"Are you okay?"

As soon as Daohua returned home, Zhou Jingwan came over.

"What can happen to me?" Daohua glanced at Zhou Jingwan strangely.

Zhou Jingwan took a careful look at Daohua's face. Seeing her rosy complexion, shining eyes, and full of energy, she was immediately relieved: "I was scared to death. Just be okay!"

When Yan Wenkai sent a letter to the Yan family, Zhou Chengye also wrote a letter to the Zhou family.

The letter said that the Yan family’s uncle almost lost his life.

At that time, she couldn't sit still, and the first thing she wanted to do was to see Daohua. Unfortunately, when a servant came to report, Daohua and Mrs. Yan went to Zhuangzi.

She waited for a few days, and when she found out that Daohua was back today, she couldn't wait to come over.

Thinking that her eldest brother was blamed by the elders of the family for causing Daohua, Zhou Jingwan felt even more embarrassed, and quickly asked the maid to bring in two sunflowers.

"Didn't you say you wanted this the other day? I brought it to you!" After saying that, he nudged Daohua in the direction of Daohua.

Seeing her like this, Daohua was a little funny: "Thank you!"

Asking Wang Man'er to take down the sunflower, Daohua saw Zhou Jingwan still smiling at her, and said helplessly: "You don't have to do this. My punishment has nothing to do with Brother Zhou!"

She was blamed mainly because the Yan family was too nervous about Xiao Yeyang.

Even if there was no reason why Zhou Chengye ordered the wrong show, as long as she and Xiao Yeyang had a falling out, the situation she would face would be exactly the same as last time.

Zhou Jingwan shook her head: "Why doesn't it matter? If it weren't for my brother, grandpa's birthday party was a success, and you wouldn't be blamed by Uncle Yan."

Daohua looked at Zhou Jingwan and asked: "What happened in the last scene? Why did Xiao Yeyang get so angry?"

Zhou Jingwan shook her head: "I don't know, anyway, my grandfather said that it is a taboo of the young prince, and our family is not allowed to mention it again."

"Taboo..." Daohua rolled her eyes, looking thoughtful.

Zhou Jingwan stretched out her hand and waved it in front of Daohua's eyes: "Okay, don't think about it anymore, let's talk about something fun. Laba is coming soon, has your family started preparing Laba porridge?"

Hearing this, Daohua felt a little bored: "I don't know."

Anyway, she won't bring out the ingredients in the space anymore. At most, she can make a small pot of Laba porridge that day, enough for grandma, mother, and her to drink. As for the others, they can do whatever they like.

Zhou Jingwan smiled: "My Laba porridge is very delicious every year. I will have someone deliver it to you then!"

Daohua's expression changed: "Will your mother agree?" Mrs. Zhou didn't look at her very well that day.

Zhou Jingwan: "Why don't you agree?"

Daohua smiled and said nothing.

After that, the two chatted about other things, and it was not until evening that Zhou Jingwan went home with the two baskets of vegetables given by Daohua.

Zhou family.

When Mrs. Zhou saw her daughter coming back, she asked, "Is that girl Daohua okay?"

"Okay!" Zhou Jingwan nodded with a smile and showed the vegetables to Mrs. Zhou.

Mrs. Zhou took a closer look at her daughter's expression and saw that her eyebrows were stretched and she was smiling. She knew that she and Daohua got along well this time. It was obvious that Daohua did not take the previous incident to heart.

So I felt relieved and looked at the vegetables I brought back with a smile.

"Hey, it's hard to find such green vegetables in this winter. Your grandpa and your dad should have an extra bowl of rice tonight."

"I will also eat an extra bowl."

"Yes, yes, you are everywhere, you foodie!"

......

In a blink of an eye, Laba is here.

On this day, Yan Zhigao Xiu Mu, the whole family was sitting in the old lady's house, chatting and laughing with her.

When it was almost noon, the maids brought out the prepared Laba porridge.

"Hey, why is this year's Laba porridge not as delicious as last year's?" Yan Zhigao took a mouthful of Laba porridge and felt that it didn't taste very good. He immediately raised his head and looked at Mrs. Li.

No way, last year's Laba porridge was fragrant and glutinous, not sticky but not sticky. He still remembers the taste.

Mrs. Li lowered her head to drink her porridge, pretending not to hear Yan Zhigao's question.

Seeing this, Mrs. Sun immediately smiled and said: "Why else? Last year's Laba porridge was made by Daohua herself, so the taste is naturally incomparable to others."

Yan Zhigao looked at his eldest daughter who was sitting next to the old lady. He didn't know what he was saying to the old lady, which made the old lady laugh. He moved his lips and wanted to ask the eldest daughter why he didn't do it this year, but the words were on his lips.

I went back and forth a few times and then swallowed it back.

When Mrs. Sun saw that Yan Zhigao didn't say anything, she couldn't continue. She lowered her head and drank the somewhat bland Laba porridge, feeling very puzzled.

The ingredients are all the same, so why does that girl Daohua make something that tastes better?

She stopped talking, but Yan Zhiyuan spoke. He put down the Laba porridge that he had only drank a few mouthfuls of, and looked at Daohua: "Daohua, why don't you make Laba porridge this year? I'm telling you, the second uncle will

It’s a good sip, you didn’t do this, you don’t even want to drink it.”

Daohua, who was joking with the old lady in a low voice, heard this and looked up at her second uncle, whose face was thicker than the city wall.

Some time ago, this person was clamoring to beat himself up? Why did he have the nerve to say this?

"Second uncle, I'm not a cook. I usually make food just for fun. What do you want to eat or drink? How can you point your fingers at me?"

"If this Laba porridge doesn't suit your taste, you can ask the second aunt to make it again. If the second aunt's cooking doesn't suit your taste, don't you still have the two sisters?"

"Whether it's about emotion or reason, or about intimacy or distance, you shouldn't ask me, as if it's my fault that you don't drink well."

Yan Zhiyuan: "..."

He has always known that his eldest niece is very articulate, and he also knows that this girl has a grudge against him because of what happened last time.

But he is an elder, what’s wrong with being said a few words by an elder?

Just look at this opening and you could choke someone to death.

Mrs. Li glanced at Daohua with a warning in her eyes, telling her to stop talking.

After all, they are the elders. If there is really a quarrel, everyone will just say it is the daughter's fault.

Daohua curled her lips and picked up the tea cup in front of her to cover up. As for the Laba porridge, I'm sorry, she had it in her mouth and didn't touch it.

At this moment, Butler Sun ran in hurriedly: "Old lady, master, madam, the three young masters are back with the young prince and the young master of the Dong family."

Hearing this, Yan Zhigao stood up immediately: "Quick, please invite someone in!"

Sun Guan's family: "The elder has already led the young prince and the others over here. The younger one is going to come here first and tell the old lady."

"Then why are you still hanging around? Come with me to greet you." With that said, Yan Zhigao took the lead and left the house.

In the room, Mrs. Li quickly came to her senses and quickly asked the maid to pack her things.
Chapter completed!