Sweet baby milk, bring the whole family rich

However, Old Lady Yun, standing by, glared at Yun Tingshu in dissatisfaction and scolded him, "Look at you, kid! We're just out for a trip, and you're bothering your sister-in-law to cook for you? You're already a grown-up, you should be more sensible."

Hearing his mother's rebuke, Yun Tingshu couldn't help but curl his lips and muttered softly: "Mom, I'm just telling the truth." After saying that, he looked at Tiantian for help like a little child.

Tiantian is also a smart girl, so she naturally would not lose face for her uncle, and immediately followed his words and said: "That's right! This dish is far worse than the one made by my second aunt! The dishes made by my second aunt are so delicious, they are simply the best in the world!" Tiantian's little mouth was as sweet as if it was smeared with honey, and she spoke sweetly.

When Xiangdong heard Tiantian's praise, her heart suddenly felt warm. She felt that it was not in vain that she loved Tiantian so much.

At this moment, Old Lady Yun also heard what Tiantian said, and she couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion. The same words spoken by her youngest son and granddaughter conveyed completely different feelings.

Xiangdong turned to look at Old Lady Yun and said with a smile, "Mom, don't mind it. As long as everyone likes the food I cook, I'm happy from the bottom of my heart. Besides, I haven't cooked in the past few days, so I'm really not used to it." It turned out that Xiangdong had planned to show off her cooking skills in the kitchen today, but was stopped by Old Lady Yun, who insisted that she come out to play and have a good rest.

Old Lady Yun looked at her daughter-in-law lovingly and said gently, "Okay. If you get tired, remember to ask the people in the kitchen to help." Xiangdong nodded obediently and replied, "Mom, I know."

In this way, the family sat together, talking and laughing, enjoying a sumptuous dinner happily. The house was filled with the aroma of food and strong family affection, and everyone's face was filled with happy smiles.

After dinner, Old Lady Yun quietly pulled Yun Tingqing aside. With a kind and earnest look in her eyes, she gently patted Yun Tingqing's hand and spoke earnestly, "Son, look, you're no longer a naive child. It's time for you to start a family! Think about it, when your eldest and second brothers were your age, they were already looking for someone. Mother knows that you've always been a child with your own ideas and opinions, so I came here today to ask you what your plans are for this matter."

After hearing what his mother said, Yun Tingqing couldn't help feeling helpless.

In fact, for him, the most important thing at the moment is to work hard to make money to support the whole family. As for things like getting married and starting a family, he has never seriously thought about it.

However, looking at his mother who was full of expectations, he really couldn't bear to let her down.

Therefore, Yun Tingqing had no choice but to bite the bullet and respond, "Mother, I really don't have time to take care of this matter right now. Don't worry, once I've established myself in the capital, it won't be too late to carefully consider these matters."

After hearing her son's words, Old Lady Yun thought about it for a moment and felt that they made some sense. After all, they hadn't purchased any property in the capital yet. If they were to discuss marriage, it would probably be difficult to find a woman willing to marry into the Yun family.

Thinking of this, Old Lady Yun nodded slightly, indicating her agreement with Yun Tingqing's words, and then continued to advise: "In this case, you must pay more attention to the people around you on weekdays. If you really meet a suitable girl, remember to let me know in time."

At this moment, unexpectedly, when Yun Tingqing heard Old Lady Yun say these words, Princess Jianing's flower-like smile involuntarily emerged in his mind. That smile seemed to have a magical power, deeply imprinted in Yun Tingqing's heart, lingering...

"Okay, Mom, I understand. You should go to bed early." Yun Tingqing responded softly to his mother, with concern in his eyes.

However, Old Lady Yun waved her hand and said quickly, "Why are you taking a break? I haven't finished what I want to say yet! Son, I want to ask you when you can go home tomorrow?"

Yun Tingqing frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and replied, "Hmm...about the same time as today."

At this moment, Yun Tingqing seemed to suddenly remember something important and hurriedly asked, "Oh, right, mother, I suddenly remembered that the housekeeper told me today that the people who sent us here were actually from Prince Jing's Mansion. What's going on?"

Hearing Yun Tingqing's question, Old Lady Yun smiled slightly and explained, "Well, actually, Prince Jing is Xiao Che. I just found out about this. When I found out at the time, I was really shocked."

As she spoke, Old Lady Yun couldn't help but pat her chest and said with lingering fear: "Oh my God, I never thought that Prince Jing was Xiao Che. This is really unexpected!"

Yun Tingqing had heard before that Prince Jing'an was the only son of the former Prince Jing'an, and that he was only a few years older than Tiantian. However, he never thought that Prince Jing'an was actually an acquaintance of the family. However, it was also good this way. Since there was this relationship, there should be no blind guys in the capital who would dare to mess with our family easily.

"Mom, in the future, if there are outsiders present, you must not call him Xiao Che. You must respectfully address him as Prince Jing'an." Yun Tingqing repeatedly warned his mother with a worried look on his face. He felt really uneasy in his heart, fearing that this intimate name would be accidentally heard by others, and someone would definitely make a big fuss about it.

"Third brother, just relax. Mother knows what's going on and won't act rashly." Old Lady Yun responded quickly, trying to calm her son's anxious heart.

"Well, in that case, have you finished what you wanted to say, mother? If you have, I plan to go to rest. I don't know why, but my head feels dizzy and uncomfortable right now." As he spoke, Yun Tingqing stretched out his right hand and gently rubbed his eyebrows, looking at Old Lady Yun with a tired face.

"Good boy, go back to your room first. Mother will make you a bowl of sobering tea. After you drink it, have a good sleep. Otherwise, when you wake up early tomorrow morning, I'm afraid your headache will get worse." Old Lady Yun said to Yun Tingqing softly with concern.

"Mom, there's really no need to trouble you to cook in person. I'll ask the kitchen staff to make me a bowl of sobering soup later. You should go to bed early and don't overwork yourself." Yun Tingqing quickly waved his hand and politely declined his mother's kindness.

"Well, then you must remember to drink the hangover soup and don't take it lightly." Old Lady Yun nodded helplessly, but did not forget to remind her again.

Yun Tingqing dragged his slightly tired body back to his room. The moment he stepped into the room, his eyes were instantly attracted by the bulging ball on the bed.

You can guess without thinking that it must be the lovely Tiantian curled up in the quilt and sleeping soundly.

He tried to make his footsteps as light as possible, as if afraid of disturbing this sweet dream, and walked towards the bed cautiously.

After getting closer, Yun Tingqing gently reached out and grabbed a corner of the quilt, slowly pulling it down. A hilarious scene appeared in front of him - Tiantian was actually sleeping soundly in an extremely twisted posture, with her little mouth slightly open, as if she was having a sweet dream, and a faint smile hung on the corner of her mouth.

Seeing this scene, Yun Tingqing couldn't help but laugh out loud, his heart full of pity.

He thought to himself: This little guy must have been waiting for me to come back, but fell asleep before I came back.

As he thought about it, he gently stretched out his hands and slowly straightened Tiantian's body so that she could sleep more comfortably. Then he carefully covered Tiantian with the quilt again, making sure every corner was tightly wrapped to prevent any cold wind from getting in.

After doing all this, Yun Tingqing turned around and walked to the desk, intending to read a book to relax.

At the same time, there was a slight knock on the door, followed by Guizi's low voice: "Master, the hangover soup is here."

Yun Tingqing quickly raised his finger to his lips, signaling her to speak more quietly, and whispered back, "Shh, keep your voice down."

After saying that, he turned his head to look at Tiantian on the bed. Seeing that she was still immersed in sleep and showed no signs of waking up, he breathed a sigh of relief and turned to Guizi and said, "Come in."

After getting permission, Guizi quietly opened the door and walked into the room.

It was only then that he noticed the angelic little breast on the bed. He immediately understood why Yun Tingqing was so cautious, and he quickly made his movements lighter, even deliberately slowing down his breathing.

After Yun Tingqing finished drinking the sobering soup, Guizi took the empty bowl and left the room in the same quiet manner, not forgetting to close the door gently without making any sound.

The entire room returned to silence once again, with only the sound of Tiantian's even breathing and the occasional sound of Yun Tingqing turning pages intertwined...