In her past life, Jiang Sege watched as her loved ones left one by one, and ultimately died from poison.
Reborn this life, she vows to deal with those little monkeys.
When the scumbag p...
Asking about winter, one should know that it is time to leave.
After considering it for a moment, Qu Shaowu clasped his hands and knelt down to express his loyalty, saying, "As long as Deputy Commander Gu needs me, I am willing to give my life!"
Upon seeing this, Shao Zhengnan quickly knelt down and said that he was also willing to devote himself to Gu Songhan until his dying breath!
"From this day forward, I want the two of you to keep a close eye on Wu Feitao. I need to know his every move!"
Qu Shaowu and Shao Zhengnan never expected that the mission they were about to take would be so exciting!
What can we do? They ran right into us!
After the two left, the gatekeeper came to report that Qiaolian had arrived and said that no one was allowed to enter the ancestral hall at present, and that Marquis Changping did not allow anyone to send food to Jiang Segu.
Gu Songhan paused, his hand about to treat his wound, and then hurriedly dressed and left the mansion.
Gu Songhan first went to Balixiang to buy some pastries that Jiang Segu liked. After that, he went to several other places and bought all the things that Jiang Segu liked.
Finally, I went to Liuweizhai again. It turned out to be a tiny shop run by a husband and wife. I didn't leave immediately, but asked about the signboard and learned that it was crab shell pastry, so I bought some.
The proprietress worked swiftly, kneading the dough, wrapping it with ghee, flattening it, and then filling it with the filling. All her movements were fluid and efficient. At the same time, she said with a smile, "Please wait a moment, sir. This crab shell pastry tastes best when it's freshly baked!"
Seeing this, Gu Songhan wanted to leave, but the shop owner said with a smile, "My wife and I are from Huizhou. This crab roe shell is a family recipe passed down by my wife. I guarantee it will be worth your wait!"
As he spoke, he helped his wife put the prepared crab shell pastries into the stove.
Perhaps because he was multitasking, he accidentally got burned by the charcoal fire.
The proprietress was immediately enraged. Ignoring the customers, she angrily scolded, "Look at you! Clumsy and clumsy! Who told you to do this? You're always causing trouble and getting nothing done! Get out of my way! Go get some cold water to rinse it off, then find some burn ointment to apply!"
The shop owner first apologized to Gu Songhan, then tugged at his wife's sleeve, "Keep your voice down, don't scare the customer! I just don't want you to get tired, I wanted to help you..."
"Help, help, help? What help are you trying to do! I think you're just making things worse. Don't stand here in the way, hurry up and apply the ointment, so you won't have another excuse not to wash the dishes tomorrow!"
The shop owner said embarrassedly, "How would I know where you put the burn ointment? Go get it for me!"
The proprietress was still muttering about the shop owner's clumsiness, but she went to the backyard without any delay.
The shop owner, looking somewhat embarrassed, put the remaining crab shell dough into the oven and said, "Sir, please excuse my rudeness! Don't let my wife's fierce appearance fool you; if I get hurt, she'll be the first one to lash out!"
Sometimes men have to act a little silly, so that people will cherish them!
Of course, relationships are reciprocal; she cares for me, so I have to care for her even more! I certainly can't let her come here—a dangerous worker whose hands are practically in the fire!
Gu Songhan seemed to understand something, but he was also somewhat confused.
The proprietress quickly brought over burn ointment, and seeing that the crab shell pastry on the table was gone, she started complaining again, "Who told you to move around like that again? Put your hand out!"
The shop owner extended his reddened hand, and although his wife still scolded him mercilessly for being clumsy, her voice carried the tenderness of the rain in Jiangnan.
Seeing this, Gu Songhan felt as if he had been offended, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what had offended him...