activa-t Chapter 119 (o′ω｀o)?
Chapter 119 (o′ω｀o)?
Yinreng knew that he was already a ten-year-old boy this year.
Yinzhen was already twelve years old, and in four years he would be old enough to get married.
Given Concubine Hui's impetuous personality and her desire to compete in everything, there would definitely be no problem in allowing Yinzhen to select a beauty two years in advance and arrange a marriage, right?
And he, the crown prince of the Qing Dynasty (emphasis)! It must be reasonable for him to be appointed as the crown princess early on and to be raised by someone sent from the palace since childhood, right?
So, two or three years later, let Dong E and Zhun Yi Erha be labeled as the Crown Prince's Consort until she reaches the age of 15...
Ahhhhh, why are there still eight years!
Kill me.
Eight years, nearly three thousand days and nights...
Yinreng's urgency at this time had nothing to do with other things. He just simply hoped to meet Dong'e Gege every day as soon as possible and mark her as his own property with more legitimacy.
It takes so long, they can only see each other a few days a year, what if she makes other friends during this period!
She is so stupid. She is so unruly but kind to the point of being redundant. What if she is so kind to others? What if others are like me?
She is the only one left!
"Hey, what's wrong with you? Why do you get red eyes when I go to make some noodles? Do you want to play too?"
The voice of Hezhun Yierha pulled Yinreng out of the hatred of "having his wife stolen".
She smiled and pushed Yinreng to the table, handed him the dough she had kneaded, sprinkled some flour on his hands, and taught him how to make noodles.
"This is indeed fun, but don't use too much strength. If you use the strength you use to kill a big insect, your Master Huang will probably have only dumpling soup left.
But the dumpling soup is also delicious. I like the one with seaweed and vermicelli. What about you? "
"Oh... okay, I'll give it a try.
But your thing is not that difficult. I can remember it at a glance.
Also, what is Dumpling Soup? "
"Okay, okay, I'm the one who said too much. Master, please continue playing with the dough."
"..."
Yinreng originally wanted to endure until he could pull out a handful of beautiful thin noodles, and then mock him, so as to let Dong'e Gege know what it meant that there are always people better than you and what the sky is high and the earth is vast.
but……
But he humbly discovered that his brain and hands seemed to be separated.
Brain: I got it, I got it. Hand:?
Seeing Yinreng's stunned expression, Hejun Yierha immediately laughed out loud. Under the threat of Yinreng's eyes, her silence was quite deafening.
Soon, the scallion oil noodles, which were made by hand from start to finish except for the "grinding of the flour", were ready.
While Yinreng was struggling with the noodles, He Junyi'erha easily made a few side dishes to go with the noodles.
Beat the eggs into egg liquid, soak the sliced ham and vegetables in it, sprinkle with a little salt, and fry on both sides until golden brown.
The smell alone is enough to make the kids next door cry.
He pushed the packed meal in front of Yinreng, clapped his hands with Zhun Yierha in triumph, and spoke with a bit of boasting and complacency,
"Okay, okay, come on and eat. I also fried you an egg and some sausage. Would you like to try some?"
Yinreng had been busy with it for so long, so he was naturally looking forward to the taste.
However, none of the finished products on the table were made by him.
He picked up the chopsticks and tasted each of the main dishes and side dishes in small bites. He praised He Junyi Erha with bright eyes.
"I can't believe you can make such delicious food!"
"Talk less, eat more, understand?"
It can be seen that the prince was sincerely praising, but what he said was really unpleasant to the ear.
She rolled her eyes and took a pair of chopsticks to grab the food, seemingly trying a taste, or simply not wanting Yinreng to eat so much for nothing.
It is a rule among children that they protect food, fight for food, and prefer the food that tastes better.
He made himself a pot of tea to help him digest his food, and expressed his regret to Jun Yilha.
"But... when my mother is not at home, she won't let me play with fire or use those ovens by myself, otherwise I can make some desserts for you."
In fact, Yinreng didn't know what the "oven" in the kitchen was, but by referring to the furnaces in the manufacturing office or smelting, Yinreng could roughly guess what it was.
It is indeed too dangerous for a little kid like He Junyi'erha.
But she was obedient and would not do anything if her mother told her not to.
What is this called, rebelliousness and obedience coexisting?
Gain a good reputation in front of your parents and gain dignity in front of your peers?
hiss--
This made Yinreng slightly excited.
Recently, that bastard Yinzhen has been showing off everywhere by relying on his tall stature.
Since Father wants them to be friendly and respectful to each other, haha, then he will teach this kid a lesson!
Hum hum o (￣ヘ￣o＃), isn't it just pretending! He has been dealing with Dong E Gege recently, and he really feels that his acting skills have increased from the original 10 points to 12 points.
Didn't the third child stutter? He would reluctantly help him read the article with him. After all, it was a task assigned by his father, and he had to read it every day, whether he was with the third child or not.
Since the fourth child likes puppies, I gave him two and some clothes for the puppies. The rags that he rejected as a cat bed for the kitten were more than enough.
It is enough for the fifth brother to send food, but is it too unlucky for the sixth, seventh, etc. brother to send medicinal herbs?
Anyway, in short, he cared about all the younger brothers except the eldest prince.
Let Yinzhen act like the deputy 'eldest son' to disgust him! You deserve it!
I am a virtuous man who can learn from my good friends. How can I be compared to you, a little Baoqing who is only tall and has a weak academic performance?
Yinreng's ability to slack off has improved recently. In his heart, he has already played a triumphant song on his suona. However, he quickly came back to his senses and continued the previous topic. He said to He Zhun Yi Erha in surprise,
“You can actually make desserts??”
And Jun Yi Erha really seemed not to notice, and continued to nod in response,
"Yes, many Western desserts are very simple to make. They are not like our local pastries, which require a lot of techniques and shaping. They are perfect for a useless person like me."
"really?"
Yinreng, filled with filial piety, became restless.
"Of course, many delicious Western snacks can be made as long as you have a mold and a strong maid!"
"You still need a strong maid? Why is that?"
"Hmm... seeing is believing, do you want to try it? Although I don't dare to use the oven myself, it would be awkward if the two of us set this yard on fire.
But for steaming, we only need to use this one big pot and stove!"
"Try it! I can even draw a four-force bow now, so there's no problem!"
Yinreng proudly showed off his arms which had no obvious muscle lines (o′w`o)?