pet marriage

Shen Mingshu walked to the door of the master bedroom, the door was half-closed, she just raised her hand, Lan Yin from inside pushed the door out, seeing her hurriedly saluted, "Miss."

Shen Mingshu nodded, and Luo Xin heard the voice and came over, and said with a smile, "Sister, you are back!"

Seeing that she was still wearing the clothes she had when she came back, Shen Mingshu asked, "Why haven't you slept yet? But you're not used to it?"

Luo Xin shook her head and said, "I thought my sister would come back later, so I asked Lan Yin to make the medicine first, and I can drink it when you come back."

Shen Mingshu swept his gaze, and saw the soup hanging on the table, smiled and said, "Thank you."

Luo Xin pulled her to sit down at the table, the soup was left to dry for a while, and the side of the bowl felt warm to the touch.

Shen Mingshu himself forgot about taking the medicine, but Luo Xin always took it to heart.

Shen Mingshu gulped down a bowl of black and bitter decoction without changing his expression.

Luo Xin stared intently at the side, frowning tightly, as if she was drinking.

After Shen Mingshu finished drinking, she handed over a sweet and sour candied fruit at the right time, and seeing Shen Mingshu swallowed it, she stretched her eyebrows and called Lan to come and pack her things.

After drinking the medicine, she had to sit for a while before she could go to sleep. Seeing Luo Xin's tired look, Shen Mingshu coaxed her to go to sleep first.

Luo Xin blinked her eyes, pushed away the drowsiness just now, sat upright, and said, "It's okay, I'm not sleepy, I'll sleep with my sister."

Shen Mingshu smiled, thinking that she might not be used to it in a new place, so she comforted her: "Go to sleep, I'll be right here, and I'll sleep with you later."

Luo Xin hesitated for a moment, then nodded, took off her coat and folded it on the shelf, put on her underwear and tucked into the quilt, and slept inside, lying on her side facing Shen Mingshu.

Shen Mingshu's heart softened, and he sat on the edge of the bed and tucked the corner of the quilt for her, and said softly: "Go to sleep."

The corners of Luo Xin's lips curled up, she closed her eyes obediently, and soon fell asleep.

Shen Mingshu casually picked up the wooden box that Qiu Nong brought in, took out the recipes inside, and looked through it carefully.

After turning a few pages, her expression changed slightly. She had also seen some recipes, but she had never seen anything like this.

This booklet is not so much a recipe as a scattered diary, belonging to Luo Xin's grandfather Qiu Su's diary.

The short texts above all record the scenes of getting along with family members, and all the dim sums are made for the wife and daughter.

There are also simple drawings of various snacks on the booklet, with some detailed notes beside them, so that even children can understand.

Shen Mingshu turned to the end, there was only one time on the last page, Shen Mingshu made the calculations in his mind, it was the year when Luo Xin's mother got married.

Shen Mingshu sighed softly, and put the booklet on the bedside table. Luo Xin's grandfather was indeed a rare figure, what a pity.

After watching for a while, the effect of the medicine slowly began to take effect, and she was also a little tired. She took off her coat, lay softly beside Luo Xin, and slowly closed her eyes.

In her sleep, Luo Xin subconsciously leaned against Shen Mingshu, and fell asleep again.

As soon as he got home, Shen Mingshu didn't intend to go to the store, and fell asleep for more than half an hour.

It was rare for her to fall asleep at this hour, and when she woke up she was still a little drowsy, she opened her eyes slightly, and met Luo Xin's dark eyes.

Seeing Shen Mingshu open his eyes at first, Luo Xin was taken aback, his eyes were wide open, and he laughed again after a while, "Sister, you're awake."

Seeing her appearance, Shen Mingshu guessed that she had been awake for a long time, and he thought it was because of her that she was lying quietly inside, "But it's been a long time since you've been awake?"

Luo Xin shook her head, smiled and said nothing, just now her sister fell asleep, which was different from usual, so she couldn't help but kept looking at it, forgetting the time.

Shen Mingshu got up to get dressed, Luo Xin rubbed to the edge of the bed, just in time to see the booklet on the bedside, and let out a soft snort.

"What's wrong?" Shen Mingshu was buttoning up his buttons, turned around and looked over, following her gaze, "This is the recipe you gave me."

"Doesn't Daddy want it?" Luo Xin asked, Shen Mingshu told her about the recipe arrangement, and he was a little surprised to hear her say that.

"Father handed it to me, and you can take it back."

Luo Xin picked up the cookbook, flipped through a few pages, closed it again, and put it back on the small table, "My sister should keep it."

She blinked playfully and said with a smile, "If I want to eat then, can my sister make it with me?"

Shen Mingshu also smiled, she simply had nothing to do today, she sat on the edge of the bed, opened the cookbook, "Okay, whatever you want to eat, I'll make it later."

Luo Xin sat up, leaned against her back wrapped around the quilt, rested her head on her shoulder, and looked at the open cookbook.

Shen Mingshu only felt a soft warmth covering his back, the delicate skin of his neck was tickled by Luo Xin's falling fine hair, he turned his head slightly, his face remained calm, and slowly flipped through the pages.

Luo Xin looked at it seriously, and after a while, she stretched out her fingers from under the quilt, passed through Shen Mingshu's waist, pressed gently on the back of Shen Mingshu's hand, and asked softly, "Is this okay?"

The page of the book was resting on a purple potato yam cake, Shen Mingshu carefully read the ingredients next to it, it was not difficult, "Yes."

Seeing that Shen Mingshu agreed, Luo Xin immediately laughed, hugged Shen Mingshu's waist and rubbed happily on her back, and did not let go of the quilt.

Shen Mingshu patted her on the back with his backhand, and said with a smile, "Stop playing, change your clothes quickly, or you'll have to drink medicine with me."

Luo Xin obediently let go of her hands, and happily changed into light clothes, while Shen Mingshu ordered Lan Yin to let the kitchen staff prepare the materials.

When they arrived, the servants had already prepared things, the yams and purple potatoes had been washed and the skins were put aside, and the water in the pot had already boiled.

Shen Mingshu rolled up his sleeves, washed his hands, put the yams into the pot first, and after a while, put the purple potatoes in and covered the pot.

While waiting, Qiu Nong took some molds, round and square, with various patterns, small and delicate.

When the yam and purple sweet potato were cooked thoroughly, Shen Mingshu put the purple sweet potato and yam in two small pots respectively, and put the purple sweet potato in front of Luo Xin.

Luo Xin just moved two taller chairs from the side, and the two sat side by side, slowly smashing the purple sweet potato and yam with a pestle.

Not long after, the purple sweet potato and yam were mashed into mud, purple and white, clean and with a unique fragrance, permeating the corner of the kitchen.

After mashing, the hot temperature just out of the pot also dropped. Shen Mingshu saw that Luo Xin had taken brown sugar and added it to the mashed purple sweet potato and stirred it. He guessed that he had done it with his mother before, so he concentrated on mixing it according to the proportion. Mix the honey and milk into the yam and stir well.

After processing the purple sweet potato and yam, Shen Ming Shuhua opened some starch, and mixed half of it into the purple sweet potato puree and yam puree to make it more viscous.

The next step is to knead the two into balls of uniform size. Shen Mingshu learned this technique when he was young. The purple or white balls are arranged in a row on the table. They are round and cute.

Luo Xin's movements were a bit clumsy, not as fast as Shen Mingshu's, but she was also very serious.

Shen Mingshu didn't rush, and it was interesting for the two of them to sit together and make snacks in the afternoon. Together, the two of them kneaded purple sweet potato and yam into balls.

Because Luo Xin likes purple potatoes more, she presses them into the mold in the order of two layers of purple potatoes with the yam in the middle. When they are released from the mold, they become delicate and beautiful.

The steamer on the side had already been prepared, Luo Xin and Shen Mingshu carefully put it into the steamer and closed the lid, Luo Xin stared at the steamer with sparkling eyes, looking expectant.

Qiu Nong came over with a basin of warm water at the right time, and asked the two masters to wash their hands. Shen Mingshu took the towel beside him and wiped Luo Xin clean.

Luo Xin looked up at her, dimples on her cheeks, "Sister, you are so amazing."

"Why did you say that suddenly?" Shen Mingshu carefully wiped off the remaining water stains between her fingers, and asked without raising her head.

"The purple potato and yam cake my sister made just now looks good, and the crab roe cake you made before is also beautiful and delicious, so amazing." Luo Xin's clear eyes looked straight at Shen Mingshu, full of admiration.

Shen Mingshu washed the veil, gently wiped off the purple potato mash on her cheeks, and said with a smile, "It's nothing, if you want to learn, I can teach you."

"I'm a slow learner, sister, you are so busy, so I can't trouble you so much." Luo Xin gave her a embarrassed look.

Shen Mingshu hung the handkerchief back on the edge of the basin, and said with a smile, "It's okay, I'll teach you slowly, you learn slowly, we still have a lot of time in the future."

Luo Xin's cheeks were slightly flushed, and she couldn't hide the smile on her lips, she nodded happily.

While waiting, a servant girl hurried over and whispered a few words beside Qiu Nong. Qiu Nong frowned slightly, nodded at her, and went into the kitchen.

"Miss, shopkeeper Lou is here, waiting in the side hall."

The faint smile on Shen Mingshu's face slowly disappeared, and his brows were slightly frowned.

Luo Xin looked at the steamer, it would take some time to get out of the oven, so she said, "Sister, go and do your work first, I'll watch over here."

Shen Mingshu nodded, and stood up, "I'll go and go. After it's steamed, you don't move. Just let the cook get out. Don't burn yourself."

Luo Xin nodded obediently, watched her lead Shen Liqiu away, then sat back on her chair, staring at the steamer seriously with her dark eyes.

No one spoke in the kitchen, only the crackling of firewood under the stove could be heard. When Father Shen pushed the wooden wheelchair to the door, he saw Luo Xin sitting motionless in front of the stove with his back to the door.

The servants who stood by quickly saluted him, "Master."

Shen's father waved his hand. Hearing this, Luo Xin trembled as if frightened, jumped off the chair and turned around to look, "Daddy."