Come to think of it.
Zhao Shuning also considered herself extremely fortunate.
Although she had encountered the wrong people, fortunately, most of the children she had raised were upright and kind.
It was a pity, though.
Last time, an accident had prevented her from meeting Gu Zhiruo.
She wondered how that child was managing the state of Cangwu now.
Back at her residence.
Yan Ruyu was already waiting for her in the room.
Seeing Zhao Shuning return, he stood up and said, "Ninger's back?"
"Yeah."
"I've cooked some dishes for you. See if you like them."
On the table behind Yan Ruyu were all kinds of delicious dishes.
Zhao Shuning couldn't help but be impressed.
"These? Did you cook them all?"
Yan Ruyu nodded.
"Ninger, come and have a taste. See how these dishes taste?"
Zhao Shuning stroked her stomach.
She said apologetically, "That... Buran?"
"Hmm? What's up?"
Looking at Yan Ruyu's eager face, Zhao Shuning swallowed back the words.
"Never mind. I'm just hungry. I'll have a taste of Buran's cooking skills."
Zhao Shuning sat down and picked up the chopsticks.
Yan Ruyu sat down beside her.
She took a few small bites of the dishes.
They were indeed delicious. It was not easy for Buran to cook by himself, and it was even more unexpected that he could cook such delicious dishes.
"How about it?" Yan Ruyu's face was full of expectation.
Zhao Shuning suddenly hated herself. Why had she eaten so much at the Western Garden earlier? Now her stomach had no room left for the food Buran had cooked.
Seeing Buran so eager, she really wanted to stuff all the food in front of her into her stomach to make him smile.
But—
She really couldn't eat any more.
Under Yan Ruyu's gaze, she took a few more bites. Then, Zhao Shuning couldn't hold it in anymore. She felt the food rise up to her throat and felt nauseous.
"Ninger, if you like it, eat more. Try this—"
Before he could finish his sentence.
Zhao Shuning suddenly covered her mouth and ran out.
The sweet and sour pork tenderloin in Yan Ruyu's chopsticks stopped in mid-air, and his face froze.
Just then, Feng Zhan walked in through the door.
Yan Ruyu came to his senses, put down his chopsticks, and was about to chase after her to check.
Feng Zhan stopped him.
"Buran, Sister has gone to see her. You don't need to go."
"What's Sister here for?"
"She said she came to discuss with that girl about going back to the state of Yunchao together next month. And about your wedding date. She's thought of many different styles of wedding dresses and is showing the patterns to that girl to choose from."
"I'll go and have a look."
Feng Zhan grabbed Yan Ruyu's hand.
He pulled him back.
He said, "Most of what Sister wants to say to that girl must be very private girl talk. Sister originally planned to come to your girl alone, avoiding us. If you go there suddenly and interrupt their conversation, Sister will surely be angry. Besides, Sister is as gentle as can be with her. Are you still afraid that Sister will eat your girl?"
"No."
"That's good. If not, just sit down obediently. Let them women handle their own matters. What we men should do is just obey."
Yan Ruyu said, "When did Brother have such an awareness?"
"I don't dare say it's awareness. I can only say I've succumbed to reality. I've watched Father treat Mother all my life. When Father beats us, the whip lashes down so hard that it leaves bloodstains on our bodies and he still isn't satisfied. But when Mother accidentally gets a mosquito bite, Father will feel heartache for a long time. I've realized that men had better not get married. Once they do, they might end up like you and Father."
"Me?"
"I'm talking about you, Buran. Think about it. I'm your own elder brother, born of the same parents. But have you ever cooked a meal for me? Have you ever skipped dinner and waited for me to sit down before you started eating?"
Yan Ruyu fell silent.
Searching his past memories, he found that he really hadn't done such things for his elder brothers.
The most he had ever done with his elder brothers was to bicker.
Their words were as sharp as needles, going head - to - head.
Feng Zhan casually picked up a pair of chopsticks and tasted the dishes on the table. They were really delicious.
It would be a great shame to waste such a big table of food.
"Can I have a taste, Brother?"
"Brother has already eaten, hasn't he?"
Yan Buran was full of worries and kept looking outside from time to time.
Feng Zhan said while eating, "Buran, you should eat too. You've just finished dealing with matters and haven't even had a sip of water, yet you were in a hurry to cook delicious food for that girl by yourself. You wouldn't even let others touch this big table of food. Now look, the food is almost cold."
"Brother, just eat your food. There's no need to keep talking."
Feng Zhan shrugged.
Seeing that Zhao Shuning still hadn't come back, Yan Ruyu asked, "Brother, do you think the food suits your taste?"
Feng Zhan nodded and gave Yan Ruyu a thumbs - up.
"My younger brother Buran's cooking skills are really top - notch. That girl is really lucky. Think about it. When Father and Mother were in the Enchanting Forest, Mother could only cook millet porridge, yet Father was completely smitten with her. Let alone you, who can cook such a big table of dishes."
Yan Ruyu felt a bit more relieved.
But his face was still a bit worried.
Feng Zhan put down his chopsticks.
He asked, "What's wrong?"
"Ninger ate a few bites of the food just now."
"Hmm? What's wrong? That girl must have been extremely happy, right?"
"She vomited." Yan Ruyu looked extremely hurt.
It didn't matter that he had spent the whole evening cooking the food and waiting for Ninger to come back. The problem was, was his cooking really that disgusting to Ninger?
The chopsticks in Feng Zhan's hand dropped onto the table with a snap.
The surprise on his face was obvious.
"Brother, aren't you just trying to comfort me? In fact, my cooking isn't really that good, right?"
Feng Zhan quickly shook his head.
Why did his younger brother seem a bit stupid now? Was it really necessary to be so depressed because of a meal?
"Maybe it doesn't suit that girl's taste?"
Yan Ruyu shook his head.
"I cooked these dishes according to the taste Ninger likes."
Feng Zhan looked around. No wonder most of these dishes were meat dishes.
That's why. Buran always preferred light - flavored dishes and usually ate light food.
Many times, Feng Zhan had even suspected that Buran could survive just by drinking dew.
"That shouldn't be. I tasted them. Your dishes look good, smell good, and taste good, and they're all what that girl likes. She shouldn't have vomited after just a few bites."
Hearing Feng Zhan say this, Yan Ruyu felt even more dejected.