At this time, a slightly embarrassed voice interjected, "Madam, the young master hasn't eaten for two days, please hurry up." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

I paused, looked up and saw Uncle Jiang with some little maids following behind, presumably they were waiting for me to come over as soon as they were ready, I just didn't notice anyone who was sad.

Chapter 63: The Tempest 11 (Small**)

I slowly swept over the people behind me and smiled, "In the future, don't call me Madame, call me ...... Girls can be. ”

For some reason, I suddenly hated this title, and even hated this name to hide people's eyes.

Because they were all given to me by him. They remind me all the time that I have an inextricable relationship with him.

Steward Jiang raised his eyes to look at me, there seemed to be hesitation in his eyes, he moved his lips, and stopped talking.

I smiled lightly. Stride forward.

Say what. What's the point.

Everything is already so clear. I'm nothing more than a clown who is used to sensationalize.

Kitchen.

After sweeping around the ingredients, I started to do it.

"Madame, we'll help you. "The two little girls came up to help as a matter of course.

"The young master instructed that no one else could help. Steward Jiang stopped.

"But......" The two little girls were dissatisfied with their arguments, but I stopped them.

He obviously has the intention to embarrass me, but how can others help him?

The two girls didn't talk much, just bit their lips and stood aside, tears falling down in strings from their eyes.

I smiled at them comfortingly.

So a strange scene began in Jiang Yan Xuannuo's kitchen: dozens of uniformly dressed subordinates stood leisurely aside, and a lady-like woman in white was busy in the middle.

Steward Jiang came up and said, "The young master said that he wanted to eat more abundantly, and he also asked for more than a dozen dishes." "I'm afraid that I will let his young master drink white porridge again.

I smiled softly, "Okay." ”

Eat richly, right? Isn't it just a dozen dishes? What's the big deal.

I still have my parents in his hands, and I can do whatever he wants.

I would also tell him that he was hungry for two days, and that eating too much was not good for his health.

No, it won't.

Jiang Kuo, maybe one day you will understand that for me, porridge is the sweetest thing in the world.

Because it was something I had been drinking for more than ten years, it was full of warm memories.

And you, on the other hand, will never have the chance to drink the porridge I cooked again.

Because, you don't deserve it.

I quickly put into use the experience I had accumulated over six years and was busy with many stoves.

I feel like I'm back in my hometown.

At that time, my father would save up some money to buy more side dishes during the holidays, so I was busy in the kitchen as I am now.

It's just that at that time, my heart was full of happiness.

There is often a person next to you. He often brought some precious ingredients from home, and happily watched me cook, occasionally making a move.

He always counted the time, as if he was standing by the kitchen door and smiling at me as soon as I looked up.

During the holidays, their family feasts are always very rich, and they are always later.

So he always sneaked out happily and ate at our house before going back to the feast.

He always brought something over, and he came to the teacher for the holidays.

He came very often, and sometimes he went and came again.

Daddy knows it and doesn't poke him.

He would always come to the kitchen with me after eating.

Memory: He always looked at me with that kind of gentle and ** doting eyes. He always had a smile on his face in his memory.

"Yu'er, the food you cook is so delicious, I really want to eat it every day. ”

I pursed my lips and smiled without saying a word.

So he complained to me that he had eaten too much and that he would be held up when he went back.

At that time, Bowen didn't look like an elder brother at all, like a child.

A gentle smile appeared on his face.

Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the white and delicate fingers, shuttling through the cold or hot water without hesitation.

I'm really not fit to live a comfortable life. I thought to myself self-deprecatingly.

My hands were always rough back then.

In winter, Bowen always took the trouble to remind me to heat the water for washing clothes, and occasionally forgot, just when he saw it, he would grab my hand in distress, and there was a rare trace of annoyance between his eyebrows.

It was early spring this year, and the cold was still over.

Bowen is sixteen years old. I gave him the finished painting under the big tree in the courtyard as a birthday gift.

He looked at the painting and smiled.

Then he grabbed my hand, and when he saw my red and swollen fingers, his brow furrowed, he asked me, "Is the poem I gave you still there?"

I replied, "Everything you gave me was in that little box." ”

He pursed his lips and smiled, his eyes sparkling at me, and his cheeks were a little flushed, "Yu'er, I'm sixteen years old...... You're twelve, aren't you?"

I don't know why he suddenly mentioned this, and nodded.

He smiled mysteriously, his face flushing even more, "I should be able to marry." ”

I was stunned and froze where I was.

"You wait. He hurriedly took the painting and quickly left.

I couldn't give up that day. Bowen said he was getting married.

Then you can't come to see me again, can you?

The next day, his aunt came to our house with a servant and scolded me, saying that I wanted to fly up the branches and be a phoenix.

There was a lot of buzz in the alleys, and many people pointed at me when they saw me going out.

I found out that he had told his family that he wanted to marry me.

Master Guo said that he would not be able to take a concubine until he married the main room, but he refused, saying that he would like to have one heart, and the white head would not be separated.

The Guo family was originally a big family, and they would never let him be so willful.

Master Guo's repeated persuasion was fruitless, so he became angry with me, thinking that it was my idea.

So his aunt came and scolded me.

I didn't see him for a few days. He was locked up.

When he came back to me, I started to hide from him.

The eyes of the crowd told me how ridiculous and shameful my unrealistic fantasies were.

I don't want to be a clown in the eyes of everyone.

I don't want him to do it.

He came to see me a few times, but I was very distant, so he didn't come much, and occasionally came to ask my father for advice and didn't stay anymore.

I thought he had given up, and he was saddened.

Until Guo Jiang's two families got married, his attitude became tough again. I realized that he hadn't given up, but he didn't want to embarrass me, so he quietly waited for the opportunity.

However...... How unfair fate is, every time we try to resist, it strikes harder.

Finally reached such an irreversible situation.

……

The dish is ready.

I put away my thoughts and quickly put more than a dozen dishes on the plate one by one.

Steward Jiang satisfactorily commanded his subordinates to serve the food.

Finally, there were the dishes and chopsticks in the tray, but he didn't pick them up, but said to me, "Madam, please come and serve them." ”

I had no objection and bent over.

It's not that I have to serve the dishes and chopsticks, but I'm afraid that I'll leave again.

Actually, I didn't plan to leave.

I can joke with my own little life, but I won't risk the safety of my parents.

Today, I no longer have the slightest illusion.

I have no doubt that he will make any crazy moves.

If at first he was only troubled because of his sister, now our conflict has escalated.

I accidentally made a feud with him. I angered him and challenged his dignity and authority. How careless I was.

Jiang Yanxuan, most of the subordinates have dispersed, and only some of them are waiting in the courtyard.

The many delicacies lined up outside the door had not been touched, and the door of the hall was wide open, and Ye Fu was combing his hair.

It's really enduring. At the moment of food, a hungry person didn't even eat it, just to make it difficult for me.