The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

Cheng Youning lowered his voice, "Since this is for my little grandfather to eat, it's the same for me to eat it. If I don't eat it for two days, it will be stale. It would be a pity to just wait for it to go bad."

"Young Master, what you said makes sense. When there is no one around, we will take action."

"Let's go buy two baskets on the street first, so we can put these delicious foods in them later."

Qiao Rong nodded earnestly.

After noon, there were fewer people coming to burn incense. Two people finally got the chance. They each filled a basket and carried it away unsteadily.

Find a place to eat and eat, "Qiao Rong, this chicken is well cooked."

Qiao Rong tore off a piece and said, "This is smoked in a big pot at home."

"This bun smells delicious, but I don't know what the filling is."

Qiao Rong tasted it and said, "Young Master, this filling is made of bamboo shoots and mushrooms."

Seeing that there were still three buns in the basket, Cheng Youning said, "Don't eat these buns. Take them back to little grandfather later. Little grandfather likes to eat bamboo shoots."

After the two children had eaten their fill, they realized that the baskets were too heavy to carry, and the beggar gave them some food. Then they happily returned to the prefect's mansion.

When they entered the courtyard, they saw Suiying, who asked them, "What are you carrying in your baskets?"

Cheng Youning put the basket on his back on the ground, "They are all delicious. Find some plates and I'll make some for you."

When he heard that it was delicious, Suiying's eyes lit up and he walked over in two steps, "Young Master, what delicious food is that? Let me get a few plates."

Suiying looked down and saw that both of their baskets were filled with delicious food. "Where did they come from?"

"City God..." Cheng Youning nudged Qiao Rong with his red elbow, "I bought it in the city."

Suiying reached out and pulled off a chicken leg. "Who sold these? Isn't this bullying children? I'll go find them."

Cheng Youning and Qiao Rong were both stunned: "What's wrong, Suiying?"

"These are all food, why don't you wrap them in oil paper?"

Cheng Youning bit his finger and thought, why didn't he think of buying some oil paper to wrap these things up one by one? "Don't go to the store. Next time I buy something, I'll just ask them to wrap it for me."

Suiying vowed, "Next time if they don't do what I say, take me with you and I'll smash their store. Wait for me, I'll go into the house and find some plates."

Seeing Suiying jogging, Qiao Rong said to Cheng Youning, "Suiying is the real murderer."

"This is the only way to protect my little grandfather."

"Young Master, I can protect you, too."

Cheng Youning boldly put his face, which was bruised by a monkey, in front of Qiao Rong. Qiao Rong felt guilty. He, a servant, was intact, but the young master he served had a bruised face. He had no choice but to open his mouth and blow on Cheng Youning.

Cheng Youning turned his head and said, "Stop blowing, it smells like steamed buns."

Soon, Suiying brought out a pile of plates. The three people didn't know how to keep their hands clean, and they all picked up the buns from the plates. "Suiying, these buns are for my uncle. They are stuffed with bamboo shoots and mushrooms."

"I'll bring it to the Marquis and let him taste it."

Wan Lianxing looked at the three buns, which were still stained with oil. He asked Suiying, "Where did you pick up these buns?"

Suiying said, "Cheng Youning bought it for you on the street. It's stuffed with bamboo shoots and mushrooms."

"Youning is thoughtful, but I just finished lunch more than an hour ago, and it's still a long way from dinner."

"Eat one bun and save the remaining two for dinner."

In order to prevent Cheng Youning's filial piety from going to waste, Wan Lianxing picked up a bun and took a bite. "Where did you buy this bun? It's quite delicious, but it has a smell."

"No, there is no fragrance, Lord. The chicken is also delicious. Have a chicken drumstick."

Wan Lianxing waved his hands: "I can't eat it, I'm just forcing myself to eat this bun."

Suiying called out to Suixing: "Hurry up and do it, you are still waiting for me to feed you."

"Did the young master bring all this back?"

"Yes, this chicken tastes good."

Sui Xing tore off a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth, "This must have been smoked in a big pot by someone at home."

Suiying said, "It's definitely not food from a big restaurant. They didn't even wrap it in oil paper when I bought it. I wanted to find the store owner. Isn't this bullying a child?"

Wan Lianxing said: "Don't worry about the child's affairs. This child will not suffer any loss. You told him, and next time he will know to let others pack the things for him."

Cheng Youning didn't know how many people he gave the two baskets of things to, and his grandparents received his snacks.

He also sent a plate of fruit to his mother's room, and Huang Chenming received a bunch of flowers from him.

The old butler received a jug of good wine from him.

The kitten he raised got dumplings, the tiger got roast duck, but the little monkey in the tree got nothing and just watched Cheng Youning feed the tiger delicious food.

Cheng Feng and Shang Xi came back in the evening. The tiles on several rooms in Mo Haiyao's house had been repaired by the people they brought with them.

Cheng Youning asked, "Is the roof of Uncle Mo's house finished?"

Shang Xi held Cheng Youning's face with her hands to see how the wound was looking. "Luckily your father and I brought people there. You and that monkey had peeled off so many tiles from the roof and crushed countless of them. If your father and I had gone a step later, your uncle Mo would have sent people out to the street to hire someone to repair the roof."

Cheng Youning snuggled in Shang Xi's arms, "You can't blame me. It was the monkey who first lifted the tiles and hit me. How could I not fight back?"

Shang Xi warned Cheng Youning, "Stay away from that monkey."

"I'm training it."

"You can train cats, dogs, or anything else, but why are you competing with a monkey?"

"I have found a way to defeat the enemy."

Cheng Feng brought in the medicine with a smile, "What's the solution? Tell me and your mother."

"Stand still. Mother is going to apply medicine to you." Shang Xi took the medicine handed to her by Cheng Feng and began to apply it to Cheng Youning. Cheng Youning hissed in pain but still grinned foolishly.

"My grandfather gave me a trick to scare the monkey with a tiger. I took the tiger away to scare the monkey. The monkey didn't dare to come down from the tree for a whole day. My grandfather said that within three days, the monkey would be obedient and submissive."

Shang Xi heard this and said, "Your little grandfather doesn't give you any good advice. Last year he asked you to train a tiger, and this year he asked you to train a monkey. You don't even know how capable you are now."

"This move is not good. Grandpa, this move is so brilliant. I am just waiting for this little monkey to act cute in front of me."

"If you get scratched by it again, I won't apply medicine to you."

Cheng Youning hugged Shang Xi's neck and gave her a kiss.

"This trick of yours works against your father, but it doesn't work against me."

"I brought some fruit for Mom and Dad today."

Looking at the plate of various fruits, Shang Xi asked, "Did you buy these? You're quite good at choosing, each one is exquisite."