Chapter 1212 Master Bai Teaches Ah Jiu to Cook

"Let grandpa and the others eat first." Bai Zhun took Ah Jiu's hand and walked into the kitchen on the side without looking back.

The kitchen is semi-open, and the movement inside can be seen from the dining table in the living room.

Old Master Bai greeted the Gu family with a smile: "Come on, let's eat first, that kid is also quick to fry noodles, Rourou, Xiaocheng, you all sit down, don't always stand."

"I've long wanted to try Sister Wang's craft." Mr. Gu was the first to sit down, and he didn't know much about the undercurrents rising up among the children.

The two old people hadn't seen each other for a long time, and they were very happy. They were filled with white wine and served with a plate of peanut beans and a catty of sauced beef. It was no different from when they were young.

When old people get together, they like to tell stories about the past.

The two old men here are very happy.

On the other side, Bai Zhun had already washed the cucumbers and carrots, and was lowering his head to cut them into very uniform diced vegetables.

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

One year, Aunt Wang got gallstones. After the operation, she had to stay in the hospital for at least half a month to recuperate.

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

But in summer, when children eat greasy and heavy dishes outside, they will have indigestion.

You must know that Ah Jiu never got sick when he was in the temple.

Seeing that the child's round and round face became sharper, Bai Zhun looked at it anxiously, the only grandson of the Bai family who had never touched the spring water with his ten fingers, opened the Internet search, and prepared to cook by himself.

The first meal was made by two people together.

Ah Jiu likes to eat white rice.

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

At that time, Ah Jiu was still young, and he would hold whatever he wanted and hand it to him. The child could crack eggs, but there was always something on his little face, which was so cute that people liked it.

Since that day,

Every Sunday, Bai Zhun would cook a meal for little Ah Jiu. Even after Aunt Wang was discharged from the hospital, this habit did not change.

"Brother, do you want to put in the eggs? I'll beat them for you." Now Ah Jiu's height can pass over the counter, but the cute and cute expression has not changed, and he looks at the sideways chopping vegetables with big eyes. Bai Zhun asked very obediently.

Bai Zhun smiled, and put the diced vegetables into a glass bowl: "No need, but there is one thing that needs Ah Jiu's help."

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

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

An apron?

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

Ah Jiu nodded solemnly, with a small face, seriously took off the apron hanging on the side, and said to Bai Zhun: "Little brother, turn around, or I won't be able to tie it on." .”

"Okay." Bai Zhun was wearing disposable transparent gloves, and he was holding a white bowl in his left hand. The white bowl was filled with beaten egg liquid. With a smile on his lips, he raised his arms loosely, just like that Let Ah Jiu, who is much shorter than him, put on an apron for him.

You have to put it on the front first, then the back.

Ah Jiu was very careful, Bai Zhun could smell her hair as soon as he lowered his head.

Sometimes some things never change, such as the tenderness in Bai Zhun's eyes when he looked at Ah Jiu.

He himself may feel that there is nothing, but it is not the case when others see it.

Sometimes Bai Ye couldn't control himself, he lowered his head, and his thin lips fell on the top of Ah Jiu's head.

Ah Jiu raised her eyes to look at him, then reached out to touch her head, she was so cute.

"What about the back? No more?" Bai Zhun raised his eyebrows and asked her.

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

"How can I cooperate with you?" Bai Zhun was amused, and surrounded Ah Jiu with his free hand, not busy doing things at all.

Ah Jiu was standing in front of Bai Zhun, and Bai Zhun's legs were very long, so it looked like she was wrapped in his arms.

The child just wanted to talk.

A cheerful chuckle came from over there: "Grandpa Bai wants Laba vinegar, Bai Zhun you..."

Gu Rou obviously thought of such a scene in the kitchen, so she froze for a moment.

With a quick reaction, Bai Zhun circled Ah Jiu with one hand, put down the porcelain bowl on his hand, and said lightly, "Is there something wrong?"

"Oh, here to get things." Gu Rou is indeed Mr. Gu's favorite granddaughter. Even if she felt that there was something wrong with the situation in front of her, she didn't say it. The way you cook, the cuts are so beautiful, will you have a chance to try your cooking skills in the future?"

Bai Zhun didn't answer the question instead, and his tone was very light: "What do you want?"

"Laba vinegar!" Gu Rou was not affected by his attitude at all, but her smile became stronger: "Grandpa Bai said that your Bai family likes to eat this most."

Bai Zhun didn't 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 over, turned her head to the side of Ah Jiu and said, "Ah Jiu, do you want to go with sister, Gu Cheng is still waiting for you over there."

"I'll wait for my little brother." Ah Jiu said while helping Bai Zhun fasten the apron, tilting her head and asking, "Is it tight?"

"I can't help it." Bai Zhun rubbed her head, the pampering in his eyes was obvious: "Do you want me to teach you how to cook?"

Ah Jiu's eyes lit up, and she nodded her head heavily.

If the little brother is sick in the future, she can also take care of him.

Bai Zhun has always been patient in dealing with Ah Jiu. First, he let Ah Jiu stand in front of the kitchen utensils, and then walked around behind Ah Jiu with a hand, smelling of grass, and said in a pleasant voice, "Light the fire first, but In the future, when I'm not around, I can't light the fire alone."

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

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

"Little brother, Wuli Buddha said that you can still be friends if you see through it without telling the truth!" Ah Jiu clenched her fists and said, "Don't always mention my black history."

Bai Zhun smiled again, holding Ah Jiu's hand from behind with his fingers, and taught the child to make fried noodles bit by bit: "Put the oil first, then put the eggs in, be careful that there is no water in the oil pan, put it slowly... ..."

Gu Rou didn't leave after taking the jar, but just looked at the boy's profile.

She had heard too many rumors about Bai Zhun, all of which said that he was indifferent and not easy to get close to.

But when facing his sister, he changed his appearance.

Even if they were brothers and sisters, wouldn't such behavior be a little too intimate?