Peasant Woman s Decreed Life as a Wife

Chapter 1030: Chapter 1027 Zhao Qingqing

The lanterns and the bright moon in the sky formed a striking contrast, warm and pleasant to look at.

Lin Mianmian had already disappeared without a trace.

Ye Muyu didn’t mind and asked Su Mei to serve a plate of the prepared snacks.

Today, she had made Chestnut Cake, almond tofu, yolk pastries, and small cakes with various flavors.

She also brought a pot of sour plum soup and a pot of green tea to cut through the greasiness.

She ate slowly. The painting boat didn’t seem to have much food prepared, so she wanted to fill her stomach first, so as not to be distracted by hunger.

As she was eating, a voice rang out beside her.

“Who are you? Did you prepare all these snacks yourself?” The newcomer’s voice was crisp, carrying a smile.

Ye Muyu turned to look, only to see a girl in a yellow dress approaching, with no one accompanying her.

Yet, Ye Muyu recognized her identity, the Zhao family’s only daughter yet to be married, and also Elder Master Zhao’s granddaughter.

Her father held office in the Capital, while she came to fulfill her filial duty.

“Miss Zhao, please have a seat.”

“You know me?” Zhao Qingqing didn’t stand on ceremony and sat down on the stool beside her, eyeing the cakes on the table with some envy. She asked again, “Are all these cakes yours?”

“Indeed.” Ye Muyu gave her own name, “Does Miss Zhao want to try some?”

“Mhm mhm.” Zhao Qingqing nodded eagerly, afraid Ye Muyu might retract the offer, and quickly reached out to take a piece of red cake. After taking a bite and savoring the soft and fresh sweetness of the cake, her eyes lit up, “Madam, what is this cake? It’s so delicious. And, the taste is very strange; I’ve never had anything like it before.”

“When I say strange, I don’t mean it’s not tasty, but strange that I’ve never eaten it before,” Zhao Qingqing quickly explained again, fearing she might be misunderstood.

Ye Muyu found her somewhat endearing and smiled more sincerely, “Young miss must have eaten this before, this taste comes from a fruit called berries.”

“The flavors in these few cakes are all derived from fruits as well.”

“This one has a watermelon flavor.”

“Watermelon?” Zhao Qingqing avidly nodded her head, “I know this one! In the summer, your residence sent some to grandfather, and they’re also sold in Yuzhou City.”

“But there were so few, I bought several to store away, and before I had my fill, they were no longer for sale.”

“Then, may I try this watermelon-flavored one?” Zhao Qingqing pointed to the cake, coquettishly asking her.

Ye Muyu’s smile warmed with approval, “Certainly, Miss Zhao may eat whatever she likes, but don’t eat too much lest you upset your stomach.”

“Would it be all right if I had one of each kind?” Zhao Qingqing spoke with some difficulty, evidently reluctant to stop.

Ye Muyu naturally wouldn’t object.

Only when she noticed which cakes Zhao Qingqing did not like did she begin to pick those up to eat leisurely.

“All these cakes are so delicious.” Zhao Qingqing cleaned the plate, her appetite robust; she seemed somewhat reluctant to finish the last one.

“If Miss Zhao likes them, I can have more sent over tomorrow,” Ye Muyu offered.

“Really?” Zhao Qingqing’s eyes shone, and she looked at Ye Muyu as if she had offered a treasure of immense value, “Madam, you can just call me Qingqing. You’re so kind.”

“It is you, Qingqing, who are kind-hearted. These are just some snacks; if you like them, feel free to tell me,” Ye Muyu said with a light smile.

“Madam, you’re different from what people say about you outside.”

“Oh? How so?” Ye Muyu guessed it already, but she went along with the conversation to avoid any awkwardness.

Resting her chin in her hand, Zhao Qingqing said, “I’ve heard people say that Madam is from the countryside, definitely very ugly, and doesn’t know any proper etiquette at all.”