After rebirth, she became the favorite of the powerful minister.

In early September, autumn is just around the corner and dusk falls late.

Dinner was served on the stone table in the courtyard of Qichi Pavilion. The table was full of dishes, most of which were her favorites. Aunt Gui was more enthusiastic than the previous two times. While taking care of Zhuozhuo, she also asked Yuan Ge why he hadn't come here to dine for a while.

How could it be a long time? Besides... this is Song Wenyuan's territory, the important study. How can she, a wife who has married but is not really familiar with him and even a little embarrassed, come here to eat every day? Yuan Ge touched his nose, and a chopstick of fish fell into the bowl. The end of the chopsticks was holding the beautiful hand of Mr. Song, with clear joints and white jade.

Lord Song put down the piece of fish, retracted his gaze, put down his chopsticks, and just held the teacup and said casually, "If you like Aunt Gui's dishes, come and eat. Just send someone to tell her in advance. Aunt Gui is particular about buying the dishes on the same day. If you don't tell her in advance, I'm afraid there won't be enough for you."

Is this to let her come whenever she wants to eat? Yuan Ge could see that Song Wenyuan always looked serious and reserved on the surface, but he was actually quite easy to talk to. Yuan Ge bit his chopsticks and chuckled, typically asking for more, "Then, can you transfer Aunt Gui to my place?"

Song Wenyuan rolled his eyes and urged him indifferently, "Eat quickly, and follow me out when you're full."

That means he disagrees - but this was the expected answer. Yuan Ge didn't really have the delusion of kidnapping the old man next to Song Wenyuan. He just said "oh" softly and ate his food obediently.

Aunt Gui looked at the harmonious way the couple got along, and then looked at the child beside her who was eating with his head buried in the rice, with rice grains on his cheeks. It was as if she saw what the family of three would look like sitting together in the future. She smiled even more kindly, "Young Madam, there is no need to send someone to tell her. If you have nothing to do in the future, just come here to eat. It's just a wall away. Ling'er in Luofengxuan doesn't know how to cook. She's just a rough maid who makes fire in the stove. Young Madam eats very delicately, and she can't serve her well!"

To put it bluntly, the so-called fine eating means being picky about food.

Song Wenyuan raised his eyebrows and looked at Yuan Ge with a mischievous smile. Yuan Ge didn't feel embarrassed at all and just smiled at Aunt Gui, "Okay! Then I will obey your command. I will trouble Aunt Gui in the future. If I don't eat at home, let Shiyin come to you and tell you."

Aunt Gui agreed repeatedly, looking at Yuan Ge as if she were her own granddaughter, and she liked her from the bottom of her heart. The little girl had delicate features, and when she wasn't smiling, she looked a little cold, but when she smiled, she was very sweet, with curved features, and she kept calling her "you" politely. Not to mention just making one or two more home-cooked dishes, even if Yuan Ge asked to try the Manchu-Han banquet, she would definitely prepare everything for her overnight!

Song Wenyuan looked at Aunt Gui who had obviously changed sides and shook his head repeatedly, secretly sighing that this fox had become a spirit, but was born in the skin of a rabbit. He didn't know how many people had been deceived by her.

Song Wenyuan saw that Yuan Ge had almost finished eating, so he stood up and straightened his clothes, "Let's go, you'll feel lazy if you eat too much."

Aunt Gui's face immediately turned fierce when she heard this, "Master, what are you talking about? The young lady only ate a few bites! The young lady is just too thin. She needs to eat more in the future. A girl with more flesh will look lovely."

He didn't just eat a few bites, it was Song Wenyuan who ate a few bites. Even if Yuan Ge was shameless, he felt a little embarrassed after hearing Aunt Gui's words. He put down his chopsticks with a chuckle, "I'm full, Aunt Gui, your food is so delicious. I ate too much last time, so I went for a walk in the garden late at night to digest the food. Now I can't eat anymore! I really can't eat anymore!"

Miss Yuan stood up while touching her stomach and said that she really couldn't eat any more. She turned back and drank a sip of soup before waving her hand with a smile, "Let's go! Let's digest the food!"

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In just a quarter of an hour, Miss Yuan, who had just said she wanted to digest her food, sat down in front of the tofu pudding stall and ate heartily.

Song Wenyuan pinched his brows and began to wonder if this man had been hungry every day when he was in the Wen family, which was why he looked like he had been hungry for half his life.

The alley was not small, it could accommodate two rows of stalls, but it was still just a secret passage. After removing the stalls, what was left was a path large enough for three people to walk side by side. The dark and humid air had a distinct musty smell, as well as a strange smell that was hard to describe after a mixture of various smells. It was quite surprising that the daughter of the Wen family, who was always particular about everything, could stand in front of such a busy stall and eat a bowl of tofu pudding without paying attention to anyone around.

Song Wenyuan protected her from being bumped by the crowd while listening to her chatting with others with a smile, "Really? I was saying that your tofu pudding is authentic. It turns out that it is a craft passed down from our ancestors! Hey, it tastes much better than those outside. You think your store is big and bullies customers. I ordered a bowl of tofu pudding, but you complained that I ordered too little and gave me a cold look! You think I am a little girl, I can't order a whole table and waste it, right? Auntie, don't you agree?"

"Hey, I didn't know about this place before. From now on, whenever I feel like it, I'll come to your place! I went to my little sister's house to play mahjong the other day, and I liked the smell of her fragrance. I asked around and found out that there is such a good place... Him? My husband, he's very jealous, afraid that I'll be touched by someone, so he's very nervous... Don't worry about him, just let him go!"

The little girl spoke in a loud voice, boldly and without paying attention to details.

Song Wenyuan's face was clearly cracked in the dim light.

Yuan Ge sipped a mouthful of tofu pudding and chatted a few words. She continued to sip more of it. Her low-key dress and her comfortable appearance soon attracted the attention of the stall owner, who pointed in a certain direction and introduced it to Yuan Ge. "Look, the spices you mentioned are probably from that store. Opposite, four or five stalls ahead is Old Liu's! The girl has a keen eye and is very accurate in everything. Old Liu's ancestors were neighbors with my family for several generations. When my family was making tofu pudding, his family started making spices. They are all that, that... century-old brands!"

"That's great! I have found the right place today! Thank you, auntie, I will come back to eat your tofu pudding some other day!" Yuan Ge stretched his neck and looked in that direction. The place was small, crowded, messy and noisy, and it was impossible to tell what was going on. He finished the last bite of tofu pudding without leaving any residue. He put down his bowl and chopsticks, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, smiled at the stall owner, and then pulled Song Wenyuan in that direction.