Chapter 1892 The Village Chief's Daughter (43)

"Oh, master, what are you doing? For things like peeling garlic, the old slave should come." The housekeeper was already planning to grab the garlic in Gu Jiuci's hand, but he glared at him, "Housekeeper, you go Let's wash the vegetables with Lin Yan." He raised his head and said to Lin Yan, "Cut the vegetables, and cut them according to the instructions of Miss Guo'er."

"Then master, let me peel the garlic," the butler said.

Gu Jiuci waved his hand and said seriously, "No need, this is a task given to me by Miss Guo'er. I come here every day to eat free food. Young master, I feel uncomfortable. Being able to do something for Miss Guo'er makes me feel good. Happy. Peeling garlic is not a troublesome thing, Master will do it."

The housekeeper looked blankly at Gu Jiuci, who was still so happy at work.

Knowing that it was persuasion, she looked up at Tang Guo who was smiling and talking to Gu Jiuci from time to time. He wiped his sweat and walked towards Lin Yan with his hands behind his back.

How noble his master used to be, sitting there, he was a rich and noble son.

He has witnessed the degeneration of the master step by step, and now he can sit under the window, peel garlic with a dagger, chat with the little girl, and look super happy.

Look at the man who will roll up his sleeves and pin the folding fan around his waist, not caring about his appearance at all.

Butler Yousang, the former master, can't come back anymore.

Therefore, he should go help Lin Yan wash the vegetables. Girl Guo'er's cooking skills are really good. After eating it once, she wants to eat it a second time, and she can't stop at all.

To be honest, it is really worth it to be able to eat this delicious food by working hard. He can understand the master's choice.

"Lin Yan, let's go, first go to Xiaoxi to wash the vegetables, and the fruits that I bought, I will also wash them, and send them to the master and the girl girl later. It's getting late, we Get it ready first, and then the girl Guo'er will be able to make delicious food."

Lin Yan worked hard and held a basket full of ingredients.

The two walked to the side of the stream and washed for a while. The housekeeper patted his head, "Lin Yan, go back and chop firewood. I remember that the firewood chopped by Miss Guo'er's house has been used up."

Lin Yan worked hard, stood up, wiped the water dry, "Okay."

In order to eat, the master can peel garlic and chop firewood, what's the point? He had strength, but he couldn't use it all up, and the assassin didn't want to play with him. The knife had not been sheathed for a long time, and it was suitable for chopping firewood.

When Lin Yan returned to the yard, he heard the sound of chopping wood, and had a bad premonition.

Pushing the door in, he saw his master, who had already rolled up the silk robe. Holding an axe, chopping firewood.

"Master..." Lin Yan stepped aside, "Come down."

You'd better go back and peel the garlic. How could you be allowed to do such rough work? If you pass it back, your eldest brother and second brother will know, and he will be scolded as a guard.

"Didn't I tell you to wash the vegetables?" Gu Jiuci didn't think there was anything wrong with chopping firewood by himself.

This is what Miss Guo'er ordered him to do, so naturally he has to do it.

"Go back to wash the vegetables, do you have the heart to let the elderly housekeeper be alone by the creek?"

The veins on Lin Yan's forehead moved. Although the housekeeper was not young, he was very skilled. Don't look at the housekeeper's thinness, but ten or eight strong men can't beat him.

"Ninth young master, take a break and have a cup of tea."