So how did he learn these skills?
Suddenly, she thought of Chu Hong who had stayed in Youzhou for three years. It was said that he had suffered a lot in order to gain a foothold in Youzhou.
Presumably, these skills were acquired at that time.
Only then did Chu Qingluan realize that she had not really understood Chu Hong, nor did she know what he had experienced before.
After cleaning the house, Chu Hong sorted out the daily necessities, then skillfully made a fire and cooked.
He was meticulous and thoughtful, without any trace of the flamboyant King Rui of Chu.
Chu Qingluan stared at him in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Sister? But the food is not to your liking? I... I will go to learn how to cook from Aunt Li this afternoon."
Seeing that Chu Qingluan didn't move her chopsticks, Chu Hong felt a little embarrassed.
He couldn't even do such a small thing, yet he still had the audacity to say that he could take good care of his sister and children. He felt extremely useless.
He twisted the corner of his clothes with his fingers and frowned into the shape of the Chinese character "川".
He didn't remember at all that he had suffered a lot in Youzhou before, but the meals he cooked were just to fill his stomach and he just made do with being edible.
So his cooking skills are not good.
Moreover, the series of actions just now were all based on the body's instincts.
He didn't even question his identity or why he did these things.
For example, chopping wood, making fire, sweeping and so on.
Even though he had lost his memory, these movements seemed to be etched into his bones.
"No, the food is good."
Chu Qingluan came back to her senses, picked up a chicken leg from the plate and put it in Chu Hong's bowl.
"Your injury has just healed, eat quickly."
Chu Hong's eyes suddenly lit up, and all the tension and uneasiness disappeared.
For him, getting his sister's approval is the most important thing.
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