Li Siwang felt that he was telling the truth.
Snow pear and white fungus soup is stewed with half a round eggplant. No one knows whether it tastes good or not. It's hard to say whether it's poisonous or not.
But Gu Jialu sounded like these words were full of ridicule and ridicule, and her face suddenly lost its expression.
"I knew it was like this. Li Siwang, you have changed, you have changed your mind." Gu Jialu was so aggrieved that she almost cried: "A few years ago, you would have drank it without even thinking about it, but now you are just annoying me and don't want to Ignore me. In fact, I don’t want to ignore you either. I will never ignore you again.”
After saying that, Gu Jialu turned around suddenly, lowered her head and ran away.
She didn't want to see Li Siwang for a moment, she didn't have such a brother.
Li Siwang grabbed Gu Jialu's arm with his big hand, and said in a gentle voice: "Don't lower your head, be careful of hitting the tree!"
It was originally a word of concern, but Gu Jialu sounded even more angry.
Because there was a saying in a popular skit at the time: "A pig hit a tree, you hit a pig, right?"
So in Gu Jialu's mind, Li Siwang compared her to a pig.
Her childhood sweetheart and childhood sweetheart had changed, and even called herself a pig, which made Gu Jialu feel that she was worse off than a pig that hit a tree.
"You don't have to worry about it." Gu Jialu shook off Li Siwang's hand, took two steps and stopped. He turned around and came back, kicked Li Siwang hard on the calf, then turned around and ran away.
Li Siwang squatted down and covered his painful leg with both hands. He really didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
After rubbing his legs for a long time, Li Siwang stood up limpingly and entered the kitchen again.
He took the stew pot off the fire, poured out the blackened soup, washed the pot and refilled the pot with white fungus and snow pears, then started to stew slowly.
Unknowingly, Li Siwang started staring at the stew pot in a daze.
My sister has grown up and is no longer a beautiful rag doll in kindergarten, nor is she a little girl in first or second grade.
I have grown up too. His thoughts will be deeply hidden, and no one dares to know.
"Xiao Wang, what are you doing here?" Aunt Cheng came to the kitchen to look at the soup on the fire, and saw Li Siwang standing there blankly.
"Oh, Aunt Cheng, I'm sorry, I spilled the soup and just wanted to stew it in another pot." Li Siwang said with a gentle smile: "I don't know much about heat. I'm afraid it will be cooked dry, so I'm just watching here."
"We have exams tomorrow, why do you care about this?" Aunt Cheng quickly pushed Li Siwang: "I'll take a look, and I'll send it to you when the cup is ready. Don't worry, I know you don't drink it with rock sugar."
"No, Auntie, I drank just now." Li Siwang deliberately looked embarrassed and said: "I drank a bowl and thought it tasted particularly delicious, so I wanted to have another bowl, but it spilled. No one had to eat. , I just stewed it for the second time. But it doesn’t look comparable to my aunt’s craftsmanship.”
Li Siwang has been sensible since he was a child, and now he is even better at talking and making people happy.
Aunt Cheng has worked in the Gu family for many years, and has served for so many years after coming here. She raised several children by herself, just like her family.
Therefore, Li Siwang was always polite to Aunt Cheng and often made her happy.
Aunt Cheng was indeed very happy. While pushing Li Siwang out of the kitchen, she asked him what he wanted for breakfast tomorrow. She would cook it herself.
Li Siwang knew that if he didn't say anything, Aunt Cheng would definitely prepare a large table for breakfast, so he just mentioned a few simple things that the family usually eats.
Aunt Cheng agreed and told Li Siwang to go back to bed quickly and not to be nervous about the exam tomorrow.
(End of chapter)