The Koi Wife of the Prime Minister

Chapter 237 Irresistible

The heat rising from his body seemed to have a spirit, sensing his nervousness, and it came back even more violently, filling the air with the heat and uneasiness of late summer.

"Don't come near, don't come near!" As soon as Shen Yan took a step, he was like a frightened little rabbit, with a flash of panic in his eyes. He hurriedly grabbed the bath towel hanging on the rope, which still smelled of sunshine, and waved it in vain in front of his chest, trying to build a fragile psychological defense line. In the end, he was soaked all over, like a boat escaping from the wind and rain, and fled into the shelter of the bedroom. His back was actually a bit helpless, as if a pure woman was full of fear and helplessness in front of the villain she met unexpectedly.

Shen Yan slightly opened her red lips, and her delicate lips looked like peach blossoms in spring. She was shocked that her unintentional presence could cause such a strong panic in this usually calm man. A trace of self-blame and confusion flashed in her eyes. "I really won't hurt you!" She protested silently in her heart. The kindness and tenderness in her heart flowed like a stream. At most, she just gave him a caring glance. How could she hurt him in the slightest? The idea of ​​changing clothes quietly dissipated after witnessing his escape, like mist blown away by the summer breeze, for fear of disturbing this fragile heart that was walking on thin ice again.

So, Shen Yan washed her hands gently, the cool water flowing over her skin, taking away a bit of the summer heat, and then she walked into the kitchen again, each step seemed so light and cautious. In the kitchen, everyone sat around in silence, waiting for the meal. The family rule that everyone must be present before the banquet can begin made her sigh involuntarily at the profound upbringing of the Song family, as if she could see the inheritance and development of those ancient etiquette in modern families.

Zhao stared at the neatly arranged and dazzling array of dishes on the table, feeling mixed emotions. She was looking forward to this sumptuous dinner, but also worried about the extravagance and waste caused by the greasy food. She also felt sorry for her child's expectant eyes, which was almost a direct pain to her soft heart as a mother. This complex interweaving of emotions all stemmed from her inability to change the status quo.

"Mother, my husband will be here soon. Let's eat first." Shen Yan's voice was as gentle as the breeze in the morning light. As she spoke, she gently moved a golden and crispy chicken leg into Zhao's bowl, her movements showing care and concern. "You have a poor appetite, so you shouldn't eat on an empty stomach." Zhao nodded subconsciously, repeating "eat", but she seemed a little at a loss for what to do with Shen Yan's excessive filial piety and consideration, with tears of emotion flashing in her eyes.

On the table, the two chicken legs seemed to have life in Shen Yan's hands. She gave them to Zhao and Yuan Yuan respectively, with fair and loving actions, as if she was expressing her warmth and support for this family in her own way. "Uncle Jiang, please be more casual, don't be restrained, I won't be polite to you." Shen Yan smiled, and there was a sincerity in that smile that could not be rejected.

"How dare I trouble the master to do it personally? Even if you pick it up, I dare not enjoy it." Uncle Jiang's eyes were full of appreciation and understanding for Shen Yan. He knew her straightforward, hearty and generous character, so he accepted it frankly without any unnecessary courtesy.

"Delicious!" "It's so delicious!" Jiang Zhen praised repeatedly. The chicken blood was processed just right, not only removing all the fishy smell, but also retaining the purest fragrance. Every bite was the ultimate teasing for the taste buds. In just two days, he learned not only culinary knowledge from Shen Yan, but also the attitude and enthusiasm towards life, which was richer than what he had accumulated in half a lifetime. When night fell, the "Identification of Herbs" that he had read a little became his closest companion. The pages of the book not only hid the mysteries of nature, but also recorded Shen Yan's precious love for life.

In response to Zhao's curious look, Shen Yan patiently explained: "Mom, this chicken blood replenishes qi and blood, it is very good for your body, you can eat more." Her words were full of sincerity and concern.

Zhao took a sip and found it delicious, but she could not ignore the financial burden behind it. She could not help but feel distressed. She nodded slowly, with a complex expression on her face that seemed to tell of the difficulties and sacrifices of a mother.

Song Yunfeng appeared on the scene, and on the surface he had regained his usual composure, but the faint blush on his ears still revealed the subtle changes in his heart.

"Brother, come and try it! My sister-in-law's cooking is amazing!" Yi Ge'er enjoyed the meal very much and praised it generously. His innocent voice echoed in the air, adding a bit of liveliness and joy to the meal. The chicken and potatoes were stewed together. The potatoes were golden and attractive, and the thick cuts made people salivate and wanted to taste them immediately. The porridge was a carefully cooked porridge of broken rice, red dates and longans. It was thick and sweet, and had the style of a health-preserving product in a big restaurant. It evoked Song Yunfeng's good memories of sharing food with his husband in the past, and a warm and sweet current surged in his heart.

His eyes briefly met Shen Yan's, then quickly moved away, his fingers curled up unconsciously, and finally chose to sit down beside her. The subtle sense of distance seemed to be silently telling something. Shen Yan sensitively felt this subtle resistance, and considerately turned slightly to give the other party enough personal space.

An imperceptible worry flashed across Song Yunfeng's brows, and his eyes were deep, as if hiding unspoken stories and burdens.

"It would be great if we could eat meat like this every day!" Yige sighed heartfeltly while eating. The innocence and desire in his tone moved everyone present.

Zhao glared at him lightly. Although her tone was not without sternness, it was more of a mother's worry and teaching: "You have no future, and you only think about eating." The cost of this meal was indeed not small, and if this chicken was exchanged for food, it would be enough to cover the family's expenses for several days. Although these ingredients were generous gifts from Doctor Lu, she was not in a position to say more, but the dates and oil added to the porridge were also a considerable expense for the family. Such a luxurious life, even if the family was wealthy, would eventually be unsustainable in the long run.

"In life, food, sex and nature are the basis of human nature. We are all just passing through this world. It is human nature to pursue delicious food and a better life. There is nothing to be ashamed of." Shen Yan's words revealed her indifferent understanding of the philosophy of life. It was a spiritual enjoyment that transcended material things, making the atmosphere on the dining table more warm and harmonious. It seemed that in her words, everyone could find a pure land in their soul, enjoy the beauty of the moment, and no longer be troubled by the trivialities of life.