The Anarchic Consort Chapter 1212: Bai Ye teaches Ah Jiu to cook

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"Let them eat first, Grandpa." Bai Zhun took Jiu's hand and walked into the kitchen on the side without looking back.

The kitchen is semi-open, and you can see the movement inside the dining room table in the living room.

Old man Bai smiled and greeted the Gu family: "Come on, let's eat first, the kid fried noodles are also fast, Rourou, Xiaocheng, you all sit, don't always stand."

"I've already tasted Sister Wang's craftsmanship." Mr. Gu was the first to sit down, and he was not clear about the undercurrents rising among the children.

The two old men hadn’t seen each other for a long time, and they were very happy. They were full of white wine and paired with a plate of peanut beans and a pound of soy sauce beef. They were no different from when they were young.

Older people come together and like to tell old stories.

The two elders here are full of joy.

On the other side, Bai Zhun has washed the cucumbers and carrots, and is cutting them into very even vegetables with his head down.

The reason why Bai Ye can cook now is all because of Ah Jiu.

One year, Aunt Wang had gallstones, and she had to stay in a hospital for at least half a month for recuperation after the operation.

There is no one to cook at home. Although Ah Jiu is not picky about food, there is also a dining hall in the compound.

But in summer, children will not digest well when they eat greasy vegetables outside.

Know that Ah Jiu never got sick when he was in the temple.

Seeing that the child's mellow face was sharpened, Bai Zhun looked anxiously, and his fingers turned on the Internet to search for the only grandson of the Bai family, who had never touched the sun, and prepared to cook for himself.

The first meal was made by two people together.

Ajiu loves white rice.

Bai Zhun first checked the instructions, steamed rice with a rice cooker, opened the refrigerator, and took out the dishes. At the beginning, he wanted to make something simple.

At that time, Ah Jiu was still young, so he held whatever he wanted and handed it to him. The child would beat eggs, but there was always something on his face, which was so cute.

Since that day,

Every Sunday, Bai Zhun will cook a meal for Xiao Ajiu, even if Aunt Wang is discharged from the hospital, this habit has not changed.

"Brother, do you need to put the eggs, I'll help you beat them." Now Ah Jiu's height is already able to pass the Liulitai, that is, the cute and cute expression has not changed, and his eyes look sideways. Bai Zhun, who was cutting vegetables, asked very well.

Bai Zhun smiled and put the diced vegetables in the glass bowl: "No, but there is one thing that needs Ajiu's help."

"What's the matter?" Ah Jiu always likes to help her little brother.

Bai Zhun lowered his eyes and beat the eggs into another bowl, and said without raising his head: "Help me tie my apron."

Apron?

This kind of thing seems to be the first time the little brother asks himself.

A Jiu nodded solemnly, with a small face, seriously took off the apron hanging on one side, and said to Bai Zhun: "Brother, you turn around, or I Can't be attached."

"Okay." Bai Zhun wears disposable transparent gloves. He also holds a white bowl in his left hand. The white bowl is filled with egg liquid. He smiles at the corner of his mouth and raises both arms casually. , Just let Ah Jiu, who was a lot shorter than him, put on his apron.

You must put on the front before you can tie the back.

Ajiu is very careful, Bai Zhun can smell her hair as soon as he lowers his head.

Sometimes something will never change, such as the gentleness in Bai Zhun's eyes when he looks at Ah Jiu.

He might think that there is nothing, but it is not the case when others see it.

When Lord Bai couldn't control it, he lowered his head, and his thin lips fell on the top of Ah Jiu's head.

A Jiu raised his eyes to look at him, and then reached out to touch his head, it was so cute.

"What about the back? No more?" Bai Zhun raised an eyebrow and asked her.

A Jiu raised the apron in his hand and brought it: "Of course I have to tie it! Little brother, behave, don't move around casually, and cooperate with me."

"How to cooperate with you?" Bai Zhun was amused, and circled Ah Jiu with the free hand, not busy doing things at all.

Ajiu is standing in front of Bai Zhun, and Bai Zhun's legs are very long, so it looks like she is surrounded by him.

The child just wanted to talk.

There was a full chuckle over there: "Grandpa Bai wants laba vinegar, Bai Zhunyou..."

Gu Rou was shocked at the moment when she thought that the kitchen would be like this.

Bai Zhun reacted extremely quickly, turning around Ah Jiu with one hand, and put down the porcelain bowl on his hand, his eyes faintly: "What's the matter?"

"Oh, I'm here to get things." Gu Rou deserves to be Grandpa Gu's favorite granddaughter. Even if she thinks there is something wrong with the situation in front of her, she didn't say it. You are good at cooking, and the cuts are so beautiful. Have a chance to try your cooking skills in the future?"

Bai Zhun did not answer the rhetorical question, and his tone was very light: "What are you going to take?"

"Laba Vinegar!" Gu Rou was not affected by his attitude at all, but smiled even more: "Grandpa Bai said that your Bai family likes this the most."

Bai Zhun did not speak any more, but lowered his head, took out a small jar from the kitchen cabinet and handed it to Gu Rou.

Gu Rou took it and turned her head to face Ah Jiu on the side: "A Jiu, do you want to go with your sister? Gu Cheng is still waiting for you over there."

"I'll wait for my little brother." Jiu said while helping Bai Zhun to fasten his apron. He tilted his head and asked, "Is it tight?"

"Can't help." Bai Zhun rubbed her head, and the spoiling in his eyebrows was obvious: "Do you want me to teach you cooking?"

A Jiu's eyes lit up, and he nodded his little head heavily.

If the younger brother gets sick in the future, she can also take care of the younger brother.

Bai Zhun has always been patient in dealing with Jiu. He first asked Jiu to stand in front of the kitchen utensils, and then a hand came around behind Jiu, with the smell of grass, and his voice was nice: "First Fire, but in the future, when I’m away, I can’t do it alone."

"I can do it myself." Jiu felt that he was underestimated.

Bai Zhun bent over, put his chin on her shoulder, and smiled lowly: "Did you forget the last time you went into the kitchen and burned Aunt Wang's beloved rice cooker?"

"Little brother, Wuli Buddha said that he can still be a friend if he sees through it!" Ah Jiu clasped his small fist and said, "Don't always mention my dark history."

Bai Zhun smiled again, holding Ah Jiu's hand from behind with his fingers, teaching the children to make fried noodles little by little: "First put the oil, then put the eggs in. Pay attention that there should be no water in the oil pan. Slowly Slow down..."

Gu Rou didn't leave after taking the jar, she was there looking at the young man's profile.

She had heard too many rumors about Bai Zhun, and every one of them said that he was indifferent and difficult to approach.

But when facing his sister, he changed his appearance.

Even brothers and sisters, would such behavior be too intimate?