He Jinzhi really lived up to the delicacies on that table, and almost praised the delicious dishes made by Master Wu while eating.

Although he felt that the dishes cooked by Qiao Jinyu last time were more to his liking, Master Wu's craftsmanship was also good and delicious.

Steward Zhao saw him praise once, and Yan next to him echoed approvingly, "Well, this dish is good." "Well, it's delicious. With a gloomy face, he poked the fish in the bowl to a shredded slurp.

He secretly said in his heart that he shouldn't do much, let Master Wu cook a few more dishes that He Jinzhi loved, and he should add some bitter gourd juice to He Jinzhi's favorite dishes.

Although there are very few bitter melons in this season at the moment, as long as you have the heart, you can still buy them.

Looking at Yan's smiling face again, Steward Zhao felt panicked in his heart.

No matter what food you eat, it tastes nothing.

After finally finishing lunch, Steward Zhao was looking forward to He Jinzhi leaving quickly and returning to his own yard in a hurry.

Unexpectedly, Yan said that it was still early, anyway, everyone was fine, so it was better to sit down and drink tea and chat, but He Jinzhi really sat down and didn't leave.

Steward Zhao was so angry in his heart that he couldn't wait to rush up and take a broom to drive He Jinzhi away.

However, he only dared to think about it in his heart, and did not dare to really do it.

After chatting for a while, Yan suddenly said, "Mr. He, why don't you say a few more jokes, the jokes you said last time were quite funny." ”

He Jinzhi naturally would not refuse Yan's request, after all, she was Qiao Jinyu's mother-in-law.

In addition, today is also his own birthday, and he really wanted to tell a few jokes to make everyone laugh, so he said the joke generously.

"Once upon a time, there lived a father and son in a small town in Nanping, and the father loved to drink. One day, he took out his precious flask and asked his son to go and get a drink......"

Yan is a person with a very low laughing point, and he was so amused by He Jinzhi's joke that he burst into tears.

Steward Zhao looked at the two of them, and he was really depressed in his heart, so he used the excuse of going to the thatched house and sneaking out.

Out of the yard, blown by the cool breeze at noon, his chaotic mind was a little clearer, but after the clearing, he was at a loss.

What was he so angry about?

Doctor He had nothing to offend him.

Isn't it normal for Doctor He and Mrs. to talk and laugh?

He thought about it for a long time and couldn't come up with a reason, so he walked around the yard for a while, went to the thatched house again, cleaned his hands, and went back.

When he went back, He Jinzhi was still telling jokes.

Qiao Jinyu thought about making cakes, and after sitting for a while, she got up and went to the kitchen, while Zhao Kuo stayed behind to continue to accompany her.

Yan also has the habit of taking a nap on weekdays.

After about two quarters of an hour, the eyelids began to fight, and the yawns came out one after the other uncontrollably.

Seeing this, He Jinzhi and Zhao Kuo both got up to say goodbye, and Steward Zhao also retired.

When Zhao Kuo entered the Zhaoyue Courtyard, He Jinzhi looked at the Zhao housekeeper in front of him, his eyes rolled around, and he trotted over to block his way.

"Steward Zhao, we don't say secret words, do you have any opinions about me?"

Steward Zhao was stunned by his question, thinking to himself what he had revealed in a casual moment? But he denied it without hesitation: "No, how can Mr. He have such a question?" ”

"Didn't you?" He Jinzhi frowned, "Then why do I think, you look at me very unpleasantly, as if I owe you a debt?" ”

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