Chapter Twenty-Three: Something Wrong with Your Eldest Sister

Gu Yu said at first that he could cook, but Su Jin thought he was teasing himself.

After all, in this special era, you really can't have too high expectations for the man who advertises as a gentleman and a chef.

But in fact, when Gu Yu put on a posture, Su Jin unexpectedly found that he might have lost his eyes.

Gu Yu is not trying to exaggerate, people are really good at cooking.

Wash the rice and add water to boil the porridge.

Put the flour into a basin and prepare to knead.

Gu Yu squatted on the ground with some difficulty, picking up the firewood that could be used, touching the moisture on the dry firewood that was not dry, and couldn't help sighing and said, "The next time you splash water and don't want people to eat, can you think about yourself a little?" ”

It's no problem that the pit has been burned.

But even after a night, the chopped firewood is still dripping, which is absolutely incombustible.

There is also a pile of dry firewood the size of an adult's arm in the corner, which must be split into thin strips if it is used for cooking, but Gu Yu's task now is to cook, not to chop wood in a big way.

Su Jin accidentally dug a pit to fill himself for a while, and snatched the axe from Gu Yu's hand in a foolish manner, smiled awkwardly, and said, "You are injured, cooking is tired enough, why are you embarrassed to let you chop wood?" ”

"I'll come, I'll come."

"You don't ......"

Click!

After a crisp sound, the thick firewood in Su Jin's hand cracked into two smooth halves in response.

Gu Yu watched her move of breaking firewood with her bare hands, swallowed her saliva silently, and easily broke a small pile of Su Jin looked up at him blankly.

"What's wrong?"

"Isn't that enough?"

Gu Yu couldn't help but laugh and cough, and pretended to be indifferent: "Enough." ”

Hearing enough, Su Jin immediately stopped.

Mrs. Gu only chopped once when they were cooking and chopping firewood, and they didn't get any more, and they knew that they were embarrassed and injured Gu Yu.

She can break it, but she resolutely doesn't break it too much!

Su Jin squatted on the ground and looked at the stove, absentmindedly fanning the wind with a fan, but his eyes couldn't stop glancing at Gu Yu's body.

When this person was with Huo San and the others, he was always the most silent one, he didn't talk much, and the expression on his face was few, so cold and hard that people didn't dare to contact him more.

But after turning his back on others, the cold indifference that shrouded his eyebrows like hard ice dissipated, replaced by a softness and calm that was not usually leaked imperceptibly.

It's like the waves that have been churning for a long time slowly receding, revealing the silent and hard rocks hidden deep inside, and people are surprised to see the unknown tenderness.

Su Jin was surprised that this person could still have such a side, but he was surprised but also had an indescribable reason.

It's as if this person was supposed to be like this.

She couldn't figure out where this indescribable feeling came from, and when she was wondering, she saw the sweat oozing from the corner of her forehead when Gu Yu pulled the wound when she kneaded her face, and immediately stood up and said, "I'll come, I'll come, I'll come." ”

"I'll do the manual work!"

Gu Yu was pushed to the side by her, and when she saw that she was very active, she simply stood on the side against the stove and said, "Can you knead?" ”

Su Jin sneered disappreciatively: "What's so difficult about this? Isn't it just sticky and dry with water? ”

Gu Yu was speechless and pressed the corners of his forehead that was faintly painful, and sighed: "Don't mix things, just knead it like this, and I'll teach you the next step when the dough is strong." ”

The oil cake that Su Jin bought yesterday was branded with a little green onion, and it didn't look good, but it smelled fragrant when it was hot in his hand.

Gu Yu asked seemingly casually, and then picked a small handful of emerald green shallots from the backyard like a trick, cut them into thin crumbles with a knife in his hand, mixed salt and lard that condensed into white pieces, and let Su Jin knead the dough by brute force.

The dough is formed, and the rice grains in the pot also explode the finely chopped rice flowers, diffusing a faint aroma of rice in the air.

Gu Yu lifted the lid of the porridge and took a look, put the chopped green vegetables that had been washed and chopped in advance, added a small spoonful of salt to test the saltiness, and quickly took them out and put them in a large bowl when the chopped vegetables changed color.

"Bring the porridge over, there are pickles in the pickle jar at the bottom, choose the one you like and take it out on a plate."

Su Jin hummed a small tune and brought the big bowl to the table, and when he turned around, he seemed to glance at the west room with his afterglow, and saw a small figure through the crack in the door that opened a small strip.

It's Lin Mao.

Their mother and son are actually at home.

And this morning, when Mrs. Gu and the others were shouting for dinner, they didn't show up.

The person behind the door seemed to be peeking at the movement outside through the narrow crack in the door, and when he saw Su Jin turn his head, the door panel that had opened a gap was closed with a strong force.

There was a muffled bang, not only did Su Jin shake his shoulders, but even Gu Yu, who was putting cakes into the hot pot, subconsciously turned around.

Realizing that there might be someone behind the door, the rare relief on Gu Yu's face suddenly dissipated.

Seeing this, Su Jin sighed silently in his heart, wiped his hands and walked over and said, "There is just a lot of noodles, you have made them all at once, I will take a small bowl and divide the porridge." ”

It's just right to divide into four servings.

Gu Yu didn't say anything when he heard this, but quietly put the dough cake into the pot, and when the white dough became golden, Su Jin, who was guarding the side, took a deep breath, and was so satisfied that his eyebrows and eyes stretched and his lips smiled.

"Awesome!"

Gu Yu shook his head with a smile, put the baked cake on two plates, handed one to Su Jin, and prepared to go to the west room with the other by himself.

But who knew that he was stopped by Su Jin before he moved.

Su Jin took a bite of the cake anxiously, and was so hot that he couldn't stop inhaling, and he couldn't wait to swallow it and took away the tray in Gu Yu's hand.

"You eat, I'll go."

"You ......"

"When you're hungry, no one can't get along with what you eat."

Yesterday, Gu Nier knocked down the cake in her hand without thinking, firstly because it was what Su Jin wanted to eat, and secondly, because she wanted to set up a horse for her.

But today is not the same as yesterday.

Mrs. Gu didn't know if she intentionally or unintentionally forgot Gu Nier's mother and son at home, and no one knew why Gu Nier didn't come out to cook by herself.

But Gu Nier herself can be hungry, but Lin Mao's little doll may not be able to.

The food delivered to her mouth, even if it was given by Su Jin, Gu Nier would not refuse.

Seeing that Gu Yu's fingers were still picking at the corner of the tray as if they were tangled, Su Jin couldn't help but say funny: "What are you doing early in the morning when you go to pour an ear of evil words and disgusting yourself?" ”

"Go sit and eat, I'll be right over."

Su Jin walked away with the tray, and when he arrived at the door, he held the tray with one hand, and knocked politely with one hand.

Before the people in the house could speak, she said, "Sister, Brother Mao is still hungry, right?" ”

"Gu Yu made some food, I put it at the door, you let Brother Mao come out and get it."

She put down her things and left, without the slightest hesitation.

When Gu Nier opened the door with an angry face, there was no one in front of the door.

Even the kitchen was empty.

Afraid that her looking for something would affect her appetite, Su Jin decisively chose to eat it in the house.

Looking at the empty courtyard, and then looking at the oil cakes and green vegetable porridge on the ground, Gu Nier's face changed color repeatedly, and when Lin Mao pulled the hem of her clothes, she didn't even have time to remove the hideousness on her face.

Five-year-old Lin Mao shuddered with fright from her terrifying look, but he still couldn't resist the temptation of the aroma of food.

He sniffed and whispered with unspeakable apprehension, "Mother, I'm hungry." ”

"Can I eat what my second uncle gave me?"

"Eat, eat, eat! Why don't you die! ”

Gu Nier twisted Lin Mao's arm with red eyes, and said viciously when he was about to cry: "If you dare to cry, I will beat you to death!" ”

Lin Mao was frightened and choked up to swallow back his cry, Gu Nier gasped a few times like a madman, tried her best to calm down the crazy thought, gritted her teeth and said, "Eat when you're hungry." ”

"Anyone in this family can drug you, but your second uncle can't......"

Lin Mao was young, so he couldn't guess the deep coldness hidden behind Gu Nier's words, and he was not afraid of being hot after hearing that he could eat it, so he happily grabbed the oil cake and stuffed it into his mouth.

Seeing that there were still tears in the corners of his eyes and he was still too happy, Gu Nier leaned against the door frame with a sad face and closed her eyes.

"Only he won't hurt you, but you must hate him......"

"Must ......"

Gu Nier took Lin Mao to bring the food in front of the door into the house, and the door of the west side of the house was closed again.

After squatting in the crack of the door panel like a monkey and witnessing the whole process, Su Jin, took a bite of the fragrant oil cake in his hand with suspicion, turned his head seriously and looked at Gu Yu with helpless eyes, and said, "Your eldest sister is very wrong." ”

"Something is very wrong."