After Mrs. Jiang left, Bei Yutang handed him a cup of tea from beside her.
Xiao Jiangli looked at the cup of tea and looked at her warily.
"Aren't you thirsty?" Bei Yutang gestured for him to drink some water. "This cup of tea isn't hot."
"You want me to drink what you've already had?" Xiao Jiangli said with disgust.
"I didn't drink a sip. I gave it to you because I felt sorry for you. It's just right if you don't drink it. I'm still thirsty." Bei Yutang had an expression on his face that said 'Fortunately you don't want it', and he couldn't wait to take the glass of water.
Seeing her like that, Xiao Jiangli's eyes flashed with cunning, "Who said I don't drink it? Since you gave it to me, it's mine."
As he spoke, little Jiang Li took the cup of tea and drank it in big gulps, looking at her proudly with his little eyes.
Bei Yutang pretended to be depressed, as if saying, "You are so cunning and shameless."
When little Jiangli saw this, he felt so proud that the water even tasted sweet.
Bei Yutang looked at his smug and arrogant look and laughed inwardly.
A brat is a brat.
When Mrs. Jiang came with ice water, she saw little Jiang Li drinking Mrs. Jiang's tea.
I saw that the wife didn’t drink it before, it turned out that she was keeping it cool for the young master.
After he finished drinking it, he felt extremely comfortable.
Bei Yutang glanced at the time and said, "You've already rested for ten minutes. You can continue working."
Xiao Jiangli was driven by Bei Yutang to continue working under the sun with resentment.
"What happened to the sour plum soup in my pot?" Bei Yutang asked.
"It's ready. You can eat it after it cools down."
Seeing that the day was getting hotter, Bei Yutang finally asked him to stop.
Xiao Jiangli was extremely tired and felt even more resentful towards Bei Yutang.
"You can't handle such a small job?" Bei Yutang looked at him with disdain. "When I was your age, I could carry a table and work for more than ten hours without stopping."
Xiao Jiangli had a cocky expression on his face, saying, "No one would believe you."
Mrs. Jiang brought over some sour plum soup, "Young Master, have some sour plum soup to cool down."
Xiao Jiangli had never tasted this thing before. After taking a sip, he found it sour and sweet, and tasted great. He drank the whole bowl of sour plum soup in one breath.
"Mrs. Jiang, another bowl please."
Mrs. Jiang hurriedly served him another bowl.
"This sour plum soup is really delicious." After drinking it, little Jiang Li smacked his lips, feeling that it had an endless taste.
Mrs. Jiang smiled and said, "It tastes good, doesn't it? This is the sour plum soup that Madam made especially for you."
The smile on Xiao Jiangli's face suddenly froze.
Bei Yutang looked at him, looking depressed as if he had eaten shit and wanted to vomit but couldn't, and the smile on his lips grew wider and wider.
Xiao Jiangli looked at her unkindly and said in a stern tone, "Don't think that if you try to please me, I will accept you and acknowledge your identity."
"Xiao Li, you're overthinking it. I'm not trying to please you. I made this sour plum soup for everyone to enjoy. You're just along for the ride."
Xiao Jiangli was so angry that he threw the bowl on the table and went upstairs angrily.
Mrs. Jiang couldn't understand Bei Yutang's behavior. Didn't she help the young master cook it before? Why did she say that in front of him? This was a thankless task and made him dislike her even more.
"Madam, why don't you tell him the truth?" Mrs. Jiang couldn't understand.
"He doesn't like to hear the truth." Bei Yutang smiled indifferently.
When the original owner came, he also thought about building a good relationship with him, tried to please him, and was very tolerant of him.
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