Rebirth of Lucky Wife

I forgot to mention that Ma Ya'er is from the south. She works in Shanghai and loves eating crabs raw. This crab dish was also one of her specialty dishes in Ma Ya'er's previous life.

Everyone didn't come back to their senses at first, but after a short while, when they saw that Commander Feng hadn't stopped using his chopsticks, they all realized that they had to hurry up!

Mai Xuanzhou turned around and opened the lid of his table with a "duang" motion. He knew Mianmian's craftsmanship, so he had never made anything unpleasant!Although, when she opened her mouth to talk, it was all done by the cook, but isn’t that how the noble ladies in the capital cook?As long as it’s delicious!The point is whimsy!Only my sister can figure it out!Just as Mai Xuanzhou was about to pick up the chopsticks, he rewarded his eldest brother Mai Xuan with a chestnut and said, "Mother, eat first!"

"Oh oh oh oh, I'm serving food to Mom!" Mai Xuanzhou put a large piece of crab meat into Chen Qingyun's bowl and said flatteringly, "Mom, you taste it first. Hehe, hehe..."

Chen Qingyun glanced at her third child, sighed, "hairy, fussy", picked it up and ate it, then nodded, yes, it's delicious.

With the head mother speaking, the other juniors had nothing to wait for. They picked up chopsticks and ate happily. After a while, only a shallow layer of soup was left in the large pot of crab raw.

"Third brother, you can't drink the soup!" Ma Ya'er sat in Wei Hao's arms and slammed the table anxiously.

"Oh~" Mai Xuanzhou stopped his chopsticks angrily, looked at Feng Huayu's table, and rolled his eyes. There was half a plate left.

Chen Qingyun, who saw everything about her third son, clasped her hands against her forehead. Hey, this third son is already ten years old during the Chinese New Year. He is already in elementary school. Why is he sometimes not as sensible as Mianmian? Look at the prince. His Highness, who is only one year older than Zhou Er, is so stable and down-to-earth. He is full of prince-like demeanor at a young age. He is worthy of being the trustee of Jiangshan Sheji. He really needs to compare goods.Chen Qingyun shook her head, that's it, children are debts, as long as the children are safe and sound, it's fine, and they have two brothers.My third son will let him learn from his fifth uncle, enjoy wealth and glory, and be a peaceful man.Mrs. Wu'an Hou Shizi silently labeled her youngest son as a man who was waiting to die.

Mai Yingxin, who was reciting poetry to his friend in Mingyue Tower, suddenly sneezed, "Well, big brother is thinking of me again?"

A group of people were eating lively. Feng Huayu suddenly stood up, walked to the window, opened it, and looked downstairs.At this time, the faint sound of Dada's horse hooves could be heard in the distance.Everyone couldn't help but sigh in their hearts again that the commander of Dongchang was really sharp and sharp, and at the same time they felt nervous in their hearts - Wan Yuan Building belongs to the downtown area of ​​​​the capital, and horses are not allowed in the city for non-urgent matters and official status.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Drive!" In the field of vision, I saw an eight-foot tall man riding a tall black horse, dressed in the official uniform of a post official, speeding all the way from the depths of the official road.The main road in Kyoto is very wide, and it is not a problem for five or six horses to run abreast. However, the flow of people is large, and people come and go so closely that it can easily cause a stampede.But the man on the horse was very good at riding, and he saw that he was about to hit pedestrians several times. He tightened the reins with his left hand, and used his right hand to control the horse. The small gap in the crowd was filled with twists and turns. After going around, the horse almost passed by the pedestrians, but it did not affect the speed of the horse at all. It was really fast and steady.Looking at the route of the horse and the direction of his eyes, it seems that it is heading towards Wan Yuan Building?

Sure enough, when the eight-foot tall man arrived at the door of Wan Yuan Tower, he immediately dismounted and ran straight in. Feng Huayu listened for a moment, stroked his sleeves, turned around and said as he walked, "Hao'er, I think I'm here to find you. .”