Chapter 898
Tang Li was about to show his loyalty again when there was a knock on the office door.
After seeing that it was Secretary Cheng Ying, Tang Li didn't stay any longer, he took out the office and went upstairs.
Because she has stayed a few times, she also has an exclusive room in Tan Palace.
But Tang Li didn't go back to the guest room directly.
I went to the living room first, but I didn't see Xiao Minglan and Song Jingtian, Tang Li came out with his bag in his arms again.
"Have you come back from the hospital?"
Tang Li turned around, and it was Aunt Min who was carrying the fruit platter.
Aunt Min saw that she had nothing to do, and told her: "The old lady is in the kitchen, and Sedum is also there. There are guests here tonight. Because of taboos, at the moment, I am staring at a few cooks to cook."
"Any other officials want to eat here?"
If there are really outsiders at night, Tang Li is not going to show up.
"It's all my own." Aunt Min smiled: "The old lady said that today is a good day for you and your husband, and the wedding is not in a hurry, but after all, you have a name and a share, at least you have to call the eldest lady's family over for dinner. ; And Mrs. Bai, who can be regarded as a matchmaker for this marriage, so she can't be neglected."
Xiao Minglan is undoubtedly a well-rounded mother-in-law.
Moreover, he did not make things difficult for his daughter-in-law.
She even helps her daughter-in-law with everything.
Watching Aunt Min go to the restaurant, Tang Li put the bag in the guest room and helped in the kitchen.
The kitchen in Tan Palace is not much different from those in five-star hotels.
As soon as he entered, Tang Li almost bumped into a pot of avocados.
The five chefs were busy with each other, and the long spoon touched the iron pot, making a crisp sound, and the sweet fragrance of the food and the fragrance of onion came oncoming.
Xiao Minglan was at the long table, laying eggs with a five-year-old chef.
There were about forty eggs that were dyed red.
Tang Li has never eaten pork and has seen Pig Run before. He knows that some people who are very particular will distribute happy eggs to the guests and neighbors on the wedding day, which means that the newlyweds will be prosperous and add more children and grandchildren.
As for Song Jingtian, he was standing on the bench, rubbing an egg with his little hands full of meat nests.
Not long after, the palms of the hands were also dyed red by the happy eggs.
Xiao Minglan caught a glimpse of Tang Li out of the corner of his eye, and handed the happy egg in his hand to the chef, his expression softened: "Why did you come here?"
"I'll take a look." Tang Li walked over to the long table: "Aunt Min told me that there will be a banquet in the evening."
Saying that, he glanced at Song Jingtian's little hand: "Do you want to make a happy egg?"
The little guy turned his head, pursed his mouth, squinted at her, then turned around with the happy egg, leaving her with a rather rounded back.
Tang Li: "..."
Seeing Tang Li's restraint, Xiao Minglan spoke again: "It's just a family banquet, no outsiders, just as usual."
"Um."
The words are answered, but the effect is very small.
For Tang Li, this was an experience he had never had in his previous life.
The Han family Ding Ben was very weak, especially after the accident of Han's father, a lot of relatives and friends broke up. Therefore, after she and Han Jifeng were registered, there was no family banquet.
Moreover, the mood today is not comparable to that at the time.
Even in the future, when she returns to Siam with her uncle, she will often recall the scene today.
Seeing Xiao Minglan go to another long table, Tang Li also walked to the empty kitchen counter.
Song Jingtian turned the happy egg in his hand, his eyes floated to Tang Li early, and when he saw her take out a tin of tea from the refrigerator, he subconsciously stretched his neck.
Tang Li scooped a few spoonfuls of tea leaves into an empty bowl, poured hot water, and covered it with a small bowl. Then, he took the tomatoes and cut them into pieces on the cutting board.
Just as he cut the tomatoes in half, Song Jingtian came over and said, "What are you doing?"
"Fu Fan." Tang Li didn't stop.
This is the custom of Myanmar and Vietnam.
The bride personally cooks a bowl of blessing rice for the groom, which symbolizes a happy life in the future.
I want to generate a thank you card with one click, the result is good, like, no, OK.
Seeing everyone's concern in the past two days, I will take care of myself. It's cold, so you should also keep warm and don't catch a cold.
With a lid on the pot, I mention-
Like Mr. Song, the thermos must be ready to soak in wolfberry.
And then there's more tonight!