My Lord, my wife said she doesn't have time to talk to you.

Thinking about the letter I wrote to her, I asked her many questions about my concern for her, told her that the management plan she had proposed before was used again, and promised to make up for the gift she had given her on the night of the Chinese Valentine's Day...

But why didn't she respond to anything?

Did she blame herself for not showing up in time to save her when she fell into the water?

Is it my fault that I haven't found the murderer who pushed her into the river yet...

Thinking of this, Fu Shiyan felt a dull pain in his heart. He slowly closed his eyes, trying to calm his inner anxiety and loss.

There was a slight knock on the door, and Fu Shiyan said softly, "Come in." His voice was a little tired and helpless.

Dongxue opened the door and looked at him timidly. She asked softly, "Brother Fu, have you finished reading the letter? We heard that Sister Huaying sent a letter and wanted Manager Liu to read it to us."

Fu Shiyan handed the envelope to her expressionlessly and said calmly, "There is a recipe in it. Please give it to Ah Nian."

Dongxue carefully took the letter, trying hard to suppress the smile on her lips, nodded slightly to show that she understood, then tiptoed out of the room and gently closed the door.

However, as soon as I left the room, I heard the sound of her running down the stairs.

Dongxue trotted all the way to the kitchen, found A Nian, and handed him the recipe on the letter.

After completing the task, Dongxue picked up the two pieces of letter paper and walked towards the counter happily.

Seeing that Shopkeeper Liu was still calculating, Dongxue excitedly handed him the letter, her eyes gleaming with anticipation, and she said eagerly, "Uncle Liu, read it to us!"

At the same time, A Nian and Zhang Bo were also attracted and walked towards this side while looking at the menu.

Shopkeeper Liu took the letter with a smile and began to read it sentence by sentence.

When Dongxue heard Sister Huaying's advice in the letter that she should not wear cloth shoes that had become too small just to save money, the tears that had already filled her eyes fell onto her collar.

The letter also mentioned every old guy in the store, and teased Lai Fu, Lai Shun, Lai Sheng and others....

The letter ended with, "We will meet again in the near future."

At this time, the youngest child in the store said, "Sister Huaying is so nice. It turns out that someone cares about me, too."

His words moved everyone present. Yes, in the eyes of this boss, they felt like they were human beings.

After listening to the contents of the letter, Zhang Bo's eyes fell on the recipe in An Nian's hand again, and he silently said to the deceased old prime minister and his wife, "Master and Madam, this girl is really good. I hope you two old people will bless Miss Huaying to marry into our family."

At this moment in the capital, Huaying, who was missed by everyone, was fiddling with the land under her feet in Molan Pavilion, and sneezed twice for no apparent reason.

Qing He, who was standing by, saw this and hurriedly came forward to look at her with concern: "Miss, are you okay? Did you catch a cold? How about I make you some ginger soup to drive away the cold?"

Huaying smiled slightly, waved her hands, and said softly: "I'm not that delicate, it's just that my nose is a little itchy. Here, hand me the shovel, the soil here is not dug deep enough."

Huaying poured all the soil brought back from the river bank into the flower bed and smoothed it out.

Then she picked up a small hoe and skillfully dug small holes in the flower bed for sowing seeds.

When everything was done, Huaying stood up and examined the results of her labor with satisfaction, and planned to go out to the street tomorrow to see if there were any seasonal seeds.

"Miss, the second young master is here." Qingzhu hurried over and said after bowing to Huaying.

"Let second brother in." Huaying slowly stood up and prepared to wash her hands.

At this time, my second brother Shen Nanxing came in carrying a bag of red bean cakes: "Little sister, on my way back from the martial arts field today, I met the princess. She bought some red bean cakes and insisted that I give them to you to try. When did you two become so close?"

The second brother opened the package as he spoke, walked to the stone table in the yard and sat down, crossed his legs, picked up a piece of red bean cake and took a bite.

Then he frowned and complained, "Why are the things you girls like to eat so sweet? They don't taste good. Qinghe, hurry up and pour me some water. My teeth are almost falling out from the sweetness!"

After washing her hands, Huaying was amused by her second brother's funny look: "If my second brother doesn't like sweets, then he must like spicy hot pot~"

When Shen Nanxing heard the word "hot pot", he immediately became excited and asked, "Hot pot? What does it taste like? Hey, Huaying, I've discovered that since you came back, there are many delicious foods that I haven't seen before! Sister, make some more of the cold noodles you made last time for me. It's not much, just make a pot!"

When Huaying heard what he said about the pot, she laughed so hard that she couldn't straighten her back.

Even the maids in the yard laughed softly. Seeing this, Shen Nanxing immediately rolled his eyes at them and said loudly: "I have worked hard to practice martial arts all day, so what if I eat a bowl? This just shows that I am strong. What do you women know!"

Huaying recalled that since she came to the Shen Mansion, her parents rarely called her Huaying, and most of the time they called her An Ning or Ning'er. She still liked the name Huaying.

Then he said to Shen Nanxing with a smile, "Second brother, since you just called me by my nickname, I can make you some cold noodles. But I have a small condition. If you agree, I will make more and you will definitely enjoy it!"

Shen Nanxing looked at Huaying with disdain, then leisurely took a sip of tea and slowly responded, "Stop laughing, it makes you look like a thief. Just mention whatever conditions you have."

Huaying looked at her second brother with a smile on her face, her eyes full of expectation, and said, "Jiandan, when you go to the martial arts field tomorrow, help me find out which store has seeds suitable for autumn planting. It doesn't matter what kind of seeds they are, as long as they are suitable for planting in this season."

However, Shen Nanxing continued to glance at her and said, "I still need to practice martial arts, so I won't ask!"

"Hmph! In that case, then forget about eating the cold noodles I made!" Huaying pretended to be angry, turned around, and prepared to leave.

When Shen Nanxing heard this, he quickly grabbed the corner of Huaying's clothes and coaxed her good-temperedly: "Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you, isn't that enough? No, do you really want to go farming?" Shen Nanxing asked behind Huaying.

Huaying walked away without looking back and said, "Yes, it's real farming."

Shen Nanxing, who was walking behind him, looked at the back of his little sister's head and wondered if this girl had lost her mind...