Scapegoat Bride novel Chapter 47

It was the voice of the Aunt Zhang. Han Yi Er smiled lightly: "Aunt Zhang, I want to make lunch for old master ..."

In that moment, Aunt Zhang's amiable expression was filled with displeasure: "No need!" With quick steps, she walked to Han Yi Er's side and pushed her away.

"Crash!" His body hit the refrigerator ...

What happened to Aunt Zhang?

Why was he so unhappy when he heard that he was going to cook for the lord?

Don't tell me that Aunt Zhang doesn't like others to cook for him?

Han Yi Er looked at Aunt Zhang with a puzzled face. Only now did Aunt Zhang gradually regain her senses, and walked towards her embarrassedly: "About that ..." Aunt Zhang's hands were trembling a little as she held onto the apron in front of her. She could feel that she was very nervous, "Yi Er, there's no need for you to do all this, haha ..."

Is that so?

Was the reason the Aunt Zhang was acting differently was because she should not have done all the work?

But why was the Aunt Zhang's kind smile so stiff and fake?

"No ...." It's nothing, Aunt Zhang, I just want to boil some porridge for him. " His words were filled with pleading, hoping to be understood by the amiable Aunt Zhang.

However, Aunt Zhang's expression was difficult, as if she was struggling with herself, "Alright, then you cook the porridge for Master and I will prepare some food for Master."

"Right." He happily nodded his head and started to busy himself with Aunt Zhang. Aunt Zhang's strange actions a moment ago had long been thrown to the back of his mind ...

"Aunt Zhang, are you making asparagus? "It smells so good ..." Han Yi Er asked Aunt Zhang beside him as she cooked porridge.

"Yes, dry burn of asparagus." The Aunt Zhang answered her question kindly.

Eh? Burn the asparagus?

This dish is from my hometown. Looking at Aunt Zhang's method, it is completely my hometown's culinary arts. Could it be that Aunt Zhang is also a blessed person?

"Aunt Zhang, are you also a person of Fortune?"

Hearing Han Yi Er's question, Aunt Zhang's face tensed up. She stood rooted to the spot in a daze, and the chopping board in her hand also stopped stir-frying, as she was completely immersed in some memories ...

"Aunt Zhang?"

"Huh?" Han Yi Er's words broke the Aunt Zhang's memories, gave an awkward laugh, and looked at the other person who was feeling hot. She purposely changed the topic, "What kind of porridge are you cooking for the old master?"

"This, this is green bean porridge. It's used for detoxifying poisons."

"Pa Da", the plate of vegetables in Aunt Zhang's hands fell onto the ground, making a clear sound.

"Aunt Zhang, are you alright?" Han Yi Er saw that Aunt Zhang's face was pale white, and closed the fire in panic, supporting Aunt Zhang.

"Yi Er, after you help me take care of it, I'm really not feeling well, so I'll go take a rest first." Aunt Zhang's tone was filled with impatience, her face becoming more and more pale.

Before Han Yi Er could reply, Aunt Zhang had already left the kitchen in a hurry ...

In the kitchen, only Han Yi Er who had not woken up yet was left ... ...

What happened to Aunt Zhang today? Was it because she was feeling unwell?

After tidying up everything, he carried the Aunt Zhang's food and the green bean porridge for detoxification into Old Master Yun's room.

He said that the green bean porridge was for detoxification. It was just cleaning up the garbage in his body. The long-term bedridden man had accumulated a lot of dust in his body, so it was better to drink this porridge. If there was a Chinese medicine in his home, the effect of boiling a bowl of rice porridge would be even more significant ...

After carefully feeding the Old Master Yun lunch, Han Yi Er took out a handkerchief from her pocket. Just as she was about to wipe the remnants off the corner of Old Master Yun's mouth, she realized ...

This handkerchief was given to her by Fang Heng ...