"Luo Gege, I would like to thank you for taking such good care of Chun'er by the irrigation ditch earlier."

"Since Chun'er can't drink, I'll just give you this piece of chicken leg as a token of my gratitude. Please don't think it's too insignificant, Brother Luò."

Zuo Yingchun blushed and said shyly, her eyes shining brightly.

Two rosy blushes appeared on her cheeks, like two blossoming peach blossoms.

Luofeng Tang looked up at Zuo Yinchun in front of her, stunned.

“Miss Zuo, you’re too kind. I didn’t do much, just ran a short distance to deliver a message. Please don’t thank me.”

Luo Fengtang hastily said, his words clearly distancing himself.

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Left Yingchun smiled gently, her gaze lingering on Luofeng Tang for a moment before she hesitated to speak.

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As if heeding something, yet also as if wanting to jointly guard some little secret with Luó Fēng Táng.

She smiled and nodded: "Brother Luo, you don't need to explain so clearly, Chun'er understands."

"No matter what, this chicken leg is Chun'er's little thought for you, Luo Ge please accept it, or else, Chun'er will be really heartbroken..."

Left Yunchun finished speaking, and then mischievously winked at Luofeng Tang before sitting back in her own seat.

Left Lady and Left Junmo watched in astonishment.

I wouldn't have guessed that Zuo Yingchun had become so generous and sensible.

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Zuo Yingchun sat there, smiling, sipping the silver ear soup before her gracefully.

The old lady's reaction was that she wasn't interested in paying any attention.

She was quite satisfied with Left Junmo and Yang Ruqing's reactions.

Yes, I'm going to flirt with your fiancé right in front of you, Yang Ruqing.

I'll kill you!

...and my cousin...

Well, Da Wang's wife said that if you want to get your cousin's attention, you have to find a way to stimulate him.

How to stimulate?

Of course, flirt a little with another handsome man right in front of him.

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Look, my older brother is looking at himself too. That's so good!

Just as Zuoyingchun was secretly pleased with her ingenious plan of using a double-edged arrow, Luofengtang, who sat opposite her, spoke again.

"Well, since it's Miss Zuo's kindness, then I won't refuse." he said.

Then, he picked up the chicken leg, which was almost half a jin heavy, and put it into Yang Ruqing's bowl next to him.

Zuo Yingchun wasn't calm anymore.

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“Brother Luo, this drumstick is for you, not for her…”

"Miss Zuo, since the drumstick was given to me, I should be the one to dispose of it." Luo Fengtang said nonchalantly.

“Qing’er is my fiancée. This drumstick, whether I eat it or she chews on it, we both accept your kindness. That's enough.” He said again.

Then, he turned his gaze and looked at Yang Ruqing with fondness.

Yang Ruqing smiled mischievously, picked up the drumstick and waved it towards Zuo Yingchun on the opposite side.

"Miss Zou, on behalf of my nephew, I thank you. Then I won't be polite!"

She smiled, opened her mouth slightly, and took a bite of the drumstick, revealing neat, white teeth.

He tore off a large chunk of chicken and stuffed it into his mouth, bulging his cheeks.

"Eat slowly, don't choke."

Luo Fengtang smiled and handed Yang Ruoheng a handkerchief.

Yang Ruqing took it and smiled at him, her eyes curving into crescent moons.

Playful and adorable, coupled with the way she munches on chicken legs, is so genuine and carefree.

Here, Zuo Yingchun was so angry that her nose was almost out of joint.

Showing affection?

Lovey-dovey couples die young!

On the mistress's side, Old Madam Zu knew her niece's temperament very well. With a smile, she spoke, instructing Left Junmo: "Junmo, your cousin hasn't been to our place for quite some time. Help her get some of her favorite dishes!"

Only then did Zuo Junmo finally look away from Yang Ruoqing.

Hearing Madam Zu's urging, Zu Junmo hummed in response.

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Glancing at Zuo Yingchun, who was looking at him with anticipation beside him, he absentmindedly stretched out his chopsticks.

A chopstick of vegetables was placed in a dish and put before Zhao Yichun.

No sooner had it been put down than Zuo Yinchun let out a cry.

"Oh no, it's spicy fish pieces? Hurry up and take them away, I don't eat spicy food!"

Zuo Yingchun saw the chili fish and expressed extreme dissatisfaction.

"Cousin, we're not having dinner at the same table for the first time, you know I don't eat spicy food?"

Zuo Yinchun asked Zuo Junmo very aggrievedly.

Zuo Junmo came back to his senses and realized he had made such a low-level mistake.

“I’m ashamed, I made a mistake.” he said.

Instead, she put the spicy fish back on her own plate and gave Zuo Yingchun a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs.

"Hee hee, my cousin still cares about me. I love sweet and sour pork ribs the most."

Zuo Yingchun lifted her chopsticks and started to eat.

Before she had taken a few bites, she suddenly stopped again.

A dubious gaze followed Yang Ruqing's chopsticks across the table.

She discovered that almost all the dishes Yang Ruqing's chopsticks reached for were spicy.

Looking at the table again, Zuo Yinchun noticed something else. Today's meal had a much higher proportion of spicy dishes than usual.

Then I remembered the spicy fish fillet my cousin had just picked up.

Zuo Yingchun understood.

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“I’m not hungry anymore, I’ll be going now!”

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She banged her chopsticks on the table, got up abruptly, and dashed back to the backyard like a gust of wind.

“Gee, Miss Lin’s foot recovered pretty quickly, huh?”

Old Geng, who had been silent all along, voiced everyone's doubts.

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When faced with adversity, everyone chooses to pretend they didn't hear.

Zuo Junmo watched Zuo Yinchun's retreating figure, his brow furrowed.

He withdrew his gaze and gave Yang Ruqing and Luo Fengtang a somewhat apologetic look.

"Perhaps she's had enough to eat, let her go. We shall continue eating." Zuo Junmo beckoned.

“Hmm!”

Okay!

Everyone ate again.

Because there was no longer Zuo Yingchun, the atmosphere at the dinner table surprisingly became more cheerful.

As the elder Mrs. Zuo, who has been through it all, she saw right through the undercurrents swirling between the young people at the table.

Luofeng Tang's doting on Yang Ruqing.

Their own son's feelings for Yang Ruoning.

And on the left was Zheng Chun, caught between them as they vied for his attention...

The old madam's heart was also a mixture of emotions.

“I’m full now, you guys eat slowly and have more!”

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The old madam also returned to the inner courtyard with the help of her maidservant.

The old madam sent the maid to say, “Go and see what the cousin is doing.”

After a short while, the maid returned and whispered a few words in the old lady's ear.

The old lady's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

She waved to the maid and said, "Go about your business. I need a rest."

After the maid had retreated, the old mistress sat on the bed, lost in thought.

I called that maid in again: “Once the midday meal is finished in the front courtyard, have Jun Mo come to me. I have something to tell him.”

Soon, Zuo Junmo arrived at the old lady's house.

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“Mother, you called your son over. What is your command?”

After entering the room, Zuo Junmo stood respectfully before Madam Zuo.

Lady Left was burying her head and gently stroking a jade bangle.

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