Then, An Jing rubbed An Yiyun's little face with great distress, and said while rubbing: "Yun'er can't cry like this again in the future. If you cry like this, my mother will feel uncomfortable."

An Yiyun giggled when she was rubbed. This was not enough. He also took the opportunity to say, "Mom, Yun'er wants to eat egg-filled cakes."

"Mom, Qing'er wants to eat too!" An Yiqing immediately shouted to An Jing.

"Xing'er also wants to eat it!" Su Yixing followed closely behind.

Su Yijing didn't say anything, but his eyes were bright and bright, and he clearly wanted to eat egg-filled cakes.

The four little guys wanted to eat egg-filled biscuits so much, An Jing naturally couldn't bear to disappoint the four little guys, so she agreed immediately: "I'll make it for you later."

"Okay!" The four children were very happy. They even asked, "Let your father fry the meat, and the meat is delicious."

An Jing laughed, but agreed, "Let your father fry the tenderloin, okay?"

Now, the four children danced happily.

Seeing that the little guy An Yiyun in his arms was completely happy, An Yiyun put the little guy An Yiyun on the ground. Ren An Yiyun and the other three children jumped and jumped happily.

Anjing didn't stand up, but continued to squat there. She looked at the four children first, then turned to look at her husband, and smiled and said, "My husband, I have to work hard to fry the tenderloin."

"Not working hard." Xiao Changyi only had three faint words, but it made people feel warmer than anything else.

An Jing smiled a little bigger, and her eyes turned to look at the four children, but the words in her mouth were saying to Xiao Changyi: "I just wanted to change their tricks before so that they wouldn't get anorexia. Unexpectedly, they fell in love with the egg-filled cakes, and let us cook for them every now and then."

The method of making egg-filled cakes is very simple. It is to bake the egg pancakes, then apply some sauce on the egg pancakes, roll them with lettuce and tenderloin and you can eat them.

Generally, the tenderloin used quietly is pork tenderloin.

Xiao Changyi didn't say anything. He just listened to An Jing's speech, and watched their four children play like An Jing.

...

There are cooks in Prince Yi's mansion, and there are many more. Since An Jing and Xiao Changyi moved into Prince Yi's mansion, they only cooked them occasionally, and most of the time they were cooked by the chef.

In order to make it easier for you to do it yourself occasionally, An Jing and Xiao Changyi built a kitchenette in the side courtyard not far from the main courtyard where they lived.

Anjing originally planned to build it in the main courtyard, but the layout of the main courtyard was so beautiful. Anjing didn't want the kitchen to destroy its beauty, so she built a small kitchen in the side courtyard not far from the main courtyard.

I lived in Prince Yi's Mansion for a while, so they went to the kitchen three times, and the three times they went there were four little guys who wanted to eat what they made with their own hands.

After someone prepared flour, pork tenderloin, lettuce, etc., An Jing and Xiao Changyi went to the kitchen to work hard.

The four little guys have been in the same room for a long time now. After staying in the kitchen for a while, they ran out to play. Two guards from the royal palace followed behind and watched. An Jing and Xiao Changyi didn't have to worry about anything.

"My husband, let's make more and let Yan Yao eat with us." An Jing said to Xiao Changyi while kneading the noodles.

Anjing sympathizes with Tuoba Yao.
Chapter completed!