novelDrop of Cinnabar in the Heart (7)
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Drop of Cinnabar in the Heart (7)
Yu Xiaocao was enjoying the treatment of a national treasure——her husband supported her, and her two younger brothers guarded both sides like fierce bodyguards. The guards of prince residence protected her in the center, like a myriad of stars surrounding the moon. Even her four-year-old son was 'protecting' her. For a moment, she felt as if she was the queen of the universe...
"Alright, Your Highness, wake up from your daydream. We have arrived at Medicinal Cuisine House!" Zhu Junyang had long been used to the 'nonsense' that his wife said from time to time.
"Humph! It doesn't cost any money to daydream, yet you're not even going to let me do it for a little while? Stupid male chauvinism——not considerate at all!" Under the head manager's hospitality, Yu Xiaocao slowly walked up to the second floor.
Medicinal Cuisine House was already packed with people even before mealtime. Especially the private rooms on the second and third floors, they had long been reserved. Had it not been for the fact that Yu Xiaocao was the owner of Medicinal Cuisine House, they would not have been able to reserve a good room for this sudden trip.
The head manager of Medicinal Cuisine House had forethought and saved the room with the best view in advance. See, didn't it come in handy now?
The head manager followed his masters up to the second floor with a smile on his face, "Yesterday, Medicinal Cuisine House ordered pastries from The Yu's Pastry Shop, and they just arrived. Masters and Young Master, what pastries would you like?"
When Little Baozi heard The Yu's pastries, his eyes lit up and he looked eagerly at his lady mother. Little Baozi was very well-behaved——he let his lady mother order first.
After thinking about it, Yu Xiaocao didn't have anything special she wanted to eat. So, she lowered her head to look at her son, "Little Baozi, haven't you longed for The Yu's pastries for a long time? What do you want to eat? Order some."
Little Baozi reached out his chubby little hand and worked hard to count three fingers. He said in a babyish tone, "Lady Mother, you promised Baozi yesterday that I can eat three kinds of pastries."
"It's three pieces, not three kinds!" Yu Xiaocao corrected.
"I want to eat egg tarts, caramel pudding, and..." Little Baozi bit his fingers with a troubled expression. 'There are so many delicious pastries at Lady Mother's pastry shop. I want to eat them all. What should I do?'
That's right! His two uncles hadn't said what they wanted to eat. They were his elders, so they should take good care of him, their little nephew. Baozi should just order for them too!
An angelic smile appeared on Little Baozi's tender face, "And also a piece of cream cake... Uncle Shitou, Uncle Lin, do you guys want to eat pork floss Beckham and animal crackers?"
Seeing them nod, he quickly interjected, "Then let's order a serving of pork floss Beckham and crackers for my two uncles!"
Yu Fan rubbed his nephew's head——this clever boy. Both of these were foods that he liked to eat, yet he had to insist that he was ordering for them. Needless to say, he had inherited his intelligence from Second Sister. Second Sister had a weak constitution when she was a child, but she was very smart. She made all the decisions in the family!
Yu Xiaocao had sent down instructions in advance, so Little Baozi only noticed that the pastries had shrunk in size when the pastries were served. Originally, the normal size of an egg tart was about the same size as his palm, but it was now about half the size of his hand.
Also, the cream cakes that he saw at the pastry shop were even bigger than his small hands. However, he could finish the one in front of him in two or three bites. The pork floss Beckham that he ordered for his uncle was also only one-third of the size of the original... what was going on?
"Lady Mother, it's time to change the people at the pastry shop! How can the pastries become smaller and smaller? If the customers get cheated once, they won't buy our pastries next time!" Little Baozi scooped a mouthful of cake and put it into his mouth. 'Well, the taste hasn't changed——it's just as delicious! But isn't it too small?'
Zhu Junyang picked up his son and patted his fleshy butt. He said with a smile, "Stop eating. The army has already entered the city!"
Little Baozi instantly threw the matter of the pastries shrinking in size to the back of his mind. He rushed towards the window and yelled, "Entered the city? Where? Let me see what the big general looks like!"
Yu Xiaocao was startled by his sudden action. Seeing that her husband had held the child tightly and didn't let him jump out, she poked her son's little head and said, "You ah! So fearless! This is the second floor. If you fall down, your head will surely crack open! If you do this again, then we won't bring you out!"
Little Baozi casually agreed as he tried hard to look out the window. Zhu Junyang decided to just let him sit on the window. The view was good here and Little Baozi had good eyes. Seeing the army coming over in an orderly fashion, he excitedly exclaimed, "They're here! They're coming!"
The window next door was also opened, and upon hearing his voice, a little head stuck out. When the little guy saw Little Baozi sitting on the window, he also pestered his older brother to let him sit on the window.
With no other choice, his older brother carried him onto the window and cast a look of dissatisfaction in their direction. When he saw Fang Haolin, he snorted coldly, "I was wondering who it was. So it turned out to be you, this boorish man!"
"Humph, loser! What are you looking at? A weakling like you can come, so why can't I?" Fang Haolin, who had taken over his brother-in-law's place, held his young nephew's arm as he shot back sarcastically.
Little Baozi looked at the adjacent window curiously. He nodded politely at the young boy, who was two years older, and meditated in a childish voice, "Uncle Lin, don't quarrel with others. You must be reasonable!"
Fang Haolin lowered his head to look at his nephew and said loudly, "One can only speak reason with those who understand. For certain unreasonable people, you should use your fists to make them surrender!"
The youth recognized the chubby child in Fang Haolin's arms and knew that Imperial Prince Xu was also in the room next door. He endured it and didn't hurl insults back at the other party. Imperial Prince Xu wasn't someone who they, the family of a third-ranked military official, could offend!
Little Baozi continued, "Uncle Lin, fighting is wrong!"
"Some people need a beating!" Seeing that the other party had remained silent, Fang Haolin felt as if he was punching cotton.
Zhu Junyang was afraid that his younger brother-in-law would lead his son astray. He coldly snorted, "Since you like fighting so much, you should go stay at Xishan Barracks for a few months! There are countless fights there every day, so you can fight to your heart's content!"
Growing youths all had a yearning for the military camp in their hearts. Especially Fang Haolin, who was born in a military family and fell asleep listening to his father's battlefield stories every day. He had long wanted to go prove his 'strength' in the military camp!
He still didn't know about his misery in the next few months, and excitedly said, "Older Brother-in-law! Can I really go to Xishan Barracks to experience military life? You aren't lying to me?"
"It's not a good idea, right?" Yu Xiaocao looked at Fang Haolin. He was still a growing child——it wasn't good to let him suffer too much.
"Older Sister, don't worry! My martial arts was personally taught by Older Brother-in-law. Even if you don't believe me, shouldn't you believe in my older brother-in-law? Moreover, I'm just going to the barracks to experience life, and with my relationship with Older Brother-in-law, no one will dare to do anything to me!" Fang Haolin was so happy that he was about to fly.
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