The Jiang housekeeper who was waiting at the door was a little surprised to see me so fast, and when he saw the simple dishes and chopsticks on my plate, he understood. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info then he said a little strangely: "Why did the young master eat so easily today?"

I was stunned for a moment before I reacted, and it turned out that he thought this was what Jiang Kuo meant. Thankfully, he didn't see what was inside, otherwise he would have been even more surprised.

I saw that he was skeptical, and hurriedly replied, "The young master said that he had a stomach discomfort and wanted to eat something simple." ”

Unexpectedly, as soon as I said this, his suspicion became even more obvious, "Gastrointestinal discomfort, why don't I know? ”

I knew I was being scammed.

After he finished speaking, he was about to come and lift the lid of my bowl, but I had no choice but to go with him.

"What are you doing?" a disgruntled voice effectively stopped him.

I raised my head and saw that it was Jiang Kuo, his face was resentful, and he seemed to be very unhappy, followed by Yue'er.

The great housekeeper Jiang had already greeted him, "Young master, it's so far away, why did you come by yourself." ”

"I'm dying of hunger. There was a thick complaint in his words, obviously counting me. I bowed my head and didn't say anything.

"Go!" he said, turning and leaving.

Yue'er obediently came over and took my tray.

Butler Jiang said beside him, "Young Master, you have to say that you have a bad stomach, I have watched you grow up since I was a child, and you have to tell me everything." The old lady handed you over to me, if I can't take care of you, where will I have the face to see them......"

Jiang Kuo understood as soon as he heard it, he glanced at me very unpleasantly, and it seemed that he couldn't get angry, "It's nothing...... It's just a little uncomfortable. With that, he continued to walk forward.

Steward Jiang said again, "Young Master, since this is the case, you should be able to eat more, it's too easy for you to eat like this, otherwise I'll ask the cook to add a few more things to you." ”

Jiang Kuo looked at the simple dishes and chopsticks on the tray, his brows furrowed more and more, and he said in a stiff tone, "No need." ”

Steward Jiang saw that his face was not good, maybe he was really hungry, and he didn't dare to speak anymore, he looked at me with some reproach, and didn't say anything.

I feel a little depressed in my heart, why is he unhappy and I am also suffering?

But he couldn't just leave, and it was obviously unwise to ask him for a flute at this time, so he had to follow behind.

The night was very thick, and although there seemed to be palace lamps on both sides of the road, the withered yellow kerosene lamps still looked faint in the night.

I followed them around for a long time before I arrived, this Jiang Yanxuan is really big.

Steward Jiang stopped when he arrived at the door, and I also stopped consciously, and Yue'er followed him with something.

Well, looking at this, I suddenly regretted that I made it too simple, and I wonder if he would be very angry when he saw the contents of the bowl. Yue'er doesn't know if it will suffer.

And my flute.

He suddenly stood up and said coldly, "Madam, why are you standing there?"

I sighed in my heart, Steward Jiang made a face at me, I went up to take Yue'er's tray and followed him in. The door was shut, and Yue'er didn't come in.

Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of the figure standing with his back to me holding his hands on his back, exuding a powerful aura, and I was a little nervous.

"What, scared?" he turned.

I didn't speak.

He chuckled, as if his emotions had eased, "Seeing you so scared is much cuter than that cold look." ”

As soon as I heard this, the anger rose again.

"Come here. ”

I walked up with my head down and put something on the table.

"Young master, you eat slowly, I'll go back first. "I wanted to leave as soon as I finished speaking, and I really didn't want to stay in this depressing place for a second. Although the flute has not yet arrived, I can only find another chance.

"Do you want to leave?" the voice was a little colder, "do you have to make me angry?"

When I heard this, I froze in place. I really want to say that I didn't have to send it myself to see you angry, you asked me to come.

"You cook for others in the alley every day, is it so hard for me to cook now? ”

I looked up at him, could my parents ...... My heart was full of uneasiness.

"Oh, don't be afraid. He suddenly laughed again, and his voice became very gentle, "As long as you listen to me, I will give you your things." ”

“……”

"Come, sit down, and show me what you've cooked, you're starving me. Just listening to his last words, you may think that he is a child who is spoiled by adults.

A deeper fear was waking up in his heart, and the powerful sense of threat that I had seen him for the first time in the alleys of Suzhou had returned. The man in front of him was powerful, sinister, dangerous, cunning, and extremely fickle. After more than half a month in Jiangfu, although I knew that he was not a good person, he sometimes seemed to be soft-hearted. I was almost paralyzed by him.

I turned around under his gaze and walked towards the table step by step, as if I were walking to my own battlefield.

"That's right. He smiled with satisfaction, and then seemed a little helpless, "Actually, I don't want to always treat you like this, who made you so disobedient." ”

I sneered inwardly and slowly sat down across from him.

He waited for a while, and when he saw that I didn't react, he took it upon himself to remove the lid of the bowl, "I'll see, you've cooked ......"

Then his hand holding the lid stopped in the air, and in the bowl was a bowl of white porridge, and when the other bowl was opened, it was some radish pickles.

Thinking back to the breakfast we had together in the dining room of the Jiang Mansion, it is not difficult to imagine that this was probably the coldest supper that Young Master Jiang had ever seen.

He looked at me with an eyebrow, his eyes flickering, "This is the supper you let me eat?"

I sat there, looking at his look of disbelief, thinking about reasons like you have a bad stomach and eating like this is good for your body, and suddenly I didn't want to say it, I just felt very sour in my heart.

That's how my parents used to eat. Bowen sometimes eats at our house, and I see him eating happily. So I never felt that there was anything important about this, and the expression of Young Master Jiang now made me feel indescribable.

I reached for the tray, "That's how we eat at home, if you don't eat it, you'll pour it out." ”

"Did I say I won't eat?" he said unhappily as he held down my tray, "do you want to starve me to death?"

"I'll do it for you again. ”

He snorted coldly, picked up the spoon, scooped a spoonful of porridge and looked at it, fed it to his mouth, seemed to think it was good, and scooped another spoonful.

"Well, yes, I said how can you eat so happily, it turns out that white porridge is more delicious. He looked at me with a sour tone, I didn't understand what he meant, and most of the time I didn't understand what he meant.

Seeing that I didn't react, he unwillingly scooped a spoonful of porridge and handed it to me, "Come, drink porridge." ”

I was startled and quickly stepped back a little, "You eat, I'm full." ”

"Full?" he said sarcastically, "the last time you ate was three hours ago, and you ate a piece of meat, four slices of eggplant, and five slices of cucumber, why are you full?"

I remembered that he had just eaten, so I said a little sarcastically, "I had some snacks later." ”

"Lie!" he suddenly put the spoon back down, "you haven't eaten anything!"

My heart trembled, and sure enough, he asked Yue'er to spy on me.

He looked at me for a moment, and reluctantly picked up the spoon, and I breathed a sigh of relief, but in the blink of an eye he handed the porridge in front of me again, "Eat." ”