"I asked you to come here because your temperament is similar to hers in the early years. I just want to stimulate her and see if she can return to the cheerfulness she used to have."
Song Yutong had such a heroic temperament as Mrs. Feng and did things informally.
He also spent many years in the capital dealing with various ladies, and learned a lot of the rules of the capital's aristocratic families in dealing with people.
If the child was raised under her hands, he would naturally be somewhat arrogant.
However, this girl Yifang was not the daughter of Mrs. Feng, so even though she was raised in the General's Mansion all year round, she still had an inferiority complex due to her family background.
"Sister, don't worry about this. I'll take care of it. You have to ask me to get in touch with her first."
"Okay, okay." Mrs. Feng said hello quickly and couldn't wait to lead her to the village.
Although this place is just a villa, it is also a high-class compound. People can tell at a glance that this place is either rich or noble.
Red bricks and green tiles, the courtyard walls are high and thick.
Mrs. Feng led Song Yutong into the courtyard, and Song Yutong realized that this place was only a little smaller than General Zhongyong's mansion, but it was still very impressive.
It would be suitable to relax and recuperate here.
"Madam, you are here. Miss Yifang is reading in the yard."
The woman who was waiting for Yi Fang in the courtyard ran out, her face suddenly blooming with joy.
"The girl will be extremely happy if she knows you are coming."
Mrs. Feng nodded and asked Yifang what she had done in the house these days, what she had eaten, and how much she had eaten.
"Back to Madam, Miss Yifang doesn't have a good appetite. She hasn't eaten much in recent days and only drank a few mouthfuls of soup. She spends most of her time in a daze and only occasionally reads a book."
As the woman spoke, she led the two of them towards the house.
When they arrived at the house, Song Yutong finally saw the girl named Yifang that Mrs. Feng kept talking about.
She is very delicate and pretty, with a round face and big eyes, which makes her somewhat endearing.
It's just that the skinny person is really as skinny as a stick. If he puts it in the yard, he won't be able to dry his clothes directly.
For example, the clothes she wore now looked extremely inappropriate.
Because of his round face and big eyes, he looks a bit like a big-headed doll. In short, his image is not very beautiful.
That face was pale and without any blood, and he really looked like a poor person who was terminally ill and incurable.
Song Yutong had not taken the initiative to step forward, but turned around and asked about the mother-in-law who was waiting for Yifang.
"What does Miss Yifang like to eat on weekdays? Is it light or heavy? When was the last time you ate it?"
The mother-in-law looked at the young woman brought by her wife. She was as beautiful as a fairy, but she was very strange.
I didn't know for a moment whether I should answer what she asked.
Mrs. Feng also heard Song Yutong's question and immediately turned around to introduce him to everyone.
"This is my god-sister, the wife of General Zhongyong. Yifang, you and she are almost the same age, so we can be called sisters."
Mrs. Feng pulled Yifang to Song Yutong.
Before Yifang could open her mouth to meet anyone, Song Yutong smiled and said hello.
"Hey! How do I look at you and shout out to your sister Yifang? My sister is cute and smart, but her eyebrows are stained with sadness, which makes her look a little older."
Song Yutong stepped forward and took Yifang's hand very familiarly.
Yifang seemed to be a little scared and afraid of strangers, and she turned to look at Mrs. Feng.
He seemed to be asking for her opinion, as if asking if he could contact Song Yutong.
The whole person seemed to have no opinion.
"Go on, you can have a good chat with Sister Song. She is really a wonderful person. I'm really tired after being teased by her all the way. I'm going to take a rest first. You can stay with her for my aunt."
Yifang didn't speak after hearing Mrs. Feng's words, she just nodded numbly.
Song Yutong thought, she was so defensive, it might not be that easy to let her out.
He turned to look at the woman again and asked the question again.
The mother-in-law answered, and Song Yutong held Yifang's hand, letting the mother-in-law lead the way, and took her to the kitchen.
"Sister Yifang, do you know how to cook? I heard that when people are cooking, they can free their minds and forget all the painful things. Do you want to try it with me?"
Song Yutong led people to the back kitchen, and when the woman took the apron to her, she put it on very familiarly.
Then he first asked a few cooks to help make a fire and wash the vegetables. Song Yutong showed his skills first and cooked a small dish.
Then he brought it to Yifang.
"Sister Yifang, please help me taste it. This method is my latest invention."
A strong fragrance floated into the tip of Yifang's nose, madly tempting the glutton in her stomach.
Several cooks who were not hungry also wanted to eat when they smelled it.
Yifang has no appetite and her mind is not on it, but she cannot resist the physiological craving in her body.
In addition, I didn’t want to gain anyone’s face, so I picked up my chopsticks and took a bite in front of others.
"The crispy green vegetables have a pungent aroma, crisp and delicious. The sesame oil and garlic bring a special taste to the green vegetables. It makes people's fingers twitch and is very appetizing."
When Song Yutong saw her take a sip, the emotion in her eyes was not so silent, but instead there was a hint of surprise and surprise.
"This must be paired with bamboo tube rice, then the taste will be even better."
As she spoke, Song Yutong pretended to take out a bamboo tube rice steamed with millet, red rice and a little glutinous rice from the food box she brought, and handed it to Yifang.
"Sister, try it. If you like the taste, can I teach you how to make it?"
Yifang didn't want to eat it at first, but when she met Song Yutong's expectant starry eyes, there seemed to be bright sunshine in her eyes.
With enthusiasm and sincerity, she couldn't bear to refuse.
He silently took the bamboo tube rice and took a bite first. Then he ate it with the crispy green vegetables fried by Song Yutong.
At first, I just didn't want to gain Song Yutong's face, but after taking two bites, I felt like I was hungry.
I couldn't hold it back, one bite after another, it tasted very sweet.
From the beginning, I could still maintain my appearance, but later I slowly started to gobble it up.
Yifang was a little stunned when she saw the bare bamboo tube rice in her hand and the plate of dried vegetables.
After being stunned, a look of embarrassment immediately appeared on her face, making her feel ashamed.
"Everyone says that sister Yifang has not had much appetite recently. But you are able to finish the food I cooked with such enthusiasm. This means that sister Yifang is very sure of my cooking skills, which makes me very happy."
A bigger and brighter smile appeared on Song Yutong's face, like a child getting candy.