In the early morning, Qingyan was the first to wake up. She turned around and saw that Yin was still asleep. Today was the time to rest. She crawled over Yin's body gently and walked out of the bedroom with her embroidered shoes. Su Lan listened to the sound inside and drove Xiao Sula out immediately.

"Master!" Su Lan saluted Qingyan first, and quickly tied a Ruyi bun with a golden hairpin, and turned around and went out.

"Are the things ready?" The master and servant walked out of the inner hall and Qingyan asked directly.

Since we came to the south, Qingyan rarely went to the kitchen. On the one hand, we had to deal with officials and sisters-in-law. We were wasted too much time and we had less time to spend with Yin and the children.

"Yes." Sulan nodded.

The night before, Qingyan specially explained to Su Lan to prepare the ingredients and today she would prepare breakfast for Yin and the children.

In the kitchen, there were only the master and servant. Su Lan made the potatoes into mashed potatoes and put some pepper chicken sauce on it, which was somewhat similar to the modern KFC mashed potatoes.

The twins all like this kind of complementary food, and in addition, they squatted on the stove next to them and cooked millet porridge overnight.

She made honey pork ribs, mixed with onion and fungus, and a few plates of sour pickled pickles in winter.

Soon, she was busy making some fancy steamed buns. In modern times, Qingyan liked to make pastry, and these pastries were also carefully learned.

The chef in the pasta kitchen followed her instructions and appeared in their sight with fruit juice and light pink roses.

Su Lan could only fight beside her. These exquisite steamed buns looked very attractive. The light yellow noodles next to her were made into roses, while the purple potato noodles were made into orchids.

After she finished, she directly told the chef in the kitchen to stare at the pot and never dry the pot.

"Master, you're ready." Sulan took the warm water and went to the twins' room.

Yiken opened his eyes and saw that the first person he saw was no longer the nanny beside him, but Qingyan, and a smile appeared on his little face.

After the southern tour, Yiken did not meet his mother as soon as he woke up. Even the nannies said that her mother was really busy and had been entangled by the officials.

Today, he finally returned to his mother's care with his sister, and he was in a very happy mood.

"Mom!" Yiken stretched out his arms and was carried into his arms by Qing Yan. She wiped his fat face with a silk squid soaked in warm water.

"Yiken, are you sleeping well?" Qingyan held the little guy and asked the little guy lowly.

Uh-huh!

Yiken nodded directly, and his bright Danfeng eyes kept paying attention to her.

"If only my mother could take care of us like this!" Hutuli Fengsheng Zalafen also stood up, watching her brother being held in her arms by her mother and being in her hands, hoping that her mother could always be with them.

"Okay, my mother will accompany you." Su Lan took over Yiken and changed into the prepared regular clothes for the little prince.

Qingyan was holding her little daughter with a milky smell and was almost warmed by her little daughter.

"Mom, I want to go out and play." Hutulifengsheng Zalafen always remembers the incident of their trip to the suburbs.

"Okay, Ahma is up, let's go there, okay?" Qingyan still remembers that Yin can take a break for a few days, and should be able to go to the suburbs to rest for a few days.

"Call Ama!" Yiken said, clapping his palms beside him, "We are all up, Ama hasn't gotten up yet, so I'm too lazy."

Puff!

Qingyan smiled directly. Yin and Yiken'er and his son were always so inconsistent and often stared at each other.

If one person does not do well, the other person will definitely complain.

"No, Yikan, Ama hasn't had a rest for a long time, so you have to be good." Qingyan put her index finger on her lips to calm Yikan, "Ama is for you to have a lot of food at work. Should she let Ama have a good rest?"

Qingyan comforted the twins, and Yin leaned against the door, stopping the conversation between his wives and children in the room.

"Mom, we are going out to play and wake up Ama." Hutuli Fengsheng Zalafen also shook Qingyan's clothes, preparing to let her mother compromise.

"Ama!" Yiken turned his head and saw Yin appear, and he smiled.

Yin walked in and carried Yiken into his arms.

"Where do you want to go?" Yin also said.

"Let's go to the villa of Guoluo Mafa. There, Yiken's seldom asks for fun without bringing so many people." Yiken's seldom asks. Today, his request made Yin very sad.

"Okay, let's go after breakfast!" Yin got up early in the morning and didn't see Qing Yan beside him. He understood that it must be the twin room.

The whole family had finished washing, and the four of them sat at the dining table. Hutuli Fengsheng Zalafen appeared. On the plate, there were some colorful steamed buns.

"Ah!" Hutuli Fengsheng Zalafen shouted, "Mother, Huahua!"

Yin also appears, today's breakfast is different from the past.

"Xiao Guai, thank you for your hard work!" Yin understood that the servants in the small kitchen did not dare to make flower-shaped steamed buns. Even if they pleased the little princess, they were only working on complementary food.

"You two can eat a small steamed bun." Qingyan made two models, and the younger one was specially made for the two children.

A bowl of millet porridge, a small steamed bun, and a bowl of mashed potatoes.

The twins were very satisfied with eating. Yin used delicious side dishes and looked at his little daughter's face full of food. He also smiled on his always stern face.

"My mom, I like it!" Hutuli Fengsheng Zalafen understood that these must have come from her mother's hands, and she was also very happy.

Qingyan received praise from her daughter and a happy smile appeared on her face.

"Tomorrow, my mother will do it for you, okay?" Qingyan likes a self-sufficient life very much. Yin doesn't look cold and noble like outside, but he looks like a dad.

The twins nodded directly, and the mother never tires of eating the meal she made.

"I'd better not want it anymore. Just leave it to the people below. Just come and do it occasionally." Yin felt sorry for Qingyan and refused to let her always cook.

She shook her head and said, "It's not done every day, and I made breakfast for my family and I'm in a good mood." She won't take the banquet to heart.

Yin couldn't persuade him, and in the end he had to compromise.

Oh, too!

The two children stretched out their hands to cheer, knowing that their Ama did not say that she would win, and that she would have some delicious food tomorrow.

The Qing Banquet was having fun, and the twins were able to eat by themselves. Although she would change clothes every time she ate alone, she still cultivated the children's ability to do things independently.
Chapter completed!