Chapter 17
Chapter 17: Not Used To You
Chapter 17 I’m not used to you
Gu Mei stared at Jiang Youzhi’s back, tightly twisting the handkerchief in his hand.
She just thought about it in the room for a long time before deciding to come to Jiang Saburo to have a try.
Jiang Sanlang was born like a zhilan and jade tree, and he was only eight fights tall. If he was willing to marry her, then she would naturally tell him about it. Have fun with him.
Since he despised her and was unwilling to marry her, then she would wait and see how the aloof Jiang Saburo would fall from the cloud to the mud.
Gu Mei showed a sneer, it wasn’t long before that, and then, I don’t know if Jiang Youzhi would regret not agreeing to her.
Jiang Yuzhi went back to the kitchen.
There is also Gu Chuan in the kitchen, and he is not alone.
Gu Yunjiao saw him come in, moved a chair for him to sit on, poured him a glass of water, then sat down and continued to mend Gu Chuan’s clothes.
Boiled the water, Jiang Youzhi helped bring the water into the room and poured it into the tub, and Gu Yunjiao’s clothes were also repaired.
Gu Chuan went to take a bath, while Gu Yunjiao rummaged through boxes in the kitchen to find a little flour and two eggs.
She broke up the eggs, poured them into the flour, added some water, salt, and chopped green onion. After stirring well, she put some oil in the pan, and then poured the batter into the pan to make pancakes.
Gu Yunjiao didn’t know how to cook in her previous life. Although there were many ancient books in her family, she read a lot of ancient recipes in her spare time, but she never cooked once.
There are dozens of servants in the house, and she is the eldest lady who does not touch her fingers.
The skills of cooking and mending clothes are still built into this body.
After a while, Gu Yunjiao fried a green onion cake, she took it out and handed it to Jiang Youzhi, and then fry it again.
At this time, it was lunchtime, and Jiang Youzhi was also hungry. He was not polite, and took a bite of the pancake that was fried to golden brown and fragrant.
The pancakes are fragrant and crispy in the mouth, and a pancake can be eaten quickly.
Gu Yunjiao brought another spatula over.
Jiang Youzhi continued to eat, eating three cakes in a row. When Gu Yunjiao’s spatula reached out again, he waved his hand, “I’m full.”
Gu Yunjiao fry two more and put them in the cupboard, and then finally fry one to eat by himself.
After taking a few bites, he saw Mrs. Li standing at the door of the kitchen panting, leaning on the door frame.
With tears in her eyes, she said coquettishly, “I’ve been calling for a long time, why can’t you hear me?”
“Your eldest sister doesn’t know where she went, and she doesn’t cook. I’m hungry. Get me something to eat.”
As she said, she saw the cake on Gu Yunjiao’s plate, “Eating the cake is fine.”
Gu Yunjiao used to eat the cake with chopsticks, but when she heard Li’s words, she put down her chopsticks, grabbed the cake and put it in her mouth.
Li looked at her stupidly.
Gu Yunjiao pursed her lips and said vaguely: “The cake is gone, I want to eat it and make it myself.”
Jiang Youzhi looked at Gu Yunjiao, whose cheeks were bulging like a little squirrel, and almost didn’t laugh out loud.
This girl is too protective of food, right?
Mrs. Li held the door frame with one hand and pointed at Gu Yunjiao with the other, “You, why are you doing this, mother hasn’t eaten yet, yet you only care about yourself—”
Gu Yunjiao glanced at her, “I only care about myself and learned from you.”
“You—” Li’s face turned pale, and she pointed at Gu Yunjiao’s body, swaying, as if she was about to faint.
Gu Yunjiao raised her brows, “Don’t get dizzy, I won’t help you up if you get dizzy.”
Her mother is actually not a big problem. At first, she was overly sad, and then lying on the bed day by day, her qi and blood became more and more deficient.
(end of this chapter)