Chapter 71: Congee Cooked for Him

n in a black suit stood at the door, “This is dinner ordered by the Second Master for you. The Second Master said to have your dinner first, and I'll send you back later.” 。"Oh oh, thanks so much!" A...Chapter 71: Congee I Made for Him

Tang's Restaurant.

Mo Caijing, who was having breakfast, heard footsteps and looked up to see the two people walking down the stairs side by side. An Xiaotu was radiant with a smile on her face, while her own son still had an icy expressionless face, with faint dark circles under his eyes that could be vaguely seen, showing a hint of fatigue.

Upon hearing her youngest son mention that Second Young Master was unwell, she couldn't help but frown. Could it really be due to his injuries

"Little Rabbit, did you sleep well last night Was there anything uncomfortable" Mo Caijing asked with concern.

"Thank you, Mom, for your concern. I slept very well last night." An Xiaotu answered seriously.

Seeing that she showed no shyness at all, Mo Caijing finally confirmed her guess and smiled, "As long as you sleep well, Mom was just worried that you wouldn't be comfortable in such an unfamiliar environment; I heard you don't have classes this morning, so why not have lunch here and then let the second young master send you to school this afternoon."

"Well, I'll listen to Mom," An Xiaotu obediently replied.

With a satisfied smile, Mo Caijing nodded in agreement to her response.

My mind began to ponder some matters.

……

After breakfast, Mo Caijing took An Xiaotu out of the mansion.

"Mom, what do you want to tell me" An Xiaotu asked, puzzled by her mother's mysterious expression. She frowned and tilted her head in confusion.

Though the Tang family was a prominent first-rate family, Mrs. Tang didn't have the airs and graces common among noblewomen. She was approachable, kind, and easy to get along with. She was an elegant and benevolent elder.

"Little Rabbit, don't you know that Er Shao's wounds haven't healed yet" Mo Cai Jing asked her.

"Well, he has to stay home for another week before returning to the unit." She replied softly.

"The thing is, his injuries haven't fully healed yet, but Mom wants to have the kitchen make him some nourishing herbal soups... But you should know that Second Young Master has a very strong sense of pride. I'm afraid he might reject it out of face, and coincidentally, your cooking skills are excellent. Mom wants to entrust this important task of making the tonic soup to you. What do you think" Mo Caijing said earnestly.

Er Shao has an excellent sense of smell and knows a lot about medicinal herbs. As soon as a bowl of tonic is placed before him, he can tell what's in it and might even get furious. He won't drink it, that's for sure.

But if it were Little Rabbit who made the soup, even if his soups had no effect, one couldn't refuse Little Rabbit's kind intentions.

"Okay." It turned out she had brought her out for this. An Xiaotu nodded, understanding the love a mother has for her child.

“I’ve already had the kitchen chef prepare all the ingredients, so you can start cooking the soup right away.” Mo Caijing excitedly held her hand, her eyes sparkling with joy. “Tell your mother-in-law, while Young Master Er is recovering at home these few days, stay here and cook him some soup every day. Try to nourish his body as much as possible.”

An Xiaotu pondered for a moment, "I know what to do. I'll call my parents later and tell them I'll stay here for a few days."

"Little bunny, your mother really likes you more and more. Second Master is able to marry you, it's truly a couple fated from three lifetimes of cultivation."

After they finished chatting, they all went into the mansion and returned to the living room.

An Xiaotuo saw him lounging lazily on the sofa, holding a tablet in his hand.

She walked over and looked at the faint dark circles under his eyes, "Yuchen, do you want to go back to the room and take a nap"

For fear of him refusing, he added, “Your body hasn’t fully recovered yet. I hope you go and have a rest.”

She asked him what time he went to sleep last night, or if he hadn't slept at all, but he didn't tell her.

He lifted his gaze, his eyes fixed on her with a deep intensity.

Moments later, he glanced at the time, put away his tablet and stood up, just as she wished.

"Okay."

After Tang Yucheng returned to his room to rest, An Xiaotu went to the kitchen.

The Tang Family Manor's kitchen was large and fully equipped with top-of-the-line cooking utensils. There were three chefs working there.

Because Mo Caijing had made arrangements in advance, as soon as An Xiaotu stepped into the kitchen, a chef led her to the area dedicated to making soup and explained some matters before leaving to attend to his own work.

An Xiaotu looked at the chopped ingredients for the soup, feeling a little curious. Most of the ingredients were things she had never seen before.

But then again, the Tang family is the number one wealthy clan; they wouldn't lack money. The ingredients used should be very precious. It's not surprising that she hasn't seen them before.

Having washed her hands, Xiaotu began to make soup.

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Near noon

After Tang Yucheng got up, he simply washed up and went downstairs. His sharp eyes scanned the hall, but he didn't see that delicate and graceful figure.

"Where is the second young mistress" he asked the butler in a flat tone.

"Young Master Two, the Second Mistress is in the kitchen making soup for you. She's so thoughtful." The butler replied respectfully.

The servants all saw the love between the Second Young Master and his wife. The Second Madam, such a delicate little woman, was now personally making soup for the Second Young Master.

Thus, the second young mistress is undoubtedly deeply in love with the second young master. It's believed that there will soon be a little master or miss.

Tang Yucheng, upon hearing this, a flicker of surprise flashed across his eyes, followed by a twitch at the corner of his lips. He was rather satisfied with this answer.

During his hospitalization, she would always cook him different kinds of nourishing soups whenever she had time; they were all good for his recovery. Unexpectedly, even after she arrived at the Tang family, she still insisted on doing so...

Lunch time

After all the dishes were served, An Xiaotu walked out of the kitchen wearing a sweet-looking apron and placed a white soup pot in front of Tang Yucheng's table.

"You try it. It's my first time making it, so I don't know how it tastes." She took off her apron and handed it to the maid, saying this to him.

Tang Yu Cheng lifted the lid, and a faint scent of Chinese medicine wafted up. He could smell several medicinal herbs and their effects, and he immediately furrowed his brow.

He stirred the ramen with his spoon, his eyes narrowed coldly, his face stiff and his expression turning grim.

"What's wrong" asked An Xiaotu, seeing his unusual expression.

"Do you know what kind of soup you're making" He swept his cold eyes over the parents and grandfather at the dinner table who were silently eating, and asked coldly.

"Mom said it's for my health. She wouldn't lie to me," An Xiaotu said with a face full of innocence and sincerity.

As soon as the words left his mouth, Mo Caijing's chopsticks clattered to the ground. Her face flushed with guilt, she lowered her head.

Oh, oh, oh~ This silly second daughter-in-law, how could she have offered herself up like that.

But things have come to this, she could only grit her teeth and smile, "Second Young Master, no matter what effect this soup has, at least it was personally cooked for you by Xiao Tu. Even if it's poisonous, you have to drink it with a smile, right Besides, this soup isn't poisonous, it's actually very beneficial to your health."

Remind him not to waste the little bunny's feelings.

An Xiaotu finally felt something was wrong. She asked a little nervously, “Don’t you like this soup You don’t have to drink it.”

"No, let's have dinner."

He gave her a reassuring look, then began to drink the nourishing soup she had made for him with a stoic expression.mporary or permanent. Just like your second brother, didn't he remember the past" Yi Sheng coldly poured a bucket of water on him from a distance. 。"……Tang Mo Qing Ye" 。There is a strong urge to beat...