Farm Girl's Manor
Chapter 1220 - 385: I’m Still a Baby

Chapter 1220: Chapter 385: I’m Still a Baby

Cui Qingrou pursed her lips, earnestly defending her fiancé, "Your dad hitting you wasn’t meant to punish you, but to show you through a different method that hitting people doesn’t truly solve problems! In the future, if you encounter those who have bullied you, try to make friends with them first, to see if that works."

Zhenzhen nodded vigorously, continuing to push his advantage, "What if my dad hits me without discernment next time?"

Cui Qingrou saw through Zhenzhen’s "little trick" at a glance, tapped his forehead, and said, "Next time your dad hits you, you should reason with him, and he’ll feel embarrassed not to. If he hits you even then, tell Aunt Cui, and I’ll give you..."

At this point, Cui Qingrou suddenly realized she had said too much and cut herself off abruptly.

Zhenzhen didn’t notice anything amiss and, lifting his little chin proudly, cast a triumphant glance at his father: See, your wife is on my side!

Confronted with his youngest son’s provocation, Mo Qingze sank into deep reflection: It seemed the beating he’d just administered had been too light!

Just then, Mo Yan, who had been standing outside the main hall for a long time, walked in. Seeing Zhenzhen still playing up to Cui Qingrou, she teased, "You always claim to be a manly man, yet today, with a bit of grievance, you’re quick to tattle."

Zhenzhen’s little face turned red, and puffing up his chest, he said, "It was dad’s fault to begin with, shouldn’t I be allowed to say it?"

Mo Yan didn’t bother with him, but stepped forward to pay her respects to Cui Qingrou, who had just stood up, "Aunt Cui, hope you’re well."

Cui Qingrou stepped forward and personally helped Mo Yan up, softly saying, "Yanyan, there’s no need for such formalities. Truth be told, I should be the one paying respects to you."

Mo Yan’s brows lifted slightly, not minding the overly affectionate address of "Yanyan," and only smiled, "Status is for outsiders to see. Aunt Cui is an elder, and the courtesy must not be dropped."

Upon hearing this, a blush appeared on Cui Qingrou’s cheeks; she was clearly pleased at being considered "one of their own" by Mo Yan, but also a bit embarrassed.

With much to do in the kitchen, Mo Yan didn’t stay long before she had to return to her busy work. Cui Qingrou couldn’t sit still and offered to help, but Mo Yan persuaded her not to. It would be rude to let a guest work in the kitchen, plus Cui Qingrou was a lady of the house unused to manual labor; agreeing to her help might make things harder.

Mo Yan entered the kitchen and saw that Aunt Sun had already boiled the water, so she quickly submerged the game she’d brought into it. Having scooped the blanched mutton into a basin of cold water, ready for the meat to be cool on the outside but hot inside before slicing, Xiao Ruiyuan walked in.

"What are you doing in here? The smell is quite strong; better head out," Mo Yan, with her hands greasy, nudged Xiao Ruiyuan towards the door with her elbow. The overpoweringly gamey smell permeated the air—if she weren’t used to it, she would probably be nauseated.

Xiao Ruiyuan’s nostrils flared, his gaze landing on the marbled meat on the chopping board as he frowned, "If you don’t like it, don’t do it; I’ll find a chef for you."

Knowing he had misunderstood, Mo Yan continued blanching the game with a smile, "Who said I don’t like it? Seeing everyone enjoy the meals I make fills me with a sense of accomplishment and happiness."

Xiao Ruiyuan softened, taking the skimmer from Mo Yan’s hands, "Let me do it. You go slice the meat, or it will get cold."

Helping in the kitchen wasn’t new for Xiao Ruiyuan; Mo Yan let go of the skimmer willingly and, following his suggestion, picked up a cutting board and knife to slice up the meat taken out from the cold water.

The two of them, one facing the stove and the other the chopping board, had backs that were unexpectedly in harmony. Watching Xiao Ruiyuan’s hand, which was usually used for sword handling, skillfully place and remove the meat, Aunt Sun, who was tending the fire beneath the cauldron, rubbed her eyes, doubting her sight, unsure of what to say.

Soon, Xin Er and Shengsheng also came in. Noting their seemingly troubled emotions, Mo Yan quickly guessed the reason and initially wanted to ask, but with Aunt Sun present, she thought better of it and simply kept silent, directing them to wash the piled vegetables in the corner instead.

With three extra people, the work sped up. Before the Liu Family and the Han Family arrived, all the chopping and washing were finished. Mo Yan adjusted the broths to set them simmering on the stoves, instructed Aunt Sun to watch the fire, and then led Xiao Ruiyuan and the others out of the kitchen.

"The smell on our clothes is a bit strong; I need to change. You two should come too, to avoid being rude in front of the guests later," Mo Yan called to her two younger sisters, about to turn toward the back yard when a pair of large hands grasped her arm.

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