam Shengda hurriedly said: "This is a southern snack, green plum fruit. It uses the best pickled plums. It is soaked in flour. It is sour and sweet, and it is the most appetizing."
There are very few pastries that Liu Wei likes to eat. Even the green plum fruit is the same. She still remembers the first time she ate it when she was pregnant with Xiaoli. At that time, she didn't have much reaction during pregnancy, but the taste has changed a lot. She just arrived in Qujiang Mansion. , she had no appetite for anything, and she ate whatever she wanted. It was this green plum fruit that made her taste fresh. After that, Jin Nanyun ordered people to bring it to her every day, and she ate it every day.
By the end, I fell in love.
Although this year, she left Qujiang Mansion and spent time in the north, so she never ate authentic green plum fruit, but the taste was unforgettable.
Now Liu Wei picked up a piece of fruit and could easily tell that it was really an authentic southern green plum fruit. She immediately felt a little greedy. After a moment of hesitation, she took a bite.
The sweet and sour taste is particularly familiar.
Madam Shengda also laughed when she saw how delicious Liu Wei's food was. She turned on the stove again, heated the prepared milk, poured it into a bowl, and brought it to Liu Wei's hand.
Green plum fruit goes best with milk.
As soon as Liu Wei saw the thick white fresh milk, she couldn't control it. She chewed the green plum fruit in her mouth and took a reserved sip of the milk. The taste entered her taste buds and was refreshing.
"Sir, are you still used to eating?" Sheng Sheng asked.
Liu Wei nodded.
Madam Shengda smiled and said: "There are two bottles of Huaidong fruit juice behind me. I wonder if you have heard of Huaidong fruit. It is a sweet fruit from the south. It is small and has a thin kernel. You can eat it in one bite." , are all meat, but because they are not easy to preserve, we can only stock up on them in winter, so in the early autumn when Huaidong fruit is harvested, they are rarely available. A few days ago, Xiao Qing, who sells sesame seeds on the street corner, The girl returned to her hometown, so she brought some here, sir, if not, would you like to try something new?"
Liu Wei swallowed the green plum fruit in his mouth, curled his eyes and said, "I have eaten Huaidong fruit before, and it tastes great."
"If you like it, it would be great." Sheng Niang said and went to the back to get it herself.
After a while, he took out both bottles of juice, and Liu Wei took a sip. The taste was exactly the same as what he had eaten in Qujiang Mansion. This is the taste of wild Huaidong fruit.
Liu Wei ate very well. This lady seemed to love southern food. She casually talked about it and took out a few more southern snacks. They were all Liu Wei had been used to eating in the past five years. Let’s eat them now. Friendlyness aside, The taste is indeed nostalgic.
Ji Feng originally thought that Liu Wei came to the kitchen because of something important, so he came specially to fight. He might be able to help at the critical moment and create another shadow in Liu Wei's mind.
But after he waited for a long time, Liu Wei just ate and ate, and the more he ate, the more enthusiastic he became. Seeing the two plates of green plums on the table, a large bottle of Huaidong juice, and two bowls of fresh milk, Liu Wei ate and drank them all. Ji Feng finally believed that Liu Wei was just hungry and came to eat and drink.
Feeling a little disappointed in his heart, Ji Feng glanced at the still messy pile of documents, finally got up, said goodbye, and returned to the back office with the documents in his arms.
As soon as he left, Liu Weicai wiped her mouth and refused Shanda Niang's move to add more food to her. Her face looked a little cold and embarrassed.
The so-called cannibalism has a short mouth.
Liu Wei had eaten so much that he was too embarrassed to question this grandma. At the same time, Liu Wei also understood. No wonder everyone in the yamen, from the governor to the yamen servants, all respected this grandma.
Don't we need to be respectful to our parents?
"Master, don't you want to eat?" Seeing Liu Wei not moving her chopsticks, Sheng Sheng asked.
Liu Wei waved his hand and said, "It's ready."
But Shanda Niang said: "Sir, you look so thin, you should eat some more. Otherwise, if you don't want to eat now, I will prepare some for you and you can take it back. Eat whenever you are hungry."
As Shanda Niang said, regardless of whether Liu Wei agreed or not, she hurriedly went to pack.
Liu Wei wanted to stop Shanda Niang, but she was already far away.
Liu Wei had no choice but to follow, and happened to enter the back room of the kitchen. He saw that Shangsheng Niang had single-handedly moved a large porcelain jar that seemed to weigh dozens of kilograms from the innermost part, opened the lid, and opened the lid from the inside. Get the pickles.
Liu Wei stood still, but his eyes narrowed.
Seeing Liu Wei's expression, Mrs. Shengda smiled heartily and said proactively: "I'm afraid you're scaring the adults. Women from the common people learned some kung fu when they were young and have a lot of strength. Therefore, there is only a common woman who serves as the back cook of the yamen. With two little girls, there are fewer people, but the work can still be done."
Liu Wei listened and said "hmm" without any trace.
Madam Shanda moved quickly and packed a large package of dishes for Liu Wei in a blink of an eye, from raw food, to cooked food, to pastries, and finally to drinks.
A quarter of an hour later, Liu Wei looked at the six food boxes in front of him and was really stunned: "It can't be this much." Liu Wei said.
But Shanda Niang just smiled, looked at Liu Wei's face, and said: "Sir, thank you for your hard work in handling the case. Those who eat and drink in the Women's Association are the ones who eat and drink. If you can replenish your body, you can replenish your body. These beautiful children, if you are an adult, My mother knows that you have lost weight due to starvation, and I will definitely feel sorry for you."
Liu Wei didn't think anything about the first half of the sentence, but after hearing the second half, she hesitated for a moment, raised her head for a while, and frowned slightly: "Me...my mother?"