Buddhist Miracle Doctor: The Dark Prince, Can't Get Rid of Him

During lunch, Brother Hui finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw his great-grandfather and father coming into the kitchen and sitting down.

I looked at my mother and saw that she raised her eyebrows at me, as if to say, "How is it, are you okay? Come back and have lunch obediently."

Brother Hui was startled and quickly turned his head away, not daring to look at his mother again, for fear that his mother's expression would be seen by the two men.

Brother Hui thought of the reason why his great grandfather left before, and secretly looked at his father. He saw that his father's attention was not on him at all, but on the bowl of meatballs brought by his mother. So Brother Hui was sure that his great grandfather did not tell his father about the secrets between him and his mother. His mother was really powerful, and his great grandfather did not dare to offend her.

Brother Hui, who was relieved again, quickly took the dishes and chopsticks from the table, and also considerately brought the wine pot and wine cup for the great-grandfather and his wife.

"Mom, these fish balls smell delicious." Brother Hui sat down and adjusted the atmosphere.

"Flatterer." Tao Qingyuan said disdainfully in a low voice.

Xue Wenyu, who was sitting nearby, looked at the reactions of the old man and the child and felt something was wrong. He wondered what had happened in the kitchen since he left.

Also, looking at their reactions to the fish balls, they must have eaten this before!

Thinking of this, he took a fish ball and bit into it without waiting for the person who was serving the dishes at the stove.

It's very elastic and just as Brother Hui said, very delicious.

Fish balls? With this name and the fresh taste of fish meat, are they really made from fish meat? He pondered in his mind while eating, but he was curious and didn't want to ask the person who made it.

"Of course, don't you even look at who made it?" Mu Yingbao said, and brought another plate of light green dessert.

On the table there was a large bowl of stewed fish balls, a plate of Kung Pao chicken, a plate of stir-fried crispy dumplings, and the dish in her hand.

Out of habit, the three people immediately picked up the food with their chopsticks when they saw it on the table. After eating, they were stunned again and picked up another piece of food with their chopsticks, but still couldn't tell what the dish was made of.

Crunchy and refreshing

This time Xue Wenyu felt a little more balanced, as he finally had a dish that neither the old man nor the child had ever eaten before.

"Mother? What is this? My son can't tell the difference." Brother Hui asked curiously. Of course, he knew that his father and great-grandfather were also curious, but those two were probably not very good today.

If someone asks, then let him do it. He is a child after all, and more importantly, he has the best relationship with his mother.

Mu Yingbao put down the dishes, served the rice and sat down. It was hot so she cooked four dishes. Anyway, she could have a cool dessert if she was hungry in the afternoon.

"You don't even know what this vegetable is? You're so stupid. Let me ask you, this green vine that crawls all over the ground and produces big, round fruits with sweet and juicy flesh, what is this?" Mu Yingbao asked with a smile.

Brother Hui guessed the answer after thinking about it for a while, but he held back and didn't say it. He wanted to leave this opportunity to his father, or his great-grandfather, so that his mother could praise them and make them happy.

However, he held back and didn't say anything, looking at the two of them who had no intention of saying anything.

No way, you don't even know the answer to such an easy-to-guess riddle?

"Mom, is it a watermelon?" Brother Hui asked in an unsure tone.

In this way, even if my father and great-grandfather didn't guess it, they would feel a little better.

"That's right. My son is really smart." Mu Yingbao praised him exaggeratedly without hesitation.

Watermelon? What does it have to do with this dish? Could it be possible? The three of them, big and small, looked at Mu Yingbao in disbelief. There was nothing they could do. When it came to watermelon rind, the rind that they had eaten and thrown away would involuntarily appear in their minds.

"What are you three doing with those expressions? Yes, this dish is made by frying watermelon rind, but who says the rind must have been chewed? I can scoop out the pulp first and use it for other purposes, and then use the rind to cook the dish. Is that not okay?"

"Zai, I'm talking to you three, especially you, Brother Hui. I just praised you for being smart, what's wrong with you now? Is your mother such a disgusting person?" Mu Yingbao knew what they were thinking as soon as she saw their expressions, and said with both anger and amusement.

Sure enough, after hearing this, the three of them looked relieved.

Brother Hui smiled slyly, "Mother, this is a natural reaction, right? Hehe."

"Okay, eat your meal quickly. After you finish eating, you can go to the study with your grandfather and father to read a book or practice calligraphy." Mu Yingbao said casually.

Good? Practice calligraphy? Mother meant to let father and grandfather know the truth, don't worry? Mu Yingbao smiled slightly. She made this suggestion on a whim. Brother Hui had told Xue

Wenyu confessed that his handwriting was pretty good, so Xue Wenyu would have an afternoon and an evening to digest it.

Mu Yingbao felt that she was extremely kind and considered the issue from their perspective.

"No need. What's the point of working hard for just one afternoon? Just let nature take its course." Xue Wenyu said without any appreciation.

Even if you stay up all night practicing calligraphy and reading, it's useless. It will make the child physically and mentally exhausted. He will go to the palace with a haggard face tomorrow, and he will lose his spirit.

"Are you sure you don't need it?" Mu Yingbao stopped smiling and asked seriously.

"Mouth." Xue Wenyu replied with one word in a bad mood.

Are you anxious now? Have you been whistling for a long time?

Well, during the three years in Youcheng, I didn’t let Brother Hui go to the academy. That was also to protect Brother Hui, just like what I thought at the beginning!

Thinking about it this way, Xue Wenyu felt that it was inappropriate for him to blame this woman.

He lowered his head to eat and didn't look at her.

Well, the dishes made with watermelon rind are indeed delicious. The light green color and the refreshing crispness in the mouth make him feel that it doesn’t matter whether the rind is thin or thick when his subordinates buy watermelons in the future.

Xue Wenyu, who has already entered the ranks of foodies, doesn't think there's anything wrong with eating watermelon rinds. As long as it's delicious, he doesn't care what the ingredients are. Compared to bugs, snails, etc., watermelon rinds are really nothing.

He remembered hearing her say once that ants were delicious when they climbed trees. He was even mentally prepared to eat ants, but she never did it. He didn't know if she had forgotten.

Ants are easier to find than cicadas. Cicadas live in summer, while ants can be found anywhere as long as it is not winter.

Xue Wenyu also studied that there is a kind of ant in the mountains that is very large. He thought that if she wanted to do it, he would arrange his men to help her find it.

We should be conscious and not just sit there and wait for the food to be ready. That is not good! The little unhappiness before the meal did not affect the appetite of the four people at all.

After someone had drunk his fill, he put down his chopsticks and glanced at a jar on the wall.

After Brother Hui's matter is settled, if the place is vacant, I should order someone to tear down the kitchen and rebuild it into a bigger one.

A room was specially built to store the ice jar, and a small ice cellar was dug under the kitchen so that it would be more convenient for her to get ice in the summer.

When Xue Wenyu thought of this, he suddenly wanted to slap himself. Brother Hui was going to officially take the test tomorrow, and he was still in the mood to think about the kitchen? Thinking about food?

We should be conscious of ourselves and not just sit there and wait for something ready-made. That is not good!

The slight unpleasantness before the meal did not affect the appetite of the four people at all. After eating and drinking their fill, one of them put down his chopsticks and glanced at a jar on the wall.

After Brother Hui's matter is settled, if the place is vacant, I should order someone to tear down the kitchen and rebuild it into a bigger one.

A room was built specifically for the ice jar, and a small ice cellar was dug under the kitchen so that in summer

It is also more convenient for her to get ice.

After trying it, I actually still have the mood to think about the kitchen? Thinking about food?

He has already prepared himself to face the ridicule and sarcasm from others tomorrow, but he doesn't know if Jiao Ge can bear it...