Futuristic Chef Transmigrated As Mother Chapter 44 – Don’t Blame Him

Jiang Danhe nodded. At this moment, there was a knock on the door. Li Shouji asked who it was. Yu Zhizhi’s shy and sweet voice sounded “Brother Li, it’s me.”

Li Shouji had no choice but to open the door. When he saw Yu Zhizhi’s face, his face immediately turned into a polite smile. “Miss Yu.”

Yu Zhizhi lowered her head shyly and walked past Li Shouji to Jiang Danhe’s side. She scanned his face and thought to herself happily. “He still looked as handsome as ever.”

Afraid that Jiang Danhe would notice her looking at him, Yu Zhizhi quickly diverted her gaze towards the empty bowl on the table. What she saw excited her tremendously. “He finished all the porridge I made. He must think that I’m a virtuous woman!”

“Brother Jiang, is the food good?”

As she spoke, she could not hide the emotions in her eyes. Her face was flushed with excitement.

Jiang Danhe said insensitively, “It’s okay.”

To be precise, it was not exactly delicious. However, she was the daughter of their savior after all. He could not be too straightforward. He still knew his manners.

Yu Zhizhi glanced at Jiang Danhe shyly. “What is this? If it’s good, just say it’s good. To think he is embarrassed to say that.” With those thoughts running through her mind, Yu Zhizhi had a coy look on her face and her eyes couldn’t stop blinking.

Seeing that Yu Zhizhi still had no intentions of leaving the room. Jiang Danhe could not help but look in her direction with a frown. However, what he saw was her incessant blinking. Jiang Danhe thought that she was experiencing discomfort in her eyes, so he advised her to get some medicine for her ailment. This elicited a snort from the girl in front of him.

If Jiang Danhe knew what Yu Zhizhi was thinking, he would be speechless. He was just following his principle of not wasting food, that was why he had finished up all the porridge in his bowl.

Li Shouji, who was observing all this on the side, couldn’t hold it in anymore. Jiang Danhe was such a straight thinking person—it seemed like he needed some help from him. Li Shouji coughed to attract the attention of Yu Zhizhi, who was still immersed in her own fantasy.

“I say, we’re not far from home. Don’t you wish to see your wife and mother?”

He emphasized the word “wife” deliberately so that Yu Zhizhi could hear him clearly.

As expected, Yu Zhizhi’s face turned pale. Her slender hands tugged at the corner of her clothes. Li Shouji sighed in his heart. “Don’t blame me.”

Jiang Danhe didn’t know why Li Shouji was asking him this when there were outsiders around, but he was instantly distracted by those words.

How could he not want to go back? He had wanted to go back even in his dreams. But he had a mission to complete and he did not want to implicate them. Moreover, he could not make an appearance now. Otherwise, it would be meaningless for him to fake his death. He thought about his mother and his newly-wedded wife at home. He wondered if she was still waiting for him or whether she had left. After all, he was officially a dead person now.

Completely immersed in his thoughts, Jiang Danhe did not notice Yu Zhizhi leaving. Li Shouji, who was closely observing the two of them, heaved a sigh of relief after sending the dejected Yu Zhizhi off. “This is for your own good, please don’t blame me.”

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Zhuang Zhuang silently wrote down the last word and handed the paper to Xiaoguo. His eyes flickered with anticipation.

Xiaoguo took it and looked through the words. She was dumbfounded. Zhuang Zhuang got them all correct again!

In order to increase the level of difficulty, she had mixed up some new words and old words while testing him. She didn’t expect that Zhuang Zhuang would get everything right. Could this child really be a little genius?

Zhuang Zhuang wanted to continue learning new words, but Xiaoguo felt that since he was still a child, there should be a balance between work and leisure. She called Zhuang Zhuang to help her cook in the kitchen.

When Zhuang Zhuang heard that, he laid down his brush and put away the books. He then followed her to the kitchen.

“Shall I make you sweet and sour fish for lunch today?” Xiaoguo thought about the remaining fish she had caught the last time. Since she was free today, she could cook for him.

“Yes, yes.” Zhuang Zhuang nodded vigorously. Although he didn’t know what sweet and sour fish was, he was still excited.

After steaming the rice, Xiaoguo removed the last fish from the water and put in the newly caught ones. Fortunately, they were still alive. She had almost forgotten to mention them to Zhuang Zhuang.

After knocking the fish out, Xiaoguo cut open the fish and scraped off its scales. She then washed it with fresh water. After shaking off the excess water on the fish, Xiaoguo made a few cuts on both sides of the fish and coated it with flour.