Rebirth's Inheritance

The gauze was lifted, and inside was a delicate small plate with seven or eight pieces of snacks.Although there are many petals, they are not forbidden, so I only made these few pieces.However, although the amount is small, the appearance is extremely delicate.

Light pink, light green, light yellow, a few pieces of each of the three colors, and different shapes, but the same ones make people appetite.

The old lady didn't eat anything at all, and she was delighted when she saw the dim sum. She picked up a piece of pale pink butterfly-shaped dim sum, and gently bit it open. The soft outer skin gently wrapped the stuffing made with petals inside.

"This taste..." A look of surprise appeared on the old lady's face. Master Hou looked greedy, and didn't care about the old lady staring at him. He reached out and grabbed the biggest piece, and directly bit off half of it.

The crispy skin is fragrant and delicious, and it melts in the mouth, and the filling inside is even more amazing, with a floral fragrance in the sweetness, and a slight crispness in the floral fragrance.

"What is this?" Yin Haicheng stared blankly at the dim sum in his hand, at the red filling in the middle, trying to figure out what it was made of.

"Back to Lord Hou, these are the flower petals picked by Master Qi and his servants this morning. There was a strong wind last night, and a lot of petals fell in the garden. Thinking that the old lady loves flowers, Lord Qi simply asked the servants to pick petals to make desserts." , so that the old lady will not be sad when she sees the flowers all over the ground."

The old lady loves flowers, everyone in the Hou Mansion knows, Yin Haicheng nodded.Even if Yin Ruofei said this, it would not be more beautiful than what Zi Ling said.Yin Ruofei glanced at Zi Ling with a smile, with admiration in his eyes.Obviously he never said these words, but Zi Ling had a way to figure it out and say it for him.

"You came up with this?" A strange expression flashed across Yin Haicheng's face.

Yin Ruofei's heart moved, but an honest and honest expression appeared on his face, "Where does my son understand this? It's because when I passed by the garden in the morning, I saw a layer of petals falling on the ground, thinking that grandma loves flowers. The ground must be very distressed. But the son has nothing to do." Yin Ruofei glanced at the old lady behind him shyly, "Actually, these were all thought up by sister Zi Ling, she also said that she wanted grandma to love her son more. It's what my son thought of..."

"Good boy, how old are you? It's great to be able to think about grandma." How did the old lady see how she loved her grandson, and when he heard him honestly say that it was not what he thought of, she smiled even more full.Originally, it is also true, who thought of this thing, who made it, it doesn't matter at all, and the old lady doesn't care, what she cares about is her heart for her.

Yin Ruofei watched secretly, but Yin Haicheng had a look of relief on his face.He was a military commander, so he naturally didn't like his son's womanly behavior. He was relieved to hear that it was Zi Ling's idea, just to make him get closer to his grandmother.

Zi Ling is also clever, although this idea is indeed Yin Ruofei's idea, but since the little master said so at the moment, there is naturally a reason for him.I was stunned for a moment, then smiled and begged for mercy, "Old lady, Master Hou, this servant also had good intentions, but it was the servant's fault that Seventh Lord revealed the truth!"

"You girl, begging for mercy openly, but secretly criticizing your master, you should be beaten!" The old lady laughed and cursed.Zi Ling was originally the girl she went out here, so she was naturally a little more bold and intimate than others.Seeing that she was dedicated to being her master, the old lady deeply felt that this person was not wrong.

"Okay, Xiaoqi has been here for a long time, and I have eaten, go back and prepare things for school tomorrow!" The old lady also knows that her place is boring, and children naturally find it boring here, not to mention she still has some things to do. If he wanted to talk to Yin Haicheng, he sent a message.

Yin Ruofei took Zi Ling to bid farewell to the old lady and Lord Hou Yin Haicheng, and left the Fushou Garden.

I secretly breathed a sigh of relief, today's encounter was finally not in vain.

After entering the courtyard, Yin Ruofei felt tired for no reason, and his head was a little swollen.But when I think about going to the home school for class tomorrow, I am still very happy.

"Qiye, drink a bowl of ginseng soup first." Just now when Yin Ruofei came in, he shook Zi Ling slightly, knowing that he hadn't recovered from his serious illness, so he quickly brought a bowl of ginseng soup that had been simmering.

This is the red jade ginseng that the old lady gave yesterday. Although Yin Ruofei said that she could eat it, she only cut a few thin slices and served it with a hen that was simmering on the stove. It is the time when the chicken is soft and rotten and the chicken soup is rich.

"It's delicious." Yin Ruofei ate a lot at the old lady's place in the morning, and he was still a little full at this moment, so he didn't want to drink it at first, not to mention that the ginseng soup tasted quite bitter, he didn't like it at all.But as soon as the bowl of ginseng soup came over, Yin Ruofei felt a burst of fragrance wafting over, which made a little space in his empty stomach.

The soup is slightly hot, and the fat on it has been skimmed off. There are a few almost transparent red ginseng slices floating on the light yellow chicken soup, which looks very appetizing.

After taking a sip, the delicious aroma immediately filled the mouth. The chicken soup tasted rich, but not greasy. On the contrary, because of the ginseng slices, it had a slight but just right bitterness.I don't know how this chicken soup is made, the craftsmanship is really good, I remember that a few years before his accident, his second sister once asked someone to send him a pot of chicken soup made by herself, but the taste was completely incomparable.

However, although the second sister's soup is not good, she is a rare cheerful person, but it is a pity for him, alas...

He drank the chicken soup in big gulps, and chewed and swallowed a few slices of ginseng by the way.Most of the bitterness of the ginseng slices melted into the soup, and the feeling of rolling in the mouth and chewing was like eating flower petals.

Speaking of petals, "Sister Ziling, you are really good at crafting."

Zi Ling pursed her lips and smiled, "I didn't do this, it was Zi Yun."

"Zi Yun... can she also make soup?"

"Of course, not only the soup, even today's petal cake is Zi Yun's idea, otherwise I'm going to have a headache!"

Yin Ruofei was stunned for a moment, it was really unexpected, she didn't expect Zi Yun's dull temperament to be good at making these delicate dim sum soups.He thought those were all made by Zi Ling.

But Yin Ruofei smiled immediately, he thought Zi Ling was too omnipotent, no matter how powerful she was, she was just a teenage girl.Serving myself all day, how can I study cooking skills, and I rely on my old cook to cook three meals a day.

When Da Lin was still alive, the old cook chose her own dowry and sent her to the Jinyuan to take care of her only son.She has superb cooking skills and is very loyal, otherwise Yin Ruofei would have been poisoned by someone in this year and year.

"Did Qi Ye forget that Zi Yun is the daughter of Mother Chen in the kitchen?" Zi Ling snickered.

Yin Ruofei froze for a moment, then smiled. "If you don't tell me, I really forgot." It turned out to be mother and daughter, no wonder Zi Yun is good at craftsmanship, but it's not because he forgot, but because he never cared what happened to Zi Yun.

Those people who were kind to him in the previous life but were implicated by him, he will not let them be hurt again in this life.

Yin Ruofei is no longer a child, and he no longer has the desire to go out and play.Xiao Lin sent someone to deliver a set of books, which will be used for schooling at home tomorrow.Very simple, very basic books, nothing more than three hundred thousand and the like.

Yin Ruofei fumbled for the cover of the book with his hands. The brand new book still smelled of ink, which attracted him to put it to his nose and took a deep breath.

Nice to go back in time.This time he must live out his appearance.