"Fang Zheng, Qingqing, it's getting late. I have to go to the tribute court today, so I have to get up earlier."

Oh no!

Feng Qing glared at her eyes and pushed Fang Zheng away suddenly. She whispered: "I forgot to cook."

Fortunately, Fang Zheng reacted quickly, otherwise he would have fallen out of bed after being pushed like this.

Feng Qing knew it and pulled the person in, "Mr., are you okay? I didn't mean it."

"You."

"My husband, get up quickly and don't let Aunt Jin wait for a long time." He didn't care about listening to Fang Zheng's words. As long as he thought of Aunt Jin's clear vision, Feng Qing felt embarrassed to see someone.

She first brought Fang Zheng the clothes she wanted to wear today, and then she wore her own.

When the two of them were in a hurry to go out, Aunt Jin had already put the rice on the table.

Feng Qing didn't know when Aunt Jin got up, but she saw that not only white rice porridge and pickles were placed on the table, but also six buns, six steamed dumplings, and six purple rice cakes.

"I heard Qingqing say you like to eat beef stuffed buns. I went to buy the meat I bought in the morning and added some silver to them and asked them to chop the meat stuffed for me. I took it back to the bag." Aunt Jin was mainly afraid that chopping it would wake Fang Zheng and Feng Qing, so she added money and asked the couple who sold the meat to help chop it.

This purple rice cake was bought by Aunt Jin outside. Zi rice is rare in Jingzhou. Even Aunt Jin can make it without ingredients. Steamed dumplings are made from fresh meat. Aunt Jin himself made the meat filling, and the meat stuffing is also chopped by the meat seller.

"Aunt Jin, there are so many, are you not sleeping?" Feng Qing asked with heartache. She regretted asking Aunt Jin to live at home.

"Where can't sleep? It's just that people get older and sleep less. Anyway, they can't sleep. Why not get up and find something to do."
Chapter completed!