"Uncle Wu! I'm hungry!"
Lin Yuan walked through the last path and finally saw the kitchen.
The smoke drifted away from the window, and the cook inside heard Lin Yuan's shout and stuck his head out, replying with a silly smile on his face:
"My little benefactor, it's been more than a day since I went down the mountain, and now I think of Uncle Wu?"
The man who called himself Uncle Wu was fat, broad-shouldered and round-waisted. His clothes were stained with oil smoke, and he seemed to be wearing a worn-out piece of clothing around his waist to block the splashing oil and water.
Lin Yuan jumped up to the window. He didn't mind being dirty. He leaned forward and put his arms on the edge of the window. Then he looked at the fat cook inside. If he hadn't remembered his facial features, Lin Yuan would have taken it seriously. Don't dare to admit it!
"Hey! Uncle Wu, why are you so mellow after we haven't seen you for a few years?" Lin Yuan asked with a smile.
The cook still had a silly smile on his oily face. His hands kept stir-frying the dishes in the pot, and he replied: "It's because the master is kind-hearted. He has meat every meal, how can he not gain weight?"
When Lin Yuan heard this, he pretended to be furious and pointed at the cook, saying: "Hey! In broad daylight and the world is bright, you dare to accuse the family master. What crime do you deserve?"
Quickly putting down the spatula in his hand, the cook reached out and tapped the corner of his mouth a few times, and replied with an attitude of admitting his mistake: "Look at me, a rough guy, who can't speak louder than his head, slap his mouth!"
After the play was over, the two of them looked at each other and smiled, and the cook continued to pick up the spatula and work.
"Little benefactor, please sit down for a while. This dish will be cooked for you as soon as it comes out of the pot. What do you want to eat?" Uncle Wu asked.
Lin Yuan responded "No hurry" and walked slowly to the steps at the door of the kitchen and sat down.
After stir-frying for a while, the cook shouted loudly, "Here comes the food!" Then a servant hurried over, not noticing Lin Yuan beside him until he took the plate with both hands and looked at this from the corner of his eye. Only then did she catch sight of the young master sitting on the steps. She hurriedly bent down to salute with a panicked look on her face, and the food in her hands almost fell to the ground.
"Meet...meet the eldest young master..."
Lin Yuan was a little amused. He stepped forward to help her up with both hands, and then asked with a smile: "I don't eat people, am I that scary?"
When she raised her head, Lin Yuan realized that she was a girl about the same age as herself. There was a lot of dust on her face, her hair was messy, and her clothes were exaggerated, as if she was in the mud. It's like rolling around.
The girl was a little flattered by being treated like this by Lin Yuan. She didn't dare to look at Lin Yuan and stammered: "The master of the house has ordered that anyone... whoever neglects the eldest young master will be expelled." Lin Mansion.”
Lin Yuan closed his eyes in pain. No wonder the servants of the Lin Mansion shrank when they saw him today.
Seeing Lin Yuan's demeanor, the little girl thought that she had said something wrong to make the young master unhappy, so she knelt down to atone for her sin. Fortunately, Lin Yuan had quick eyes and quick hands and caught her.
"What are you doing?" Lin Yuan asked confused.
The girl's body was trembling slightly, tears slid down her cheeks and onto her pointed chin, dripping on her clothes.
"It was me... I was the one who bumped into the eldest young master without manners, and I begged him not to expel me from the house." The girl sobbed.
Lin Yuan is really one of the best, and his image has been completely ruined by his unscrupulous sister! Although it's not that good to begin with...
"I don't mean to blame you. It's just an indifferent matter. This...I..." Lin Yuan was at a loss for words. He didn't know how to coax a girl.
The girl thought that Lin Yuan had not forgiven him, so she planned to kneel down again.
Lin Yuan grabbed her arm tightly and stamped his feet anxiously.
Fortunately, at this time, Uncle Wu leaned out of the window and said with a smile: "Girl Mo, the young master didn't blame you, and he won't drive you away. He has other things to worry about."
The girl raised her tearful cheeks and looked at Lin Yuan. She didn't stand up until the latter nodded frantically.
Lin Yuan looked at the girl's cheeks washed by tears. He rolled up his sleeves and planned to wipe her. Even though the girl tried to dodge in every possible way, she could not escape Lin Yuan's "claws".
It wasn't until Lin Yuan felt that the wipe was almost done that he let go of the girl.
"Okay, go and eat quickly, otherwise the food will be cold in a while." Lin Yuan said with a smile.
The girl lowered her head, not daring to look at Lin Yuan.
The cook lying at the window had a smile on his face. When Lin Yuan looked at him asking for help, he said: "Xiao Mo, go to the dining room quickly, otherwise the young master will really get angry!"
As soon as she heard this, the girl ran away without a trace.
Lin Yuan sat back on the steps feebly, accusing Lin Weiyang in his heart.
"What do you want to eat?" the cook asked.
"Egg noodles!" Lin Yuan replied angrily.
As soon as he finished speaking, a steaming bowl of egg noodles appeared next to him.
The familiar aroma penetrated his nose, and Lin Yuan looked down at the bowl with some surprise. The cook was holding a large bowl in both hands and was carefully sitting next to him. However, the place was too narrow for his large size, so it was difficult to sit down.
Lin Yuan quickly took the big bowl from the cook's hand and moved his buttocks to make it easier for him to sit down.
The two of them were just huddled on the steps, both holding the same noodles.
"Did you guess that I was going to eat this?" Lin Yuan looked at the bland noodles in the bowl. The side dishes were only two fried eggs and green vegetables. He picked up his chopsticks and stirred the noodles in his hands.
The cook smiled and said: "Isn't this what you like? How did you say that? Shan..."
He couldn't remember, and Lin Yuan reminded: "I can choose from delicacies from mountains and seas..."
"Not as good as a bowl of egg noodles!" the cook said, inserting his chopsticks into the noodles and patting his plump thighs.
Lin Yuan smiled, picked up the noodles, put them into his mouth, and let out a sigh of satisfaction.
This bowl of noodles is still delicious!
Seeing Lin Yuan devouring his food, the cook also started eating.
What the two of them ate was soup and water, which was extremely indecent.
After a while, Lin Yuan's bowl was empty, not even a drop of soup was left.
Lin Yuan held the bowl in one hand, touched his satisfied belly, and said, "Uncle Wu, what's going on with that girl?"
No matter how Lin Yuan accused his unscrupulous sister, he knew that Lin Weiyang would never treat her servants badly in terms of food, clothing, housing, and transportation. But the girl just now seemed to have just escaped, and Lin Weiyang could not let her go. in spite of.
With a faint sigh, Uncle Wu put down the noodles he had just picked up, looked at Lin Yuan and said, "That little girl just came to the house not long ago. When the head of the house came back from an outing, she was rescued by a horse bandit on the road. The head of the house thought she was pitiful. , and brought it back."
"Don't you have any family?" Lin Yuan asked.
The cook shook his head and said vaguely while eating: "She didn't say anything, and she refused to wash up and change her clothes. Until now, I only know her surname is Mo, but when the owner of the house handed her over to me, he told me that she It seems that she was sold by her family, so she doesn’t want to go back. In that case, I gave her a simple job of serving food.”
Lin Yuan scratched his head and said: "Sister Weiyang would actually take in people of unknown origin, it's not like her style."
After finishing the noodles in the bowl, the cook wiped the soup from his mouth with his hand. He looked at Lin Yuan with a strange expression and said, "Sometimes, you are quite smart, but you are also quite ridiculous when you are stupid."
"How do you say this?" Lin Yuan was puzzled.
The cook reached out and flicked Lin Yuan's forehead and said, "Think about your own experience at that time."
Lin Yuan realized now that Lin Weiyang saw his own shadow in the little girl.
Another long sigh made Lin Yuan really have a headache.
"What's going on?" the cook asked curiously.
Lin Yuan tilted his head and looked at the cook, and said, "Uncle Wu, tell me the truth. Did Sister Weiyang really wipe out the Liu family back then, and no one was left?"
The cook's round face was full of surprise, and he said: "Why do you ask this suddenly? If you want to know, wouldn't you just ask your sister?"
This was Lin Yuan's headache. He didn't want to, or in other words, didn't want to question Lin Weiyang.
But what Lei Ming said today really made Lin Yuan pay attention.
If what Lei Ming said is true, then Lin Weiyang definitely concealed something about the Liu family's destruction.
But if he deliberately provoked her, then if he questioned Lin Weiyang, wouldn't it be an extreme distrust of her?
It doesn’t matter if you ask, it doesn’t matter if you don’t ask.
Lin Yuan's head almost burst.
Seeing that the eldest young master was speechless, the cook guessed where Lin Yuan was depressed. He patted Lin Yuan with a naive smile and said, "After all, you two siblings have grown up together. There is something that you cannot talk about openly."
Listening to the cook's tone, Lin Yuan rolled his eyes and said angrily: "It's not that simple!"
The cook knew that it would be useless to speak so bluntly. Lin Yuan had reached a dead end, so he rolled his eyes, patted his chubby belly and said, "My dear benefactor, take a look, what is this?"
Tilting his head and taking a look, Lin Yuan said: "My belly!"
"That's right. If I asked you, what is in my stomach? What would you answer?" the cook continued.
Lin Yuan didn't answer. He shook the empty bowl in his hand, meaning: Aren't you talking nonsense!
The cook nodded and said, "The reason you know is because you saw what I ate. If you haven't seen it at noon today, but you want to know what I ate, what should you do?" "
"Ask you..." Lin Yuan blurted out three words, but each word was quieter than the last.
Lin Yuan then said: "These two things are different."
"What's the difference?" asked the cook.
Lin Yuan was silent, he couldn't answer.
The cook didn't speak again. He silently took away the bowls and chopsticks from Lin Yuan's hand, walked back to the kitchen, and began to do his own business.
He knew that Lin Yuan needed time to get out of the dead end.
"Is there really no difference between the two things?" Lin Yuan struggled with this question in his mind.
After working for a while, the cook poked his head out again, saw Lin Yuan's dull look, and couldn't help laughing.
"You, you just think too much! You two are relatives, why are you so entangled! Don't you have nothing to hide from your sister?"
"If you want to know something, just ask directly. If you think about it in a single-minded way, there will be no results. If you siblings feel resentful about this, then it will really be more than the gain is worth the loss."
Pulled back to his senses by Uncle Wu's broken voice, Lin Yuan smiled bitterly and shook his head.
Yes, he also hid things from Lin Weiyang, such as Feng Wuxin.
He didn't tell Lin Weiyang because he was afraid that she would worry or it would be inconvenient to tell her right away.
If she asked, he would tell her everything without reservation. Even if she would be angry, cry, or make trouble, he would tell Lin Weiyang the truth, and then play tricks on her to keep her from being angry.
Lin Yuan's heart knot was untied.
Perhaps, it was just because I had been in the mountains for too long and I didn't know how to get along with Lin Weiyang.
He stood up with his hands on his knees, and a ray of sunshine happened to shine through the gap in the clouds on Lin Yuan's face.
"It looks like the weather is going to clear up..." Lin Yuan said to himself.
After stretching comfortably, Lin Yuan walked to the window again and lay down on his stomach. He said to Uncle Wu who was chopping vegetables with a kitchen knife in both hands: "Uncle Wu, please do me a favor."
Seeing this, the cook knew that Lin Yuan's knot had been resolved, so he cut the vegetables and said, "What's the matter?"
Lin Yuan smiled and raised his fingers at the cook, gesturing for him to come over.
Seeing how mysterious Lin Yuan was, the cook had no choice but to stop what he was doing and put his ear close to Lin Yuan.
After talking a lot, Uncle Wu squinted his small eyes and looked at Lin Yuan when he stood up, and said angrily: "It's easy to make a snack, but you want me to be a big man?" Is it immoral for us to buy those things?"
Helpless, Lin Yuan had no choice but to use his killing move again, and came with the "Two Sleeves Breeze".
The cook gave Lin Yuan a big roll of his eyes and said, "Okay, I'll bring it back to you when I go shopping in the afternoon."
"Okay, thank you Uncle Wu!"
As soon as Lin Yuan finished speaking, a figure suddenly fell from the sky and landed behind Lin Yuan, making him tremble all over.
Turning around, he saw that Lin Sanli was back. She must have been looking for him for a long time.
"Are you hungry? Why don't you eat something first?" Lin Yuan said.
Lin Sanli shook his head and said, "He returns to Lei Mansion."
"Didn't you go anywhere else?" Lin Yuan asked.
The answer was that Lin Sanli shook his head again.
"There are people watching outside the house," Lin Sanli said.
This was something Lin Yuan didn't expect. Lei Ming could move so fast. It seemed that he was really afraid that something would go wrong in Feng Wu's heart.
"As long as those people don't enter the house to pry, just let them be. They should all be from Lei Mansion." Lin Yuan said.
I feel full after eating, and the knot in my heart is relieved.
Lin Yuan planned to go back to his room to take a nap. After having that dream in the morning, he felt extremely tired for some reason.
After greeting the two of them, Lin Yuan walked towards Lin Weiyang's boudoir. After all, he didn't know which room he was arranged in, so he could only "make do" in Lin Weiyang's room.
In front of the kitchen, Lin Sanli and the cook were left looking at each other, neither of them speaking.
However, Uncle Wu seemed a little unnatural and said, "What... do you want to eat?"
Lin Sanli was silent for a while, and then said: "Whatever."
Perhaps chefs are most afraid of these two words!
Rubbing his hands together, Uncle Wu added, "How about a bowl of egg noodles?"
"...Anything is fine."
Yes, it’s no use asking, it’s better to just do it.
After asking Lin Sanli to wait for a moment, Uncle Wu began to prepare the young man's lunch.
