The aroma of cooking filled the house: I sent my eldest brother to become the Grand Secretary.

February 28th is an auspicious day to meet with relatives and friends.

Shen Cao, along with his parents, Shen Wan, Shen Qing, and Xiao Qi, set off early in the morning in a carriage brought by Steward Zhou, carrying the gifts they had prepared.

Today is the day that Grandma Zhou officially recognizes Shen Cao as her goddaughter.

The Shen family restaurant was handed over to Li Xiaoyu and Granny Zhang, while everyone else stayed at the Shen family to help out.

Wei Siyu looked at the carriage from the Zhou residence, a hint of a smile appearing in her eyes.

Now he doesn't need to worry about things at the dock.

He felt he had lost weight during this period.

Her face has gotten noticeably smaller.

"Is that old Mrs. Zhou a good person?" Wanyue picked up a sugarcane, took a bite, and asked indistinctly.

She also wanted Sister Cao'er to be her older sister; she had originally planned to wait until Sister Cao'er went to the capital.

Let her grandmother recognize Sister Cao'er as her goddaughter, since they all share the same surname, Shen, and are all family.

Unexpectedly, someone beat me to it.

It's alright. If things don't work out, she can go and be affectionate with her father. She can still be sisters with Sister Cao'er.

The Zhou family had already made all the preparations several days ago.

After learning of her sister's death, Grandma Zhou was sad for a few days, but thankfully she no longer felt nauseous or vomited when eating.

My health is getting better day by day.

The Zhou family members are also filial.

They tried different ways to coax Grandma Zhou every day, and she gradually emerged from her sadness.

The entire Zhou family was present at the family reunion ceremony.

In Xin'an County, there are only Zhou Zhengxiong's family members, including Zhou Zhengxiong's wife and his youngest son, Zhou Qingzhu, who was the one who brought wontons to Old Mrs. Zhou before.

Zhou Qingzhu is three years older than Shen Cao. He doesn't rule out the possibility of this sister who suddenly appeared out of nowhere, but he also doesn't have any expectations.

It's just a matter of spending some money, which the Zhou family has plenty of.

Moreover, this younger sister is quite good at cooking. When he went to see the old lady that day, he happened to eat the leftover pickled bamboo shoots and yellow croaker noodles from the old lady.

If she occasionally cooks a few delicious dishes, he wouldn't mind using his allowance to buy his sister a few hairpins.

The young girls he knew loved the fashionable hairpins.

The ceremony went smoothly, and Shen Cao received another large red envelope from Grandma Zhou, and began to address her as Grandma.

The Zhou family and the Shen family also got to know each other.

The gift the Shen family gave to Old Mrs. Zhou was a painting of pine trees and cranes, symbolizing health and longevity.

Shen Cao bought that painting from Wan Yue.

Shen Cao didn't know if it was valuable or not, but Old Madam Zhou was overjoyed when she saw it, and Old Master Zhou's expression changed as well, so he must have been very satisfied.

After seeing the pine and crane painting sent by the Shen family, Zhou Qingzhu's attitude changed. He felt that the Shen family must have some powerful connections.

Otherwise, how could this rare pine and crane painting be taken out so easily?

The Shen family? The Shen family! He rolled his eyes, as if he understood something.

After the family reunion ceremony, the two families had a meal together, and the Shen and Zhou families officially became relatives.

Ji Lingfeng only learned about this when Shen Cao went to the Zhou family to meet her relatives.

The image of Grandma Zhou's kind face appeared in his mind; it was quite nice.

Grandma Zhou seemed to like him quite a bit. She seemed to say that it was a pity she didn't have a granddaughter, otherwise she would introduce her granddaughter to him.

He felt he could finally put a visit to Grandma Zhou on his agenda.

Ever since her grandmother was born, Shen Cao has been trying her best to make food from Hangzhou and send it over.

After delivering the meal that day, she saw a patch of mugwort in the Zhou family's garden.

"Butler Zhou, is this mugwort?"

Butler Zhou saw her smiling happily at a pile of mugwort, her eyes sparkling.

"Young lady, this is mugwort, it's planted for the Dragon Boat Festival."

He assumed Shen Cao was unaware of the uses of this mugwort.

"Can I pick some?" She had just come from the old lady's place, where the old lady seemed to have said that she had had enough of yellow croaker noodles these past few days and wanted to have some dessert.

She thought of a delicious dish.

"What does the young lady plan to use it for?"

"Eat!"

The housekeeper seems a bit slow this week; what else can this thing be used for if not for eating?

Butler Zhou, why does this young lady eat everything? Isn't this for the Dragon Boat Festival?

But he didn't ask. As a qualified servant, and a servant of high status at that, he always knew how to behave appropriately.

In particular, the person in front of her was very much liked by Old Mrs. Zhou.

He waved his hand, "If the young lady wants them, then go ahead and pick them. You can have as many as you want."

If he doesn't have enough for the Dragon Boat Festival, he can just go out and buy some more.

Wanyue looked at the small basket of grass in Shen Cao's hand and said, "Sister Cao'er, we don't feed rabbits at home, why did you pick so much grass?"

She had seen concubines in the palace raising rabbits, and they would always pick grass to feed them.

"This is good stuff. Mugwort is at its tenderest right now. We'll keep half to make green rice dumplings and the other half to make wheat rice."

As she picked the herbs, she suddenly remembered the wheat rice her grandfather used to make in her past life. He would steam it first, then add some lard, stir-fry it with scallions and garlic, and the taste was indescribable.

She was so excited she was practically drooling.

Wanyue gave a thumbs up. She didn't know what qingtuan was, let alone wheat rice, but she trusted Sister Cao'er.

"Sister Grass is so amazing!" She was happy thinking about the delicious food that was coming today.

Can I put Sister Grass in my pocket and take her with me? That way, she can eat Sister Grass's delicious cooking every day.

Since the affairs of the Hundred Herbs Garden were handed over to Ji Lingfeng, Wanyue and Shen Cao have been completely idle.

Wanyue spent every day at the Shen family's restaurant, becoming Shen Cao's little shadow.

It's just that this little tail is getting rounder and rounder.

She wouldn't admit that her face had gotten rounder in less than half a month since she arrived.

Aunt Shen said that a round face is more attractive for a little girl.

Her mother often said that she had eaten more salt than she had walked roads. Aunt Shen was about the same age as her mother, so Aunt Shen should be just as right as her mother.

"Sister Cao'er, when are you going to make qingtuan?"

"Sister Grass, when are you going to make wheat porridge?"

Shen Cao smiled as she looked at Wanyue, whose eyes were sparkling. "Wanyue, are you hungry?"

"I'm not hungry!" Wanyue shook her head.

"I can eat even if I'm not hungry."

Shen Cao then looked at the other people.

Shen Wan nodded, "I can eat that too."

Shen Qing tilted his head back and said, "Me too."

"Me too!"

……

Li Xiaoyu: "Master, I have washed all the mugwort you brought back, and it is now dry."

Shen Cao...

She silently walked into the kitchen.

These little foodies.

But why did Wei Siyu also join in the fun?

"Cao'er, I haven't had your delicious cooking for so many days. I want to be the first to eat it today."

"I can help you!"

Since she had already offered to help, Shen Cao naturally wouldn't let herself be wronged.

If someone helps her, she doesn't mind making several different flavors.

Just in time, there were a few bamboo shoots that the village chief had sent over to the kitchen.