When Mrs. Rong saw He Liefeng's firm expression, she didn't care that the fourth son was smashing him into a mess. She exchanged glances with Rong Zebei, held everyone away, and with her three sons, He Liefeng went to a relatively hidden small hall.

In fact, she didn't want this nine-year-old son to follow her, but when he saw her stern eyes, he followed her up and obediently and obediently. Her big watery eyes touched the soft corner of her heart. Anyway, Rong Zecheng was young and had a strict voice, and told him to just listen to him and not ask or move, so he also let him go.

After the few people came out of the house, the atmosphere eased again. Mrs. Rong even left behind the supper that He Liefeng had with him. Rong Zecheng looked down on this man who shirked responsibility from the bottom of his heart. He pretended to eat enough and left halfway through the meal, and ran to Rong Yanran's courtyard to complain.

Rong Yanran, who was deliberately ignored, was eating happily with a few girls in her small hall. Not only did she direct them to make their favorite dishes, but she also quietly ran to the big kitchen to steal the signature dishes made by Mrs. Rong.

Rong Zecheng arrived at Rong Yanran's courtyard. As soon as he stepped in, he heard the sound of laughter and the tempting smell of food came. His half-filled stomach began to feel it again, and he couldn't help swallowing.

When Rong Yanran saw her cute little brother coming, she immediately greeted: "Cheng'er, come here and try your sister's skills. This is a very delicious braised carp, sweet and sour pork ribs..."

Before Rong Yanran finished speaking, Rong Zecheng could not wait to stand next to the table, picked up the chopsticks and tasted the fresh dishes in front of him. He added a few more bites to what he thought was delicious. His usual polite appearance disappeared, which made the girls laugh.

Rong Yanran did not hide her compliment at all: "I said brother, although the food I cooked is so delicious that you can't extricate yourself, you should also restrain yourself. The image you usually work hard to maintain has been completely destroyed."

Rong Zecheng felt that his stomach could not be stuffed, so he elegantly wiped the corner of his mouth, glanced at the person in front of him, and finally his eyes fell on Rong Yanran, and said helplessly and proudly: "Sister, you are too broad-minded, right? Why don't you care about the people who come to the Prime Minister's Mansion at all?"

This person naturally pointed to He Liefeng. Rong Yanran knew it well and waved her hand and said, "Everyone will be over when they are full, right? Which dish can you bring to your house to eat tomorrow."

When a few girls heard this, they immediately went to grab the dishes they like. If two people chose the same one, it depends on who is more powerful and can get it. If there are three or four people, they will use ancient stone scissors cloth, and Rong Yanran clapped her hands happily, feeling very proud of her cooking skills.

After seeing the few people leaving with satisfaction, Rong Zecheng said disdainfully: "Sister, that is, you are complacent about your childhood. These girls have made you stupid. When you see food, you feel like you have seen something, and you think you have never eaten enough."

Rong Yanran looked back with a smile: "Yes, our only man just now had to pick up food before I finished talking, and he would glar at anyone who dared to snatch him up, and he would put it on as soon as he finished eating."
Chapter completed!