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Lu Huan stretched out her fingers and gestured a few times on the pig: "Don't remove the ribs too cleanly, leave more meat, it's delicious to stew ribs or make sweet and sour ribs."

Pork neck and tenderloin can be separated and stir-fried into shredded meat; the hind leg can be cut off and braised; the rump meat with a lot of fat is perfect for chopping into filling for dumplings.

Pork belly can be used to make braised pork or Dongpo pork, or sliced ​​into slices to make garlic-flavored pork belly; the remaining spine and trotters can be used to make soup, which can be enjoyed as soup or eaten with noodles.

"He Niang, prepare a few dishes first, and we'll try them out this afternoon!"

"Alright! Master, watch closely!" He Niang rubbed her hands together, looking eager to show off her skills.

Only then did Lu Huan notice that one of Gao Yan's shoulders was soaked with blood from the pork.

"Ayan, your clothes are soaked! Come on, let's go back and change!"

After the two entered the west wing, Shi Liang was still staring blankly at their backs and grinning foolishly.

He Niang gave her youngest son a shove, "What are you daydreaming about? Have you finished all the work?"

Shi Liang touched the spot where he had been pushed and said ingratiatingly, "I just think that the master and son-in-law have such a good relationship! I want to find a wife like that in the future!"

Mother He pinched her youngest son's ear: "How old are you? You're already thinking about getting married? Don't worry, I think this employer is a good person. He definitely won't mistreat us!"

Although they ate separately in the kitchen, the food was the same as what they ate in the main hall, and they felt more free and warmer in the kitchen.

"Alright, let's get to work! Your brother stayed up all night and is waiting for dinner!"

On the other side, inside the west wing.

Gao Yan obediently took off his outermost cotton and linen sleeveless half-sleeve, thinking his wife was making a fuss over nothing: "Huan'er, it's just a little blood. I'll take it off and wash it later."

Lu Huan reached out and touched the inner long-sleeved jacket: "What do you know! It's definitely best to wash it when it's freshly stained. Once the blood seeps into the jacket, you'll have to take it apart and wash it!"

"There's no need to be so particular!"

Lu Huan glared at him sideways: "Don't even think about getting on the kang (heated brick bed) until you're clean. You can sleep in the bed by yourself!"

"Good wife, I was wrong!" Gao Yan begged for forgiveness repeatedly. Remembering what Lu Ruyi had said earlier, he said in a funny voice, "It seems that sister still cares about brother Zhongbao!"

Lu Huan shoved Gao Yan in an annoyed tone: "Who are you mimicking! Talking so sarcastically!"

"That's what Lu Ruyi said after you entered the courtyard." Gao Yan stared intently at Lu Huan's face, not wanting to miss a single change in her expression.

Lu Huan rolled her eyes at him: "Why didn't you slap her? You never learn! I don't have a sister like that! What, you believe her instigation?"

"How could that be! I just find it strange that you sisters grew up together, yet you seem like you're enemies."

Lu Huan lowered her eyes and said sarcastically, "Of course we have a grudge."

A blood feud!

Although Lu Huan could easily crush Lu Ruyi, he didn't intend to let her die too easily. Breaking her neck would be too lenient.

First give her hope, then let her gradually despair as she waits day after day, until it all comes to nothing. Wouldn't that be even more satisfying?

Gao Yan didn't get a reply. He pretended to turn around and look for his clothes, and asked in a low voice, "Actually, back then, with the support of the Prince of Yan's mansion, you could have sent Lu Ruyi to the Li family and then married Gao Zhongbao."

Looking at the tall figure in front of her, who clearly exuded an aura of "I'm unhappy, come and coax me," Lu Huan chuckled and said, "Of course it's because I don't want to marry him!"

Gao Yan crumpled the short shirt in his hand, but his mind was racing, like a hundred martial arts dramas were playing out at the same time: Could it be that Huan'er meant that she was willing to marry me?

He turned around abruptly, staring at the alluring beauty he had longed for day and night, as if she were extending a sincere invitation to him.

Come closer, just a little closer!

Gao Yan acted impulsively, and by the time he came to his senses, their breaths were already mingling.

He took a step back, like a startled fawn, clutching his shirt as he fled the room.

Lu Huan leaned against the bedside, the warmth from before gradually fading. She chuckled softly. It was clearly Gao Yan who took the initiative, yet it seemed as if she was the one who had gotten the better deal.

After that, Gao Yan avoided Lu Huan even more, and didn't even show up at lunchtime.

The Zhou family didn't care at all about Gao Yan's absence, and no one asked about it. But when Yu Zhu came to report that Lu Ruyi wasn't coming to dinner, the Zhou family's expression turned very ugly.

"What? Now you're not even willing to have a meal with me, your mother-in-law? It wasn't me who begged and pleaded to make her the Gao family's daughter-in-law in the first place!"

Yuzhu was more honest than Cuizhu, and stammered, not daring to reveal the real reason.

Lu Huan picked up a slice of pork belly with minced garlic and placed it in Zhou's bowl: "Mother-in-law, perhaps my sister-in-law is not feeling well and cannot come."

"Exactly, exactly!" Yu Zhu nodded repeatedly when Lu Huan came to her rescue.

However, Zhou always disliked garlic, yet Lu Huan still served her garlic-flavored pork belly at this time.

She slammed her chopsticks on the table: "When she came to see me this morning, she was full of energy. How come she's suddenly feeling unwell?"

She glared at Lu Huan again, but when she thought about how Gao Zhongbao's banquet still needed Lu Huan's help, she didn't dare to say anything too harsh.

"How can you serve this dish at such a fine banquet!" With that, Zhou picked up a piece of white meat and threw it on the table.

Lu Huan looked at the piece of meat, his smile not reaching his eyes: "Mother-in-law, you don't know this. I've heard that this garlic-infused pork belly is a specialty of Sichuan. The most famous restaurant in Yanjing, Baiweiju, has this garlic-infused pork belly as one of its signature dishes."

"Really?" Zhou was somewhat skeptical. How could garlic, which makes your breath smell bad after eating it, be so popular?

"If your mother-in-law doesn't believe it, just ask your father-in-law. He often goes to the city, he should have heard about it."

Mentioning Gao Shangzhi made Zhou even angrier. Seeing Yuzhu still standing to the side, she vented her anger on her: "What are you still standing here for? What, do you think I, as your mother-in-law, am supposed to eat Lu Ruyi's leftovers? Wait here, and we'll bring them over to her when we're finished eating!"

Lu Huan noticed that the portion of lunch was significantly less than usual. He figured Gao Yan must have served his portion first, so Lu Huan decided not to save any for him.

After finishing her meal, Lu Huan went to the kitchen and saw that He Niang and the others were still eating.

At this time of day, they should have already finished eating. Shi Dong, however, did not sit at the table but instead sat by the stove with his bowl in his hand.

She then noticed that there was hot water boiling in the two large pots.

"What's going on? Why are they boiling water at this hour?"

Shi Dong glanced at He Niang, his expression a mix of emotions. Most importantly, the master had just finished eating; what if he felt nauseous and vomited?

Lu Huan remembered the unlucky charm she had put up that morning and had a premonition. She took out two jujubes from her purse, ate them as she said, "Tell me, what else can't I handle?"

The two men exchanged a glance, then looked at their eldest son, who was almost finished eating: "Ishigu, you speak!"

Shi Gu suddenly felt that the sweet and sour pork ribs in his bowl no longer smelled good, and the color was even a bit hard to describe.

"Father, Mother, you can't do this to your own son!"

Their hesitation and prevarication piqued Lu Huan's interest: "Is Lu Ruyi having some bad luck?"

The four men asked in unison, "Master, how did you know?"