Peasant Woman s Decreed Life as a Wife

Chapter 1032: Chapter 1029: Signature Dish
And her father, to curry favor with the magistrate of Yuzhou, went along with everything the Lin family said.

Even her mother also…

Zheng Mingyue pursed her lips, suppressed her thoughts at the bottom of her heart, and asked Lin Mianmian, “Mianmian, shall we go have a look?”

The other young misses nearby were very curious and encouraged Lin Mianmian to go over.

But before they could make it upstairs,

Lin Mianmian ran into Yan Yujie, blocking the way for the group.

At that moment.

Ye Muyu had escaped her troubles and, following Zhao Qingqing, met Madam Zhao on the second floor.

Not only that, but there were also Madam Lin, Madam Yan, as well as the ladies from all of Yuzhou’s influential families.

Although Ye Muyu was young, if one were to consider the relationships within the official circle, she was actually their peer, and those she had met before were merely the younger generation.

Needless to say, Ye Muyu’s arrival surprised everyone.

After she paid her respects to everyone, Madam Yan naturally wouldn’t turn her away at the door and arranged a seat for her, but didn’t engage in much conversation with her. With the attitudes of Madam Lin and Madam Yan preceding, the other ladies naturally isolated her as well.

Ye Muyu didn’t mind; she even enjoyed the quiet.

Upstairs, the view for moon viewing was clearly better, and one could also see the young misses below reciting poetry and painting, as well as other brightly lit pleasure boats in the distance, the scene bursting with liveliness.

Ye Muyu sipped her tea while peeling and eating fruits.

After Zhao Qingqing finished speaking with Madam Zhao, she retreated to Ye Muyu’s side, casually took a seat, and whispered to her.

“Sister Ye, aren’t you bored? Shall I tell you a story?”

Ye Muyu saw the concern in her eyes, seemingly afraid that she would overthink, and thus found an excuse to look after her mood, her face breaking into a smile, “Qingqing, thank you.”

Zhao Qingqing felt a little embarrassed, “Sister Ye, you figured it out? Don’t be sad; I’ll keep you company. My mother and the others are all old-fashioned; their conversation is pretty dull.”

“I’m not sad; I’m too lazy to deal with them anyway. What would you like to eat? I’ll peel it for you,” Ye Muyu picked a dry fruit, peeled it, and offered it to her.

Zhao Qingqing had intended to resist but couldn’t when it was brought to her lips; she took a bite and was fully satisfied with the delicious taste, “This is really good.”

“Sister Ye, you’re really nice; they just don’t see it.”

Ye Muyu tapped her forehead lightly with a smile, “Between people, getting along is all about fate; we shouldn’t force it.”

“Look at you and me, Qingqing. If we didn’t have fate, how could you be so happy to be with me, right?”

“Right, Sister Ye, we are fated. Can you tell me stories about your old home? I’ve only been to the capital and Yuzhou; I’ve never visited Jiangnan,” Zhao Qingqing asked with admiration.

Ye Muyu said, “You’re probably more interested in what delicious food there is, right?”

“Hehe,” Zhao Qingqing stuck out her tongue playfully, “Sister Ye, you really understand me.”

Ye Muyu then told Zhao Qingqing all about the famous delicacies of Nanchang County and the fresh treats, causing Zhao Qingqing to drool, as she wiped her mouth, “Sister Ye, the fish with pickled cabbages, lotus leaf steamed pork, West Lake vinegar fish, Dongpo pork you mentioned… they all smell too delicious, right?”

“Actually, the big restaurants in Yuzhou City should have them,” Ye Muyu said with a light smile, peeling the dry fruits with rhythmic, graceful movements, “But whether they are authentic or not, that’s another matter.”

She had never tasted the food at Yuzhou Restaurant and couldn’t judge.