Jin Shaoheng came to his senses and saw that he had something to report, so he took him to the study.
It was getting late, so Jiang Cheng and Zhuang Ma went to the kitchen to get busy, leaving Lu Xining and Jin Muxi playing in the living room.
The little guy couldn't sit still and kept running around. He would also look at what was being cooked in the kitchen from time to time. If he tasted something he liked, he would take it out and feed it to Lu Xining.
Lu Xining couldn't eat at first, but he fed him a lot unknowingly. For this reason, Zhuang's mother pretended to turn a blind eye.
In this way, the house becomes lively and festive without even realizing it.
"Young master, if you keep eating, I'm afraid you won't be able to eat lunch, and you will get sick from indigestion." Seeing that Lu Xining had almost eaten, Zhuang's mother finally reminded her.
No one in this family has peace of mind, and Zhuang's mother is also worried.
Lu Xining touched Jin Muxi's belly. It was indeed bulging and he couldn't eat anymore. He quickly found a children's stomach and digestive tablet and stuffed one into his mouth.
"You are not allowed to enter the kitchen before eating." She pinched his face and warned him.
Jin Muxi nodded, still listening to her Lu Xining's words.
At this time, her cell phone rang. Lu Xining looked at the caller ID and remembered that she was supposed to go abroad.
Isn't his brother going to pick him up at the airport?
With Lu Xining thinking, he quickly returned to the bedroom and pressed the connect button. Sure enough, he saw him in the airport where people were coming and going.
"Yu Zheng." Lu Xining called him.
"Sister, you didn't get on the plane?" Lu Yuzheng was surprised.
Lu Xining didn't know how to explain it to him for a moment, so he said: "Yu Zheng, there is something wrong with my sister."
"What's wrong?" Lu Yuzheng immediately became nervous after hearing this.
"It's nothing serious, it's just that... I may not be able to go over and spend the New Year with you." Lu Xining was not good at lying, and he did not deliberately make up reasons.
Lu Yuzheng knew that she would not break the appointment without any reason.
She didn't want to say that of course he had to give him some private space, so she comforted him: "It doesn't matter, I'll go back to see you after I've been busy for the past few days."
"Then you..." Thinking of him being alone on New Year's Eve, Lu Xining felt even more guilty.
"It doesn't matter. There are a lot of international students here, and the Chinese New Year is very lively. It's not like you haven't seen them before."
In previous years, when Lu Xining went there, they also spent time with those international students. Although it was not as good as at home, it was still quite lively and the festival atmosphere was very strong.
Besides, Lu Yuzheng has been used to it since he has been abroad for so many years.
Because he wants to be independent and not be a drag, so that his sister can have her own life.
"I'm sorry, I promised to spend the holidays with you." Lu Xining still felt ashamed of him.
"What are you talking about? It's just the Spring Festival. We won't see each other again." Lu Yuzheng didn't like to see her like this.
It's obvious that he owes her, but her sister always feels that she's not good enough to her.
Lu Xining nodded.
The two chatted for a while before Lu Xining hung up the phone.
Although the lunch was very rich, she was fed by Jin Muxi, and the whole family barely ate much. Jin Shaoheng and Zhuang Ma were also helpless, but there was nothing they could do.
Lu Xining slept for a while, and when she went out, Jin Muxi also woke up and ran over to pester her again.
"Lu Xining, I want to eat the little cake you baked." I didn't eat at noon, and now I'm hungry again.
"Little ancestor, there is so much food at home and it's not enough?" Zhuang's mother pulled him over after hearing this, but she didn't dare to work on Lu Xining.
"You've had enough." Jin Muxi said confidently.
"It's okay, I should move appropriately." Lu Xining said as he prepared to walk to the kitchen because he couldn't bear to let the little guy down.
"The doctor said you need to stay in bed." Mother Zhuang didn't dare to be careless. She said to Jin Muxi, "Can Grandma Zhuang come and do it for you?"
"Can you?" Jin Muxi looked at her suspiciously.
"Why not? I taught you my craftsmanship." Who are you looking down on?
Mother Zhuang didn't lie. Lu Xining took a baking class to bake cakes, but the taste of the food and pastries were all adjusted by Jin Shaoheng and Zhang Tingyu, and no one knew this better than her.
"Okay then." Jin Muxi reluctantly agreed.
"Before making the cake, you and the young mistress ate the custard."
Mother Zhuang brought two bowls of egg custard, one large and one small, in front of them respectively. She obviously took the time to make them.
It has the same texture as soft tofu, is easy to absorb and digest, and your stomach will feel much more comfortable after eating it without getting angry.
The two looked at each other and sat on the chairs at the bar, eating custard while watching Zhuang's mother busy.
After they finished eating and waited for a while, the sweet smell of food wafted into the room.
Jin Muxi couldn't wait to run in and get one. He took a bite and his eyes widened: "It's really exactly the same."
"Of course." Zhuang's mother looked proud.
It's not like she hasn't baked it for Jin Muxi before, but the taste is more suitable for children, so it will be different from what Lu Xining bakes.
"Young lady, try it." Zhuang Ma brought her a piece of cake filled with fresh milk.
Lu Xining picked it up and took a bite. The taste was indeed almost the same as the one he made.
"So, I really learned the skill of baking cakes from you?" Lu Xining felt a little incredible.
Because even if the recipe is the same, everyone's taste will still be slightly different.
"Of course. At that time, you were all about the young master. You were afraid that he would not be comfortable living with you in the Imperial Villa after getting married, so you learned all my skills." Zhuang's mother said.
Lu Xining was stunned, no wonder she didn't remember that she could cook, but she was so good at cooking after losing her memory.
Seeing her like this, Zhuang's mother smiled and said, "You don't know that when you first got into the kitchen, you didn't know anything, but you got burned a lot."
At that time, Lu Xining had become quiet, but there was always a tenacity in him. However, this tenacity was gradually worn away in the two years of marriage.
Lu Xining saw her expression gradually change from happy to...sad? Lu Xining couldn't find the right words to describe it.
Just as he was about to ask something, Jin Shaoheng's voice came from beside him: "What are you talking about?"
Lu Xining turned around subconsciously, not wanting the cake in his hand to rub against him. The white cream left a faint mark on his dark home clothes.
Lu Xining quickly took out a tissue to wipe him and said, "I'm sorry."