Back home, Gu An'an tidied up her things and cooked for the kids.

For lunch, Gu An'an made noodles with soybean paste. After leaving the fabric shop, she specially went to buy a piece of tofu.

I fried the tofu in lard, then took it out of the pan and cut it into small cubes. Then I stir-fried it with diced lean meat and fermented bean paste.

The aroma made Jiang Mingzhu, who was tending the fire in front of the stove, widen her eyes. "Mother, what is this?"

"Let's make noodles. I'll stir-fry the sauce first."

Jiang Mingzhu had never known that sauce could be made this way. Seeing Gu An'an kneading dough, she diligently washed the pot and boiled water.

Once the water boiled, Gu An'an started making ramen.

If it weren't for the fact that no one was home, she would definitely have been kneading dough and waking up before leaving in the morning.

The dough made fresh is inevitably not chewy enough.

But we'll just have to make do with it. The little ones' appetites haven't been spoiled by her yet, and they're still pretty easy to please.

Making ramen requires some arm strength, but Gu An'an's body is rather thin, so she had to cut it on the cutting board.

Even so, the noodles with soybean paste were still welcomed by the four little ones.

Even Jiang Mingyi finished the top layer of sauce, his eyes showing a hint of wanting another bowl.

"We didn't do enough today, we'll do more in a couple of days."

The young man nodded. "It tastes pretty good."

Gu An'an was so angry at these words that she tapped the back of his hand with her chopsticks. "If you look down on it so much, don't eat it next time."

He was actually giving her advice and acting like he was already being very polite by saying those words.

The boy was suddenly attacked, but given his skills, he could have easily dodged it.

But I still got hit, leaving a long, thin mark on the back of my fair hand.

He was about to say something when Gu An'an got up, took the bowl, and left, clearly angry.

The previously cheerful atmosphere at the table suddenly froze, and after a while, Jiang Mingxu broke the silence.

Did you upset your mother?

Jiang Mingyi frowned; he was clearly praising him.

Although Bao'er was young, she was very sensitive to the emotions of adults. The little girl pouted and said, "Big brother is naughty. He made Mom angry. Bao'er doesn't like you anymore."

Jiang Mingyi: "...Zhu'er, you also think I'm wrong?"

During the meal, Jiang Mingzhu, who was always a lady, silently finished a sip of soup. "This noodle soup is delicious. If she doesn't cook for us anymore, brother, will you cook for us?"

A wise person stays away from the kitchen.

Even though Jiang Mingyi had never formally attended a private school, he remembered these words while eavesdropping on the teacher's lectures.

He looked somewhat uneasy.

Jiang Mingzhu collected the bowls and chopsticks from her siblings and pushed them in front of Jiang Mingyi, saying, "Brother, if you don't want to cook in the future, you'd better be sensible."

Looking at the bowl, which was completely empty of soup, Jiang Mingyi slowly got up, took the bowl and chopsticks, and headed to the kitchen.

Gu An'an washed the pot somewhat absentmindedly.

She has to go back to her parents' home later, and hopes not to give herself away and let her family find out anything.

But even if they slip up, they can't find any evidence.

"sorry."

The sound from behind made Gu An'an turn around subconsciously, and the loofah used for scrubbing the pot came out with it, immediately splashing water everywhere.

Jiang Mingyi barely managed to suppress his impulse to back away, clenching his fists to prevent himself from thinking about wiping the water droplets from his face.

"What did you say?"

The young man almost thought that Gu An'an was deliberately making things difficult for him. Didn't she hear what he was saying?

Seeing the fleeting suspicion in the young man's eyes, Gu An'an explained earnestly, "If you want to apologize, you have to have the right attitude, right?"

She genuinely liked and felt sorry for these children. Their biological father was missing, and they didn't know who their biological mother was. They had also been passed around by Old Lady Jiang and abused by the original owner of the body.

But even love must have its limits. She needs to educate these children to have sound values ​​and grow up safely and smoothly, and she must not let them go astray.

Therefore, you can love them, but you can't spoil them all the time.

We should also teach them the principles of conduct and interpersonal relationships.

Jiang Mingyi looked at the woman who was only a head taller than him. Her expression was so serious, as if the laughter and joy of the past two days were all an illusion.

The young man hesitated for a moment, then lowered his head. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that."

It's really not easy to get the big villain to bow down. Gu An'an took a deep breath. "Jiang Mingyi, you have to remember this: I don't care what happens outside, but at home, the person eating must respect the person cooking. I don't need condescending praise. If you think my cooking is bad, you can choose not to eat it. I won't stop you from making whatever you want."

"No." The young man looked up. "Your cooking is... still very delicious."

He almost said it was okay.

If that were really said, I don't know how Gu An'an would go crazy.

"Alright, just remember that." Gu An'an didn't want to make a big deal out of it; a little discipline would suffice. "Today, you'll be washing the dishes as punishment."

Seeing the young man's surprised look, Gu An'an tilted her head and asked, "What's wrong? Do you feel wronged by washing dishes?"

If you dare to complain, you can forget about eating her cooking from now on!

Under the eaves, Jiang Mingyi clenched his fists. "No, it's what I should do."

That's more like it.

Gu An'an nodded with satisfaction, "Then let's divide the work like this from now on: Zhu'er will start the fire, you will be in charge of washing the pots and pans, and I will cook. A family should have a clear division of labor."

Leaving behind the responsibility assignment sheet, Gu An'an strode away.

Jiang Mingyi watched the departing figure, took a deep breath, and thought to himself, "If I had known I would take on such a job, why did I say that?"

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