Hold the thick thighs tightly [My father is a traitor]

Chapter 823 Ginger Soup (1) + (2)

Zhang Liangchuan sat in his seat and doubted his life.

After Wang Cheng showed off his intelligence, he looked at his old rival, who was looking furious, and said slowly, "Don't forget, when we were at the Nalan family and talked with the new head of the family, we mentioned that if anyone from the Nalan family got into trouble in Yanjing one day, we would help them."

Lin Yuzan's anger subsided a little, but he still glanced at him without comment.

This was indeed mentioned during negotiations with the new head of the Nalan family a few months ago when they accompanied Chen Pi to investigate a human trafficking case involving many forces.

If not for this, even the elites of the Dali Temple who went out with the powerful Wang Lin would have ended up in a dangerous situation with serious injuries and returned in a mess. They would definitely not be able to escape unscathed, let alone bring back solid evidence that could bring down several major families.

Recalling the fight between the two branches of the Nalan family when they had to choose different escape routes, resulting in heavy casualties, the anger on the old man's face completely dissipated, replaced by a deep sigh.

Wang Cheng also sighed with regret, "As a parent, how could I bear to let my child get stained with blood at such a young age? But since the child has been forced to take action, I'm afraid Madam Yan is in great danger in the mansion."

"In the final analysis, it's just that our parents are incompetent." Lin Yuzan said casually.

As soon as these words were spoken, the two old men couldn't help but recall the scene of meeting Nanny Gong this morning. They frowned almost at the same time, and their eyes showed unconcealable irritation.

On the other side, little Yining, with a crying face, sent her sister out of Linglong Courtyard.

Yan Ke held the book in his arms, looking back every few steps, as if he was reluctant to leave. But in fact, his eyes were fixed on the note at the secret door.

It was not until she reached the gate of Linglong Courtyard that she finally saw the note on the ground being picked up by a big hand, and then it turned into ashes and floated away.

Her eyes flashed with joy, and she turned to the little boy who was seeing the guests off and said apologetically, "Princess Sister, it's all my fault. I was not thoughtful enough and caused you to be scolded by Father Lin, and Uncle Wang was unwilling to accept my rare copy."

"But tomorrow morning, I will give the only copy to my father and ask him to deliver it to Uncle Wang. I will keep my word."

Little Yining continued to do his duty as a tool, nodded in agreement, wiped the corners of his "wronged" eyes, and watched the little sister leave.

Then, she turned around and looked at the secret door, and the scene when she was talking to her uncle about Yan Ke making her father angry emerged in her mind.

At that time, my uncle was carving a new version of the wooden man. When he heard her words, he started teaching.

"Sister Qing, you must know that if a man is willing to abandon his wife who has been of great benefit to him, it can only be for two reasons: he has grown up and is no longer afraid of his wife's family, or he has new support and no longer needs his wife's family's help."

"But uncle, Sister Yan Ke stopped being close to her father after the incident at Jingchen Temple!" She suggested another possibility.

Unexpectedly, the old man's answer shocked her.

He just smiled and said, "The Jingchen Temple will harm any woman, but it will never harm the Nalan family."

Her eyes widened instantly: "The bad guys in Jingchen Temple are also related to the Nalan family?"

The old man glanced at her lightly and said in a disguised tone, "Although the women of the Nalan family may not all know about these dirty things, they are all beneficiaries, including your classmates. This is a matter of shared success."

"So, women from aristocratic families will definitely protect their family's dignity and honor when they are away from home. Miss Yan's action is to warn her father that even if he marries her mother, the Nalan family will not take him seriously. If he treats her mother badly, he will abandon her at any time."

(End of memory)

The little boy withdrew his gaze and walked towards Guiyan Tower with melancholy.

Xiao Yining: (╯︿╰), it turns out that when parents are not in harmony, the ones who get hurt the most are the children.

The Guiyan Tower was gradually lit up by candlelight, and through the slowly falling snowflakes, it flickered in the night sky like stars.

Yan Ke paced absentmindedly in the room, glancing at the window and door from time to time.

Shi Wanwan, who lived with her, also looked at the half-open doors and windows. Snowflakes were flying outside, drifting into the room with the cold wind, and drifting onto the charcoal basin, making slight crackling sounds.

She cast her gaze on her roommate, who was obviously worried, and feeling the chill on her body, she said tactfully, "Sister Yan Ke, my aunt just came over and said there will be heavy snow tonight. We should be careful not to get cold. Close the doors and windows. If anyone comes looking for you, they will knock on the door."

"No one is looking for me."

Yan Ke hastily retorted, but as soon as she finished her words, she realized that her tone was inappropriate. She smiled uncomfortably at her classmates, trying to hide her emotions, "Sister Shi, it's snowing so heavily, who would look for me? I, I'll go close the door."

After saying that, she pursed her lips slightly and walked towards the door.

Shi Wanwan stared at Yan Ke's back, then glanced at the maid standing beside her waiting for instructions. A hint of confusion flashed in her eyes, but in the end she did not ask any more questions and just asked her maid to close the window.

At this moment, the door was suddenly blown open by a gust of cold wind, and large snowflakes rushed into the house, fell to the ground, and turned into puddles of water stains.

Yan Ke couldn't help but sneeze. She stared at the heavy snow outside the door for a moment, and finally she could only lower her eyes in disappointment, stretched out her hand and slowly closed the door.

The candlelight in the room flickered, and the light gradually dimmed, illuminating Yan Ke's helpless and unwilling face.

She walked to the bed and took off her coat with the help of the maid. Just as she was about to go to bed to rest, her fingertips touched a piece of cloth that looked out of place under the quilt.

Yan Ke's heart skipped a beat, and a look of disbelief spread across her face. Suppressing her shock, she calmly said to the waiting maid, "You don't have to stay here. Come early tomorrow and follow me to the kitchen. I'll personally make a bowl of ginger soup for Dad to ward off the cold."

The maid retreated in response.

Shi Wanwan was lying on the bed. Hearing the sound of the door closing again, she couldn't help but quietly get up, pull open a corner of the bed curtain, and secretly look at Yan Ke's bed.

On the other side of the screen, the dim light of the charcoal basin suddenly jumped up for some reason, and then gradually returned to normal.

She thought for a moment, then closed the bed curtain as if it had nothing to do with her and lay back down on the bed.

The room was completely silent, with only the occasional slight sound of charcoal breaking, which seemed particularly clear in the quiet night.

There was no conversation all night, and the snowflakes were still falling outside the window.

Little Yining turned over in the warm bed and was forcibly picked up, with an unpleasant voice ringing in her ears.

"Qingjie, it's time to wake up. It's already noon." Lin Yuzan picked up the small jacket beside him and carefully put it on his daughter.

Qiu Yi also continued, "Princess, my aunt came over last night and said that the local level students will not have classes today."

As soon as these words were spoken, Xiao Yining woke up instantly, opened his hazy eyes and looked towards the window. He saw snowflakes hitting the window densely, and thick snow marks had accumulated on the window sill.

Seeing this, she quickly struggled in her father's arms, trying to get back into the quilt, ready to stay in bed all day.

Lin Yuzan: (* ￣︿￣)

Seeing this, the old man quickly reached out and took his daughter into his arms again: "Get up, Daddy will dress you and comb your hair."

"Daddy is so bad. Sister Qing won't have class today." The little kid struggled again.

At this time, another old man's voice was heard in the house.

Wang Cheng had no choice but to remind her, "Qingjie, be obedient. Aunt Zhao is not here, so there's no one to comb your hair."

The kid belatedly looked around the room and saw 13 standing upright beside the bed, glancing at him indifferently.

Xiao Yining: ..., okay! She really doesn't dare to let Sister San comb her hair!

She resigned herself to her fate and opened her arms, letting her father clean up.

Seeing that his niece had stopped making a fuss, Wang Cheng instructed Qiu Yi, "Qiu Yi, go to the small kitchen and ask the cook there to make a pot of ginger soup. Bring it back and give the princess a small bowl first. Keep the rest warm on the small stove. Ask a maid to come and look after her. If the princess goes out to play in the snow, give her another small bowl."

"And prepare the princess's meal today in the small kitchen. Hand the paper on the table to the cook and have her prepare it according to the instructions. Give her some extra silver and have the maid there deliver it on time."

Lin Yuzan added, and took out ten taels of silver from his sleeve and handed it over.

Qiu Yi took the banknote, turned his master's words over in his mind, and ran out without stopping.

In previous years, when classes were suspended due to snow, the small kitchen was the busiest. Even ordering a bowl of hot water would cost several times the price.

Little Yining felt sorry for her little money, but she couldn't hide her excitement, her eyes sparkling: "Dad, Qingjie wants to play in the snow today!"

Lin Yuzan had long expected his daughter to say this. He put leather gloves on her chubby little hands, placed a hot heater in her palms, and finally tied a bright red fox fur cape around her, covering even her neck tightly to ensure that his daughter would not get cold.

After doing all this, he finally said, "When the snow stops, you can play for a stick of incense at most, and then you have to go back to the house. Don't freeze."

One stick of incense lasts about 30 minutes.

Although Xiao Yining regretted that the time was a little short, she also knew that her health was more important, so she nodded and agreed with a smile.

Soon, her father dressed her up like a little Fuwa, with her hair made into round buns tied with a furry red hairband.

The two old men did not stay long and left in a hurry.

Only female students under the age of ten are entitled to the benefit of school suspension, while the rest of the students still have to go to class regardless of wind or snow.

Little Yining brought a small stool and sat under the window, holding his head, waiting anxiously for the snow to stop.

Qiu Yi also returned on the thick snow, followed by an old woman carrying a food box.

When she saw the young master, she immediately said happily, "My princess, I just met Miss Yan in the kitchen making ginger soup. When she heard that you wanted to drink some ginger soup, she generously gave me half."

"Sister Yan is making ginger soup?" Xiao Yining was surprised.

Qiu Yi nodded, "Yes, Miss Yan said she wanted to ward off the cold for her father, so she cooked a big pot. She knew you also wanted ginger soup, so she added a lot of honey to it. Half is for you, and the other half is for my aunt who is also cooking medicine to give to Master Yan."

Xiao Yining frowned and asked the maid to put down the food box. When she opened it, she saw the steaming ginger soup inside emitting a rich sweet aroma.

Then she looked at 13 who was standing beside her and asked, "Sister San, would you like some ginger soup?"

13 He lowered his eyes to glance at Jiang Tang, then turned away, looked at the heavy snow outside the window, and said the word "OK" in a cold tone.

Ginger soup is fine!

Little Yining couldn't help but mutter in her heart: I hope Master Yan can be nicer to Sister Yan Ke. She is so filial that she can cook ginger soup for her father in the heavy snow! She also wants to learn from Sister Yan Ke!

At this time, Qiu Yi had already scooped a small bowl for the young master.

Xiao Yining took the ginger soup, took a small sip, and returned it. A sweet warmth spread throughout her body, and she couldn't help but sigh, "Sister Yan Ke is so filial!"

Qiu Yi: ...

The little girl looked at the two people present awkwardly. 13 was still the cool sister with an expressionless face, but the old woman twitched the corners of her mouth, looking like she wanted to laugh but didn't want to.

She changed the subject: "Princess, it's time for breakfast, let's go to the table!"

Unexpectedly, the kid drank a small sip of ginger soup and didn't want to drink it anymore. He became willful again and didn't want to move his butt off the stool, wanting to continue sitting there and wait until the snow stopped.

"I want to eat here."

Upon hearing this, Qiu Yi quickly looked at 13 for help.

However, her gaze was completely directed at the blind man, but 13 ignored her and did not receive her message at all.

Qiuyi: o(╥﹏╥)o, when will Aunt Zhao come back? I miss her!

The little girl was at a loss what to do, so she put the ginger soup on the table with tears in her eyes, opened the second layer of the food box, took out the buns piled up like a small mountain, picked up one and handed it to the young master.

Little Yining took it and casually glanced at it, saying in astonishment, "Why would my dad ask the small kitchen to make eight big buns? How can we finish them?"

Qiu Yi was also puzzled, because the food on the note given by the master was in large portions.

The next moment, the two little ones stopped hesitating.

The moment Wooden Man's 13 saw the buns, he drank the remaining ginger soup from the little boy in one gulp, reached out to take the plate, put two in Qiu Yi's hand, and started eating them by himself, finishing one in a few bites.

While the two little ones were still waiting for the buns to cool down, they had already finished the remaining five big buns.

Two little ones: ∑(￣□￣;), they eat so fast!

13 lowered his eyes, looked at the two stunned little ones, and said coldly: "If you don't want to eat it, give it to me!"

Two little ones: (???;), it’s still not enough to eat!

Little Yining was afraid that the bun would be snatched away, so he quickly stuffed the bun into his mouth, making a humming sound.

Qiu Yi also hurriedly left small cuts on the two big buns to declare ownership.

13 was not bothered by the two little ones’ cuteness. Seeing them eating peacefully, he continued to act like a “wooden man” and stood quietly by the side.

The food crisis was resolved.

Qiu Yi also joined the team waiting for the snow to stop. She sat on the ground, eating buns with the young master, and looking at the howling wind and snow outside the window.

Guiyan Tower was filled with warmth and peace, and from time to time one could hear the two children's longing for playing in the snow.

Little did they know that something big was happening outside Linglong Courtyard, and a group of people with serious faces were running rapidly in the flying snow, heading straight for Linglong Courtyard.

The group of people walked through two inches of snow. The cold wind penetrated their bodies through their collars, making them feel freezing cold, but no one dared to slow down.

Soon, they suddenly stopped at Linglong Courtyard.

At the same time, 13 turned around as if sensing something and reminded, "Someone's coming. Ten of them."

The two little ones looked up in confusion, and saw that she had turned around and walked out quickly.

However, before 13 could reach the door of Guiyan Tower, Tianxianzi rushed in, covered in snow.

As soon as the two met, Tianxianzi anxiously asked, "Did the princess drink Miss Yan's ginger soup? Someone put a sterilizing drug in it."

13: ...

Little Yining, who was listening to the noise in the house, said: (wДw), Sister San can’t have a baby!!!