Second Marriage of a Wealthy Old Man

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Meng Yang put the child in the innermost part of the big bed, and he slept in the middle of the big bed and waited for Luo Xiu.

After Luo Xiu went back to the room to wash, he went to bed and hugged Meng Yang for a kiss.

The two kissed for a while, and Meng Yang pushed Luo Xiu's face away and said, "Don't do it tonight, this is the Luo family's ancestral home."

"What happened to the ancestral house?" Luo Xiu asked in confusion.

"We came back to worship our ancestors. If our ancestors did come back, it would be bad to hear about it." Meng Yang was somewhat superstitious whether he was reborn.

Luo Xiu couldn't help laughing and said, "I think the ancestors of the Luo family didn't have such a vulgar taste of listening to the corners of the wall. They must understand it, so you can rest assured."

"It's not good to wake up the child." Meng Yang looked back at the sleeping child and said.

"Let's be quiet, we won't wake him up." Luo Xiu said, pressing down on Meng Yang.

Meng Yang put his hands on his shoulders and asked, "Do you really want to do it?"

"Because this is the ancestral home, we have a bridal chamber tonight." Luo Xiu said in his ear.

Meng Yang couldn't help blushing and didn't reject Luo Xiu again.

The next day before dawn, the helpers and helpers of the Luo family mansion began to busy preparing.

Luo Xiu also got up early. He was going to open the gate, set up an incense table, offer incense, and welcome the ancestors.

About an hour after Luo Xiu left, Meng Yang only got up to wash up. After he washed and changed his clothes, the nanny came in and told him that several cousins ​​and sisters-in-law of Luo Xiu had come to bring him breakfast.

In the past, it was true that on festivals or other important days, there was an etiquette for delivering food to the mistress of the house, but that was an old custom in the past, and now they can do it without it, so they did this purely to please Meng Yang.

Meng Yang thought that people came to bring him breakfast early in the morning. If he refused again, it would appear that he was too impersonal, so he went out to meet them.

"It's early, thank you for thinking about me, have you eaten?" Meng Yang said with a smile, walking to the bed and sitting down.

Several women looked at each other and didn't say whether they had eaten or not. They just smiled and opened the food box they brought, and took out all the contents and placed them on the big round table in the middle.

"This is a goat milk cake. There is no fishy smell at all. It is sweet but not greasy. It melts in your mouth. It is the most suitable for breakfast."

"This wild vegetable shrimp dumpling, the soup inside is very fresh, it's better to eat it while it's hot."

"This is fish soup wide noodles. It is a soup made with wild eel bones, small carp and pig bones. It is mellow and fragrant, and it is very delicious."

"This is fresh meat wonton..."

"This is bird's nest porridge..."

"This is the crab yellow bun..."

Meng Yang watched as they brought out more than a dozen bowls and dishes, all of which were not too much, but each one was full of color and flavor. Meng Yang felt funny in his heart. After he entered this mansion, he felt as if he had come to ancient times. Now that they are like this, he has a feeling of living in ancient times. Although he knew that they were trying to please him, he was a man no matter what, and these women who were a dozen years older than him looked like they were going to serve him for breakfast, which made him very uncomfortable.

Meng Yang was about to ask them to go back for breakfast, but before he could say anything, the maid came in and said that Aunt Huang was here to bring him breakfast.

"Let her come in." Meng Yang said.

Aunt Huang came in with the helper, and saw Luo Xiu's sisters-in-law for a moment, then smiled and said, "The wives came so early, even earlier than me."

Aunt Huang walked up to Meng Yang again and said with a smile, "Mr. explained it before he came, saying that Young Master Meng Yang likes bland food, he can't put extra seasonings, it can't be greasy, it can't be too salty, and it can't be too sweet. It needs to be easy to digest and taste good.”

Meng Yang smiled, thinking that he could not be as picky eater as he said, as long as he was familiar with it, he would eat everything. Just don't put too much oil and seasoning, don't put too salty and sweet food, it's good to digest...

"Master, try this bowl of Longxu Noodles." Aunt Huang brought out a medium-sized round bowl from the food box held by the servant and placed it on the low table beside Meng Yang.

Meng Yang looked into the bowl and saw that there were two-thirds of the soup and one-third of the noodles in the round bowl. The noodles were neat and silky, as if they had been combed with a comb, and only a little oil was floating in the soup. Flowers, and some scallions and egg shreds on top. Meng Yang has a sensitive nose, and when he smells this delicious smell, he knows it must be delicious.

Meng Yang drank two mouthfuls of soup with a spoon, and another mouthful of noodles with chopsticks. He nodded in admiration and said, "This soup is really good. It's better than all the noodle soups I've had before, and the noodles are delicious."

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