Chapter 147 Lin Yuyang's Fried Rice

Lin Huazhi still couldn't take a sip of Yan Shaobai and Cui Ting's wedding wine. However, she went today to say a blessing for a sip of wine.

The summer sun is just right, and the sun leaks through the wide leaf trees, falling mottled light and shadow on the ground. The wind blows, and it can't bring the sultry heat on the body. Seeing the gray on Yan Shaobai's face, Lin Huazhi was in a good mood for no reason.

Yes, she is sincere, and she sincerely wishes him no happiness. Not to mention Lin Huazhi's vicious heart, if it were someone else, with her experience, I'm afraid she would think the same.

When she got home, Lin Huazhi entered the house with her forefoot. Before she could change her dress, she was pulled by Lin Yuyang, who followed her, and asked urgently, "But is it true? Really?"

Lin Huazhi raised his eyebrows slightly, and after a moment of stunned, he understood what Lin Yuyang meant.

"In the middle of the worship, someone shouted to stop in the middle. However, Yan Shaobai finally married Cui Ting. Two sentences mean two things. Besides, isn't Yan Shaobai more at a loss if he can't marry Cui Ting?

"Are you really married?" Lin Yuyang paused, but then he snorted coldly, "Is the woman surnamed Cui too hard? Or is Yan Shaobai's eight characters not good? Chenfu has had a lot of things in the past year.

After listening to Lin Yuyang's whimsy, Lin Huazhi couldn't help laughing and raised her hand to straighten Lin Yuyang's clothes. She whispered, "I'm fine." The child said this just because he didn't want to make her sad.

It seemed that he was not used to being told this by Lin Huazhi. Lin Yuyang's face turned slightly red, and he asked unnaturally, "Have you eaten yet?"

Lin Huazhi shook her head with a smile and pulled Lin Yuyang to the kitchen together: "I'm hungry, Lin Yuyang, give me fried rice. By the way, where is Zhang Ziqing? She has been back for a while. Why didn't she see Zhang Ziqing? Normally, the person should have waited at the door early to wait for her to come back.

"I went to Zhang's courtyard with my wet nurse Uncle Chen. When you just went out in the morning, the Zhang family sent two carriages to invite him back. By the way, Jinhou also followed. That woman... is really indifferent."

Lin Huazhi was stunned for a while and heard that Zhang Ziqing and Jinhou went to another hospital together. Her heart inexplicably bred a sense of irritation.

"Jinhou is very good to Zhang Ziqing. When he eats in the morning, he waits around like a girl, but he is not so intimate with others." Lin Yuyang added another sentence.

Lin Huazhi's mood sank a little more.

Zhang Ziqing and Jinhou, Jinhou and Zhang Ziqing, they, they...

Lin Huazhi took a long breath and cheered up. She didn't want to think deeply. She asked again, "What about Miss Chun?"

"I went to see Brother Qingling with Qing Lock."

Lin Huazhiqi said, "Chunbai went to find Qingling? What's the matter?"

Lin Yuyang shrugged his shoulders and said he didn't know it. The two happened to come to the kitchen. Lin Yuyang asked Lin Huazhi to sit aside and rest. He began to cook fried rice.

In the past year, Lin Huazhi has basically not been in the kitchen. Usually, there are Lin and wet nurses. Lin Yuyang is better than Lin Huazhi, and occasionally helps. In terms of cooking skills, Lin Huazhi is the worst at home.

Lin Yuyang beat two eggs, mixed them with the leftovers in the morning, and then poured less oil in the hot pan. When the pot was 60% hot, he put the mixed rice directly into the pot and stir-fryed them. When the rice grains began to jump into the pot, Lin Yuyang chopped the pre-washed vegetables and stir-fried them with the rice a few more times. As soon as the leaves changed color, they would have been put some in the pot. Small green onion, but Lin Huazhi didn't like the smell of green onion. Lin Yuyang finely cut two red spicy seeds and put them on it, poured a bowl of greasy camellia, and brought it to Lin Huazhi.

Lin Huazhi sighed and laughed: "This red, green, yellow yellow, drools. Lin Yuyang, you are really good now. You can read, cook rice, or chop wood to carry water and burn fire. I don't know which girl is cheaper in the future.

Lin Yuyang directly took a bite of Lin Huazhi, looked at her for a while, flattened her mouth, and said, "Tomorrow, let my mother go to the West Street to cut a piece of meat and come back to make some soup for you. Look at how thin you are?"

Lin Huazhi smiled, ignored Lin Yuyang, picked up his chopsticks and ate it.

"Ah, Brother Yuyang, so you are here. Sister, what are you eating? It smells so good." I don't know when Mao Xiaomao turned into the kitchen from the front yard and asked when he saw the rice in front of Lin Huazhi.

"Mao Xiaomao, why are you here?"

Mao Xiaomao now comes to the Lin family as if he comes to his own family. Lin likes Mao Xiaomao, saying that he is not as arrogant as the children of the ordinary family, and Mao Xiaomao has a good relationship with Lin Yuyang. Anyway, Mao Xiaomao has now regarded the Lin family as his own territory and is very free to come and go.

Seeing Mao Xiaomao staring at the meal in front of her, Lin Huazhi laughed and said to Lin Yuyang, "Lin Yuyang, go and stir-fry another one. You haven't seen Mao Xiaomao hungry as if he hadn't eaten for several days."

Mao Xiaomao hurriedly said, "I'm starving to death, or Sister Huazhi still loves me."

Lin Yuyang stared at Lin Huazhi and Mao Xiaomao angrily, but he still went to fry rice obediently. Mao Xiaomao did not forget to say, "Cut more spicy food. I love spicy food."

Lin Huazhi turned her head to look at Mao Xiaomao and asked with a smile, "Mao Xiaomao, why did you come to my house at this time? Your father... have you gone back?"

Mao Xiaomao poured a bowl of camellia before nodding his head and said, "My father is still eating in Chen's house. However, he sent Xiaosi back and asked me to talk to you, and asked the eldest sister to come to our house tomorrow and say that she had something to discuss.

Do you have something to discuss? Lin Huazhi is a little strange.

Mao Xiaomao continued, "I guess it should be to discuss the dyeing workshop with your eldest sister. In the past few days, I heard from people around my father that the dyeing workshop has risen and the machine has begun to move, and it can produce a large amount of cloth."

Oh, that's how it is.

Lin Huazhi's mind suddenly moved. It seemed that Mao Dazui understood what she said to Mao Dazui in the morning.

And that's exactly what she wants.

"Mao Xiaomao, go back to tell your father in the evening that I will definitely arrive tomorrow."