My whole family eavesdropped on my thoughts, and I won money on the road to exile.

Chapter 52 Third Uncle, do you want to drink goat milk?
  "Give me the baby rice."

Everyone wore thin prison clothes, only Mrs. Su and later Housekeeper Su and Nanny Su wore their own clothes. In her early years, Mrs. Su followed her husband to conquer the world for the late emperor, and she suffered from injuries and colds. Usually whenever she goes out, Nanny Su will bring a big cloak, ready to add clothes to her master at any time.

Song Jinhe naturally understood what her mother-in-law meant, and she didn't give in now. After all, baby Mi was only a hundred days old and was still too young. It was too cold at night, and she was afraid that the child would freeze out.

Song Jinhe put Baby Mi into his mother-in-law's arms, and Mrs. Su immediately covered Baby Mi with a large cloak.

"Come on, Si Nan, Jinchuan, Ruoyuan, and Su An, come over to grandma."

Mrs. Su called her grandchildren to come over, and even the nine-year-old book boy Su An came over.
  The children all obediently gathered around Mrs. Su like chickens surrounding their mother hens. Fortunately, Mrs. Su's cloak was large and thick, and the inside was made of soft sheepskin with fine curly hair. The children sat on the thick straw, gathered around Mrs. Su, and covered themselves with cloaks. My little body feels warm.

[Mom, sit over here and give me your hand]

Su Mi called Song Jinhe, and Song Jinhe moved closer to her mother-in-law without hesitation, stretched out her right hand under her mother-in-law's cloak, and held one of Su Mi's small hands.

Instantly, I felt heat and heaviness in my sleeve. I hurriedly touched it with my left hand and found a soft pastry.

Jade bean cake, chestnut cake, two-color bean cake, bean paste roll?

Song Jinhe was surprised to find that the pile of pastries she carried in her sleeves weighed two kilograms. They were of different styles and turned out to be the fourth category of pastries from Liufulou, the shop where she was dowed.

My goodness,

Can all the things that her precious daughter took away be used now?
  Song Jinhe felt ecstatic in her heart. She was so happy that she held her precious daughter and collected most of the things from the Zhenguo Palace and all the shops for her dowry. If those things could be taken out and used at any time on the way to exile. Not to mention their 17 masters and servants, even 170 of them could walk to the place of exile without any worries about food and clothing.

What I worry about is whether entering and exiting like this will cause any harm to the daughter, such as damaging her luck and longevity.

Afraid of being seen, he thought his daughter was a monster and burned her.

For a moment, the always smart and capable lady in charge of the house was stunned.

[Mom, you’re hungry. Eat something quickly. He also gave it to everyone to eat. Everyone was hungry. 】

Song Jinhe came back to his senses only after hearing the reminder from his precious daughter's soft and sweet voice.

is not that right?

Ever since Zhenbei was sent to the palace by someone sent by the emperor at noon, she had been in a state of anxiety and half the day was full of water.

The house was searched in the evening and no one had eaten dinner. Another busy day, a tiring day, and a scary day. Now there are a few more injured.

I'm cold and hungry. If I don't eat something, I'll be exiled early tomorrow morning, but I'll have to rely on my legs to walk.

What's more, I don't know whether they will be given a prison meal before they hit the road tomorrow morning.

If you don't give it, the adults can barely hold on. These children can't do it, and there are a few injured ones.

Thinking of this, Song Jinhe couldn't think about it anymore. Hurry and share the cakes with everyone,

"When I came here, my eldest brother gave me a bag of pastries. I was so confused that if it wasn't for the food in the third room, I wouldn't have thought of it. Mother, please eat some quickly. Everyone should also take a bite."

There are not many pastries, one for each person, and if the children share more, they will be gone. Stuffing it into your mouth, the sugar and oil melted with the heat, giving it a happy taste, which immediately comforted everyone's stomachs.

The Zhenguo Duke's Mansion never treated its servants harshly. Not to mention the master, even servants like Aunt Su and the others ate these pastries often. I didn’t think there was anything good about it in the past. Now trapped in this prison, cold, hungry and injured, it has become the most beautiful taste in the world.

"There's also this goat's milk that Eunuch Qian gave to our Mi Baobao. It's still warm. Let's all drink some so that we can be strong enough to go on the road tomorrow."

After successfully picking up my mother-in-law from the palace, my eldest brother took care of everything. Although the whole family was injured, they are now together. Song Jinhe's heart settled down, and she regained her shrewdness as a matron.

Mi Baobao doesn't drink goat's milk, so he can't help but let go of these things.

Song Jinhe naturally asked Nanny Song to share it with everyone.

Qianyin Pavilion killed someone who was not doing things well and scared the little eunuch behind him to be as careful as he could be. Not only did he prepare four bags of goat milk for Mi Baobao. We also thoughtfully prepared a cloth bag containing a set of small cups and spoons for drinking goat milk. A small cotton towel for wiping your mouth. Moreover, considering the inconvenience of carrying porcelain on the way to exile, cups and spoons were all made of wood. Of course, they are produced in the palace, and the wooden ones are also of high quality.
  Song Jinhe also returned to his usual carefulness at this moment, leaving two cups and one spoon alone, and the other four cups and one spoon were given to everyone.

Such exquisite carved small cups, especially a complete set, would definitely fetch a good price in modern times.

Sumi suppressed the thought of telling her mother not to use these cups. She has enough space for cups and bowls, and there are plenty of them in offices and supermarkets, but with as many pairs of eyes as three bedrooms in front of her, she doesn't dare to take out modern things. Even the things she collected from the Zhenguo Duke's Mansion cannot be used in front of these people now.

Tsk, seeing everyone drinking goat's milk, Su Mi thought of the dishes at the wedding banquet of the Zhenguo Duke's Mansion that had been collected in the space. At this moment, a seductive aroma is brewing in her space. The little mouth couldn't help but drool. She doesn't want to drink milk powder, she really wants to eat, eat meat and eat chili.

In modern times, she is a carnivore who is neither spicy nor happy.

Alas, when will teeth grow?
  Alas, when can we chew the meat and bones?

If you really can’t eat it, you can use your mouth to eat it! Satisfy your craving!
  pastry?

Goat milk?

Listening to Song Jinhe's words, everyone in the third room of the Su family craned their necks, especially when they smelled the scent of sesame oil on the cakes. Things that they used to look down upon now smelled greedy.

And that goat milk!
  "Yeah, it's so delicious. These bean paste rolls are so soft and chewy. My face is swollen and my teeth are moving. These are just soft enough to eat."

Su Chengyi bit into the bean paste roll that his wife handed him, and took another sip of the warm goat milk in the wooden bowl.

"It's better to be my uncle, who is thoughtful."

Being so close, Su Chengliang watched his cousin eat pastries and drink goat's milk, and immediately felt that the dry and hard steamed buns in his mouth no longer tasted good.

"Chengyi, give me a sip of goat's milk. My throat is so dry that I choked to death."

It was really uncomfortable to stretch his neck and swallow dry steamed buns. Especially just now, he was afraid of being snatched by his concubines and children. He even ate and picked at them. He quickly picked out most of the steamed buns and hid them, and the other half was quickly stuffed into his stomach. inside.

Only then did I feel my throat being stretched and itchy and painful.

"Uncle Third, do you want to drink goat's milk?"

(End of this chapter)