Transmigrated to a Famine Year, a Fortunate Wife Relies on Her Farm to Prosper the Whole Family

Waking up from a dream, Su Yun transmigrated from a modern office worker to a young wife in an ancient rural village. Not only did she have an elderly and frail mother-in-law, but also two young an...

Chapter 186 Her Scent

Su Yun'er raised an eyebrow.

Is this a test of self-discipline, or a show of force?

Judging from Gu Jingheng's reaction just now, he was completely surprised that Xu Meng would say those things.

So, is Xu Meng deliberately targeting him?

Su Yun'er looked at Xu Meng, who awkwardly avoided her gaze.

With a faint smile, Su Yun'er confirmed her guess.

However, he wasn't angry.

I don't know what the inside story is about Xu Meng's actions against me, but it makes sense for an employer to test a cook's skills. If I want to earn this job, I naturally need to have the skills that the employer approves of.

"There's rice, vegetables, soup, and dessert, so it's not difficult," Su Yun'er said.

Lian Yingtong was somewhat surprised: "Madam Su..."

"I mean it. I'll go cook now. Young Master Gu, please look after Gai Xue for a while."

After saying that, Su Yun'er went back to the kitchen.

After Su Yun'er entered the kitchen, Gu Jingheng said in a low voice to his two servants, "Come in with me."

Upon entering Gu Jingheng's room, Gu Jingheng frowned slightly, scrutinizing his two capable subordinates.

"What exactly happened today?"

Gu Jingheng's words were concise, but even He and Xu understood what he meant.

Lian Yingtong glanced at Xu Meng, who pursed his lips and lowered his head, looking somewhat reluctant to speak.

Gu Jingheng frowned even more deeply.

The worst thing for soldiers in the military is not to be of one mind. Once they are on the battlefield, they are to entrust their lives to each other. But if there is a gap between their hearts and they do not trust each other, everything will become a delusion.

So Gu Jingheng asked again, "What were you arguing about just now?"

His tone was a few degrees colder than before.

Seeing that Gu Jingheng was really angry, Lian Yingtong quickly explained the reason.

"That's how it is. There's always been a fourth wife at that little shop, but today it just so happens that they changed shifts, so they went to the wrong person."

After hearing Lian Yingtong's explanation, Gu Jingheng felt only ashamed.

So that's what it was all about.

So that's all there is to it?

"It's just a case of mistaken identity, why are you making such a scene? I don't know what you mean by something serious," Gu Jingheng said. "Xu Meng, do you like that woman?"

Xu Meng was taken aback by the direct question, then blushed and scratched his head sheepishly.

Lien Ying-tung turned his head and chuckled to himself.

Without Xu Meng needing to answer, the answer was obvious. Gu Jingheng smiled and said, "If there's a chance in the future, I'd like to meet that woman you admire. However, now that Madam Su has been invited, it wouldn't be appropriate to immediately ask her to leave... You should also be mindful of your attitude." Gu Jingheng added.

Just now, in front of Su Yun'er, Gu Jingheng couldn't directly say anything about Xu Meng, otherwise the discord between master and servant would only make Su Yun'er, who was meeting him for the first time, laugh at him.

"Yes, General," Xu Meng replied immediately.

Lian Yingtong and Xu Meng went out, and Gu Jingheng saw Gai Xue sneak back in from outside.

Gai Xue rubbed against Gu Jingheng's feet and cried out, successfully softening Gu Jingheng's heart, and he hugged Gai Xue tightly in his arms.

“You little cat, you’re quite lucky. Your former owner loved you very much… What kind of fate is this? She’s your owner, and she even named you Gai Xue.” Gu Jingheng rubbed Gai Xue’s head and asked in a low voice, “She can not only read, but she also loves reading storybooks. No wonder you’re so fond of those picture books and sleep with them every day. It turns out it’s because they have her scent on them.”

Her scent...

Gu Jingheng thought of the faint fragrance of flowers.

"Young master, the meal is ready."