The little girl of the general's house

Chapter 1527

After Jing Zhong heard it, his eyes were full of shock: "I never thought that Uncle Lu's life would be so rough. Lu Zheng rarely mentioned his mother's affairs to me. When I was young, I even laughed at him about it. Thinking about it now, I was really hateful at that time.”

"That's right," Li Yujiao looked at Jing Zhong amusedly, "Now I'll give you a chance to redeem yourself."

"doing what?"

"Cooking." Li Yujiao raised her eyebrows, "This is your own words, that's what you said just now in front of Master's grave."

Jing Zhong opened his mouth wide: "But I don't know how to do it."

"Then you won't know how to eat when you were born, and you learned it later."

Jing Zhong and Li Yujiao talked about the conditions: "Why don't you come, I can help you. In fact, deep down in my heart, I want to cook a meal for you and Lu Zheng, but you have to dare to eat it. I Just ask you, if I give free rein, would you dare to eat the food I make?"

Li Yujiao was amused by Jing Zhong: "I won't accept anyone when I come here, so I will accept you."

Jing Zhong chuckled: "I'm still very capable, right? Look, you laughed."

Li Yujiao gave Jing Zhong a white look: "Let's talk about it first, I don't have any money."

"I know." Jing Zhong snorted, "When did you come out with me and let you spend money?"

Li Yujiao was a little embarrassed by the words: "It's all my fault for being too poor, but I will pay you back in other ways."

"for example?"

Li Yujiao smiled: "For example, you also have a share in the meal made today. Make sure to cook some dishes that you have never eaten before."

When the kitchen in Lu's small courtyard was fragrant, Lu Zheng came back.

Although it was only drizzling, he had been outside for so long that his clothes were damp.

Jing Zhong, who was in a hurry to add firewood, saw him coming back, and immediately ran over and pulled him behind the stove: "Come on, sit on this pony and roast well."

Lu Zheng was pushed to sit down, and then he looked up at Jing Zhong expressionlessly: "You want me to light the fire?"

Jing Zhong glared at Lu Zheng: "A dog biting Lu Dongbin doesn't know a good heart. I'm afraid you'll catch a cold, okay?"

Lu Zheng silently stuffed a piece of firewood into the stove: "You can always find all kinds of excuses."

Jing Zhong glanced at Lu Zheng, then at Li Yujiao, ran over and whispered to Li Yujiao, "Does he look better now?"

Li Yujiao nodded: "It's your credit, you can have an extra bowl of rice at night."

Jing Zhong twitched his lips, thinking that it was just a bowl of rice, no one would care for it.

When eating in the evening, Lu Zheng was still very depressed, but it was much better than when he was buried. At least he could talk, and occasionally he could quarrel with Jing Zhong.

Logically speaking, Jing Zhong would go back after dinner, but tonight he made an exception and stayed in Lu Zheng's room to sleep.

Lu Zhengyun glanced at him and directly refused: "I don't want it."

"Why?" Jing Zhong pointed outside, "Don't you know it's raining outside, how do you let me go back in such weather? Unless you send me."

Li Yujiao was drinking tea, and almost spit out when she heard the last sentence.

Lu Zheng let out a long breath: "Jing Zhong, I understand that you are right, but I'm fine, so you go back. My place is so simple, how can you get used to it?"

"Really?" Jing Zhong was still a little worried, "You really don't need me to accompany you?"

(End of this chapter)