"You...... Can I help you? ”

Knowing that her arrival must have bad intentions, Yu Qiuyu had no way to disobey Liu Wenjing's order.

"Our wife knows that the dim sum you make is delicious, so please come over and help my lady make a dim sum."

Making snacks?

Yu Qiuyu didn't think that Liu Wenjing would be so kind, and let her go just to make snacks.

And...... Her hands aren't good yet.

"That, sister, I can't make snacks these days, you see, the injury on my hand hasn't healed yet."

As he spoke, Yu Qiuyu raised his hand in front of the maid.

Her hands were wrapped in white silk cloth, and the smell of the ointment was particularly strong.

"Don't worry."

The maid glanced at Yu Qiuyu's injured hand, and there was no pity on her face.

"I don't need you to do it, but I need your advice."

Saying that, this maid seemed to have to go to Yu Qiuyu, and her eyes were sour and mean when she looked at Yu Qiuyu.

"I don't know what kind of dim sum my sister is talking about? I'm going to have to prepare. ”

Yu Qiuyu's attitude was respectful and sincere, the maid glanced her up and down, and looked at her as if she was not going, so she spoke, and said angrily: "It's the jujube paste cake that you rely on to become famous, since it is the dim sum you are good at, it shouldn't be a problem for you to make it again, right?" ”

Just to let her make a jujube cake?

Yu Qiuyu took a deep breath, slowed down her speech, and explained softly: "Sister, look, this recipe of mine has been sold to Confucian Restaurant, if Mrs. wants to eat, you can go to Confucian Restaurant." ”

Yu Qiuyu didn't say the rest of the sentence.

"Why bother me when my hand is already hurt?"

The maid heard the refusal in Yu Qiuyu's mouth, raised her eyebrows, and said: "The cook of Confucian Shixuan is naturally not as good as you, I heard that Lord Song also likes to eat the dim sum you make, Lord Song's taste is very tricky, there is not much food that can enter his eyes, our lady naturally wants to open her eyes, why, looking at Miss Yu's attitude, do you not want to go?" ”

Hehehe, she really didn't want to go.

But she couldn't bear the maid's threats and orders her, and the lady couldn't stand the lady's troubles for her.

"It's not that I don't want to go, but I can't go."

The maid was impatient by Yu Qiuyu's reason, and her voice was raised.

"It's all said, you don't need to do it yourself, just to let you personally guide them to do it, where do you have so many excuses? Don't you want to serve our wife? ”

Yu Qiuyu was a little confused by her attitude of not having the slightest respect at all, and reacted casually.

They have a heart to make things difficult for themselves.

Identification completed.

But soon Yu Qiuyu discovered that the saddest thing in the world was that he knew that there was a trap in front of him, but he couldn't help jumping into the trap.

In the end, Yu Qiuyu still followed the maid to Liu Wenjing's residence, and as soon as she entered the courtyard, she saw Liu Wenjing sitting there drinking tea slowly, watching herself come in, but she never looked at herself with her eyes.

"Ma'am."

Since Liu Wenjing bullied herself in her yard last time, Yu Qiuyu felt terrified every time she saw Liu Wenjing, for fear that Liu Wenjing would do something to herself, but she couldn't stop Liu Wenjing from doing anything to herself.

"I heard you're good at jujube cakes, aren't you?"

She came in and stood in front of Liu Wenjing, who put down the teacup after a while and raised her eyes to look at Yu Qiuyu.

Yu Qiuyu nodded, but said modestly: "I'm not good at it, so that's it." ”

"Really?" Liu Wenjing lowered her eyes and pondered for a moment, then looked away and instructed the maid, "Then, take her to the kitchen." ”

The maid said yes and led Yu Qiuyu towards the location of the kitchen.

Along the way, Yu Qiuyu felt uneasy.

Liu Wenjing will let her go so easily this time?

Why did she feel unlikely?

Could it be that Liu Wenjing's means are all behind?

Thinking about it, Yu Qiuyu took a few deep breaths, in order to prevent being assassinated by Liu Wenjing's calculations, she needed to cheer up.

came to the kitchen in Liu Wenjing's courtyard, and in the kitchen, the maids and cooks were already ready there.

"Madame instructed, you follow Miss Yu to learn to make jujube mud cakes."

Several cooks and maids glanced at each other, and there was not much kindness in their eyes when they looked at Yu Qiuyu.

Yu Qiuyu, who has been in the workplace for many years, naturally knows how to read words and colors, and she can understand the eyes of these people.

It seems that these people should be difficult to teach.

After explaining this, the maid turned away without hesitation.

Yu Qiuyu glanced back at the back of her leaving, and then turned to look at these obviously ill-intentioned subordinates, a little stunned.

It took a long time to make a jujube cake.

But at this moment, the maid suddenly came in and asked Yu Qiuyu to personally bring the jujube paste cake to Liu Wenjing to eat.

Why, she has to serve it herself?

Yu Qiuyu was a little confused, but since this was Liu Wenjing's order, Yu Qiuyu had to listen.

Therefore, Yu Qiuyu followed the maid's instructions, endured the pain with her injured hands, and walked towards Liu Wenjing's position.

It hurts!

Yesterday her hand fell on the bread cellar, and it was not only hot and swollen, but also hot and blistered.

Along the way, the plate fell on the blister, and it hurt terribly.

seemed to realize that Yu Qiuyu's pain was unbearable, the maid deliberately slowed down, she walked slowly in the direction of Liu Wenjing, Yu Qiuyu walked fast, she didn't forget to remind Yu Qiuyu.

"No hurry, no hurry, don't go so fast, just now, Madame has used some refreshments, so I'm not so hungry."

Yu Qiuyu stopped and waited for the maid, and a little embarrassment vaguely appeared on Yu Qiuyu's face.

She's not in a hurry, but she's in a hurry!

The blisters on her hands hurt badly at this time, and she was now anxious to send this jujube paste cake to Liu Wenjing quickly.

"Sister, I'm really sorry, I'm in some pain, and you know, my hand hurts."

The maid's face became sour.

"Oh, according to the girl's meaning, do you want me to help you serve the jujube cake?"

Forehead......

Of course not.

Even if she had this heart, she wouldn't dare to say that.

"My sister thinks too much. I just want my sister to go quickly. ”

The faster she walked, the less painful she felt.

But even such a small and humble wish still changed its taste when it fell on the ears of the maid.

"Do you mean that I am old and have poor legs?"

"No, it's not!"

If a person already has the heart to make things difficult and misinterpreted, no matter how much Yu Qiuyu explains, it will be ridicule and denial in her eyes.

Yu Qiuyu explained two sentences and was deeply aware of this.

This maid was bent on pouring dirty water on herself, and she changed the law to make things difficult for Liu Wenjing and torture her, which was also Liu Wenjing's meaning.

Seeing that Yu Qiuyu was cowardly, the maid's arrogance became even more arrogant, she looked at Yu Qiuyu, and her words became even more scathing.

"Since you say no, follow me, you can go as slowly as I go, you are just a small family from a poor country, what's the matter, you still want to go past me and walk in front of me? I'm a celebrity next to my wife. ”

Yes, yes, you are a dog, and you are powerful.

I don't fight with you.

Yu Qiuyu took a deep breath, forced herself to endure the pain of being touched by hard objects such as porcelain plates, and tried to keep up with the footsteps of the maid.

When he arrived at the hall where Liu Wenjing was, the blisters on Yu Qiuyu's hands had been somewhat broken, and yellow pus and red blood seeped out through the gauze, which looked particularly shocking.

Yu Qiuyu put the jujube mud cake on the table, Liu Wenjing saw the jujube mud cake that Yu Qiuyu put on the table, and then looked at Yu Qiuyu's injured hand, and anger appeared on his face again.

"Bold!"

Yu Qiuyu's heart was a sad urge with a capital letter.

What's wrong with it?

Liu Wenjing pointed at Yu Qiuyu's hand and was furious.

"Look at your hands, dirty, such dirty hands, do you think I'm going to eat something like this that has been touched by your dirty hands?"

Her hands are dirty?

Yu Qiuyu didn't expect that the reason why Liu Wenjing was angry was that his hands were dirty?

She didn't want to think about why her hands looked so dirty.

Isn't it because of her inhuman bullying and punishment?

Looking at the expression on Yu Qiuyu's face, Liu Wenjing slapped the table angrily.

"What's the matter, dissatisfied?"

Serve, serve.

How dare she disagree?

Therefore, Yu Qiuyu cautiously explained: "Madame also knows that the hand-wound of the folk girl has not healed the day before yesterday, and when serving food, the blisters on her hands were broken by the plate, so there will be blood coming out, and I hope Mrs. will forgive me." ”

Liu Wenjing raised her eyebrows and looked at Yu Qiuyu indifferently.

"So according to Miss Yu's meaning, is it my fault?"

Of course, Yu Qiuyu didn't dare to make Liu Wenjing angry: "Naturally not, the folk girl is just afraid that Mrs. will misunderstand." ”

"Then why don't you hurry up and make a new jujube paste cake for Mrs. Ben?"

She roared like this, Yu Qiuyu was so stunned, and after she reflected, Yu Qiuyu hurriedly responded yes and retreated.

This time, Yu Qiuyu learned a lesson, she wrapped the wound on her hand with gauze again, and then started making jujube paste cake again.

The gang in the kitchen were procrastinating, and she couldn't afford to wait if she asked them to do it.

So, the place where the knife needed was left to the gang in the kitchen to deal with, and she was only responsible for cooking.

It didn't take long for the jujube paste cake to be made again, Yu Qiuyu took a few deep breaths, gritted his teeth, picked up the plate and walked quickly towards Liu Wenjing's residence.

This time, because her hands were wrapped in layers of gauze, there was no blood on the plate, and when Yu Qiuyu put the snack in front of Liu Wenjing and covered her hands uncomfortably, Liu Wenjing's complaint sounded in the room again.

"It's so hot, are you trying to burn me?"

As he spoke, a pair of chopsticks were thrown on Yu Qiuyu's face.

Yu Qiuyu's face was poked by the edges and corners of the chopsticks, she felt a warm liquid across her face, and subconsciously reached out and touched it, and her hands were stained with some blood.