Jiuhuang never knew that Wen Zipei was so terrible when he was angry, she thought that although his face was indifferent, his heart was hot, otherwise he would not be so good to her. But now she knows that Wen Zipei is the real him after he gets angry, his face is gloomy, his eyes are deep, and his whole body exudes an aura of "one step closer or he will die".

"What should I do, what should I do?!" Jiuhuang lay on the bed and rolled back and forth, his little face wrinkled.

Jiuhuang felt that he was really not suitable to go out today, and after going out for a walk, except for eating a few things to eat, he threw all the things he bought on the street, and he didn't bring any of them back, and he also made Wen Zipei angry, which really lost his wife and soldiers.

Jiuhuang rolled on the bed for a while, and suddenly remembered that Zuo Yu had stayed by Wen Zipei's side longer than herself, and she could go and ask him what he could do.

Thinking of this, Jiuhuang sat up from the bed with a carp, put on his shoes and ran out of the door, but he didn't expect to bump into a person as soon as he opened the door.

"Ahh Jiuhuang covered her headache and snorted, and took a few steps back before stabilizing her body, she was about to ask who was so short-sighted, but she didn't expect to see Zuo Yu as soon as she looked up.

"Brother Zuo!" Jiuhuang jumped up to him, grabbed his arm and dragged him in, and then said happily, "Brother Zuo, I was about to look for you!" Why did you come here on your own? ”

Zuo Yu remembered the reason for looking for Jiuhuang and frowned: "I just saw that the sect leader came back with a calm face, and locked himself in the room without saying a word." After speaking, he looked at Jiuhuang, "Didn't the sect leader go down the mountain with you today?" What's going on? ”

Jiuhuang scratched his head, sat down on the chair and smiled embarrassedly, and said slowly: "That...... Brother Zuo, it was I who made Ah Pei angry. ”

Zuo Yu frowned: "I guessed, but what is going on, you can make it clear."

Jiuhuang snorted and spoke: "It's just that today Ah Pei didn't go to the bottom of the mountain with me, I bought a lot of things, and when I saw that Ah Pei didn't have anything, I wanted to buy a sword spike for him." But Ah Pei said no, I thought he was embarrassed, so I snatched his sword. I didn't expect that there was a sword spike on his sword, and it was very beautiful, it was in the shape of a crescent moon, but I still wanted to give it a try, so I untied the spike and ...... Ah Pei was angry......"

Zuo Yu sorted out the idea of this passage in his mind, and finally came to the point: "You mean, you snatched the sect master's sword and untied the sword spike?"

"Uh-huh!" Jiuhuang nodded hurriedly.

Zuo Yu's face was a little ugly: "The sect leader doesn't like others to move his things without his consent, let alone the sword, besides, ......" He paused, "Besides, the sword spike on the sword is even more immovable."

Jiuhuang suddenly cried and lost his face: "Why? It's just a sword spike, is it necessary to be so angry? ”

Zuo Yu stood up, looked at her and sighed: "This sword spike is given by a very important person to the sect master, the sect leader usually cherishes it very much, and others naturally can't move it."

Jiuhuang looked up at him, his eyes bright: "Is that person really that heavy?"

Zuo Yu nodded: "Well, it's very important."

Jiuhuang has been on Sanwei Mountain for more than a month, and he usually stays in his house and doesn't go out much, but as soon as he goes out two days ago, he makes Wen Zipei angry.

Jiuhuang felt that she should apologize, after all, she herself didn't figure out that the situation was wrong in the first place. But the book says that you should be sincere in everything you do, for example, you have to give some gifts to people on their birthdays, and you have to say some blessings or something. For example, if you have someone you admire, if you want to get her favor, you also have to send her some favorite gadgets from your daughter's family, and if necessary, you can also send a love letter. But the book didn't say what to send if someone was angry, Jiuhuang thought for a moment and decided to make a meal and send it over to ask for forgiveness.

In fact, Jiuhuang's decision was also deliberate and willing, because I heard others say that Wen Zipei has never paid much attention to diet and daily life, and his three meals a day are basically disordered, and sometimes he deals with affairs late, and he goes to sleep directly without even eating dinner, so he often has stomach pain now.

Of course, Jiuhuang alone will definitely not be able to do this. After all, she is also a saint in southern Xinjiang, the kind of clothes that come to reach out for food to open her mouth, and the heaviest thing she has ever taken since she was a child is only afraid of a teapot filled with water.

But fortunately, Jiuhuang also has some brains, and told Zuo Yu early in the morning to let him go to the kitchen to help at noon, and she didn't say what she was busy with. So as soon as Zuo Yu came, he saw Jiuhuang lying on the stove with a black and gray face, blowing vigorously with his mouth puffed out, and smoke came out of the stove, and the smell was very choking.

Zuo Yu pulled Jiuhuang up while covering his nose, and when Jiuhuang saw him coming, he said happily: "Brother Zuo, you are here!" After speaking, he coughed a few times.

At this time, Jiuhuang's face was no longer in shape, his face was black and white, and he couldn't see the original appearance, but only a pair of eyes were frighteningly bright.

Zuo Yu looked at the stuffed and smoke-filled stove and frowned: "What are you doing?"

"Make a fire!" Jiuhuang smiled "hehe", "I want to admit my mistake to Ah Pei, but the book says that no matter what you do, you must be sincere, so I am going to cook a meal for Ah Pei, so that Ah Pei will definitely forgive me when he sees me." ”

After speaking, she scratched her head and looked at the stove very embarrassedly: "But I have been making a fire for so long, and I still haven't seen a fire, but there is a lot of smoke." Brother Zuo, did I do something wrong? ”

Zuo Yu squatted down and pulled the firewood twice, and nodded: "It's really wrong, you can't stuff so much firewood into the fire, you have to leave a little space." After that, he looked at Jiuhuang and looked puzzled, "Have you never lit a fire?" ”

Jiuhuang nodded very calmly.

Zuo Yu fell silent, he suddenly saw the silver chuan on Jiuhuang's right wrist, and asked as if he remembered something: "Jiuhuang, I remember that there is usually a pair of silver chuan, why is there only one in your hand?"

Jiuhuang was stunned, as if he didn't know why Zuo Yu suddenly asked this, but he still looked at the silver chuan on his wrist that was a little dirty, and said a little embarrassedly: "Although Ah Niang gave me this when I had a pair, but I accidentally lost one when I was young, Ah Niang scolded me for this, hehehe!"

Zuo Yu nodded, and there was no expression on his face: "So that's the case."

"Uh-huh!" Jiuhuang nodded vigorously, and after ordering, she glanced at the stove that continued to smoke billowing, touched her nose and said, "Brother Zuo, what the hell are you...... Will there be a fire? ”

Zuo Yu looked at Jiuhuang with an expectant look and suddenly felt a little powerless, he looked at her for a long time, and then said: "You go wash your face first, I will be born in the next life, and you will go to chop vegetables later."

"Uh-huh! Good! Jiuhuang suddenly nodded his head like a chicken pecking rice, and hurriedly ran out, as if he was frightened by this fire.

Zuo Yu looked at the direction she left and was silent for a while, and was about to turn his head, but saw her pull the door and stick out her head.

Zuo Yu thought she was still in trouble, so he asked, "What else is going on?"

Jiuhuang shook his head, looked at him and said very seriously: "Brother Zuo, you are so good to me, thank you." After speaking, he didn't wait for him to answer, and ran away with a "da-da-da".

Zuo Yu looked at the empty door, then turned his head expressionlessly, and pulled out the firewood that was full of firewood stuffed in the stove little by little.

I think Jiuhuang's choice to cook a meal to apologize to Wen Zipei was really a wrong choice, because she was not only embarrassing herself, but also harming others.

This is someone else, for example, the Left Domain.

When Jiuhuang went out to clean himself up and came back, Zuo Yu had already lit the fire. After thanking her with admiration, she went to chop vegetables under Zuo Yu's reminder.

But since she hasn't done anything in the past ten years, as soon as she does something at this time, she has to do something.

The dishes that Jiuhuang is going to make are very simple, stir-fried shredded meat with carrots, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and then a soup is done.

But she had a hard time making her first course. To stir-fry shredded meat with carrots, it is natural to cut the carrots into shreds and then stir-fry them with meat.

Jiuhuang took the knife and cut it very seriously, but after the results came out, the shredded radish was either too thick or not too thin, and as for the meat, some of them had not been cut off, and a large lump was connected together, which looked very disgusting.

Zuo Yu twitched the corners of his mouth as he looked at her work, and fell silent unexpectedly. But Jiuhuang didn't seem to notice it, after putting some oil, he directly poured the shredded radish and meat into the pot one by one, and then fried it vigorously.

The last thing that came out of the pot was no longer visible in its original form.

Jiuhuang squatted in front of the plate, looking at the black lump inside, very sad: "Brother Zuo, where is the carrot fried shredded pork?" How did this happen......"

Zuo Yu looked at the unrecognizable thing on the plate, was silent for a long time, and said, "Have you never cooked before?"

Jiuhuang continued to nod sadly: "Yes, this is the first time I've done it."

Zuo Yu thought for a moment, and then proposed: "I don't think you need to cook the next dish, you should cook porridge, porridge can nourish the stomach, the sect leader should forgive you when he feels your heart."

Jiuhuang nodded dejectedly: "Okay."

In the following time, Zuo Yu has been teaching Jiuhuang how to cook porridge hand in hand. But no matter how much he reminded and paid attention, the cooked things were either mushy or too thick, and in short, there was no bowl to handle.

In the end, Zuo Yu wanted to give up, but he couldn't bear to hit her again when he looked at Jiuhuang's serious appearance, and continued to remind her what to pay attention to.

This bowl of porridge was boiled until nightfall, and the appearance was passable. Jiuhuang carefully packed it in a bowl, and without cleaning himself up, he said goodbye to Zuo Yu and went to find Wen Zipei.

Zuo Yu said that Wen Zipei was usually in the Qianyun Palace to handle affairs at this hour, so she only needed to go to the Qianyun Palace.

Jiuhuang walked cautiously on the path with porridge, and the lanterns along the road were shaken by the wind, and the candles inside were extinguished because of this.

A corner of purple clothes suddenly appeared at the corner in front of him, and Jiuhuang's pace slowed down, and he saw the purple charm gradually coming out from the corner.

Zi Mei looked at Jiuhuang, the corners of her mouth hooked up a very weird smile, she stroked her long hair, and said, "Isn't this Jiuhuang?" She walked in a little, looked at the porridge in Jiuhuang's hand, and laughed softly, "You're still outside so late, and you're still holding the porridge, are you going to give it to the sect leader?" ”

Jiuhuang nodded and replied very seriously: "Yes." I made Pei angry and wanted to make amends. ”

"Ah Pei?" Zi Mei was a little surprised, looking at her eyes sank slightly, and the smile on the corner of her mouth also subsided a lot, "He actually asked you to call him that, it's really good to you." ”

Jiuhuang nodded again: "Ah Pei is very good to me." She looked at the porridge in her hand and said, "Sister Zimei, I'll go first, the porridge won't taste good if it's cold." Without waiting for her to reply, he walked past her.

Zi Mei turned to look at her gradually fading figure, snorted coldly, and then left with a calm face.

This novel is from the Book King