I really want to be a cook

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Jiang Ping didn't wait long when a beautiful young woman in a lady's dress and a woman's bun came over leading several maids.

"Msanggong, you are back, my servant has boiled your favorite sugar water for you."

The beautiful young woman looked at Jiang Ping with joy in her eyes and a gentle tone.

She is naturally Tie Ao's daughter, Jiang Ping's long-legged god-sister - Tie Guanyin.

Compared with the unruly and willful her before, Tieguanyin at this moment is simply a model of a lady.

The manner, gait, decoration, and even the slightest sideburn on the hairdo could not be faulted by the most strict nuns in the palace.

Two years ago, Jiang Ping went to the location provided by Tie Ao - a medium-sized sect named Black Stone Sect.

There are several pinnacle masters in the sect, and only one great master is missing to be promoted to Martial Dao Grand Master.

And one of the pinnacle masters is his cheap father-in-law, that is, the senior brother of Tie Guanyin's mother, a lover who has been waiting for his junior sister for 20 years.

After Tie Guanyin was picked up by her mother-in-law, she ate and slept well there. When Jiang Ping picked her up, she had gained several pounds.

Speaking of which, when Jiang Ping went, the mother-in-law and his cheap old father-in-law were very enthusiastic and did not embarrass him at all. They not only served him delicious food and drink, but also gave him two big red envelopes before leaving.

The so-called cannibalism is soft on the mouth and soft on the hands.

Jiang Ping, who originally wanted to say something nice to his father-in-law, rebelled on the spot, scolded the scumbag Tie Ao, and quickly united with his mother-in-law and the others.

So I gained a wave of goodwill again.

Now that Jiang Ping has a lot of opportunities, he directly reaps twice the happiness. Occasionally, when things go wrong with his father-in-law, he takes Tie Guanyin to visit his mother-in-law's house.

Tie Ao was so angry that he caught several little thieves on the spot, but there was nothing he could do.

In short, don't mention how happy Jiang Ping is now.

"Ah."

Jiang Ping nodded calmly, and glanced at the servants of the Iron Mansion who had gathered.

Everyone understands.

"Hello, uncle!"

"Hello everyone."

"Grandpa is handsome again!"

"Cough cough... I like your sincerity. Later, remember to go to Butler Wang to collect the reward, half a month's wages per person."

Anyway, it was the old man's money, and Jiang Ping didn't feel bad about spending it.

He has been here for so long, and he has never spent a penny of his own money.

The man with soft rice wore his hat securely.

Moreover, it is his natural duty as a socialist successor to seek welfare for the low-level staff.

For a moment, he felt that his forehead was brighter.

"Thank you, uncle!"

After the servants thanked the gift, they dispersed in small groups, ready to receive the reward.

"Sanggong, you're messing around again. Daddy will definitely blame you again when he comes back."

Tie Guanyin stepped forward, smoothing out the wrinkles on Jiang Ping's chest one by one with an attached tone.

"Father-in-law wants me to mess around. One day I'll be honest. He's probably too worried to eat."

Jiang Ping curled his lips, then looked at Tie Guanyin pitifully and said:

"Good sister, you have to decide for me, I was assassinated today!"

"what?!"

Tie Guanyin's beautiful eyes glared, and the gentle and gentle lady's demeanor immediately turned into a domineering and violent temper, with one hand on her hip and the other cursing:

"Who dares to touch my old lady's man?! If my old lady doesn't kill him, this word will be written upside down!"

"call……"

Jiang Ping followed with a sigh of relief, and said with nostalgia:

"I still like your violent temper. It's too gentle. My little heart can't accept it."

"I don't know what method your mother-in-law taught you. Why bother to torment yourself day by day?"

"Ah? Don't you like it, Mr. Xiang?"

Tie Guanyin asked a little shyly.

A woman is someone who pleases herself, if she didn't really like her, how could she work hard to change herself.

You must know that when the third prince said that she was a manly woman and had no temperament, what she wanted was not to become a gentle and noble girl, but to prove herself with strength.

But she met Jiang Ping.

Even if Jiang Ping didn't say anything, she was worried that he would despise her, so she tried her best to make herself into a person that the public liked, as if she could be worthy of him.

In fact, as a human being, who is not good enough for whom?

After all, there is nothing worthy of it, it's just that I don't like it.

Jiang Ping shook his head, and the words of love came as soon as he opened his mouth:

"As long as it's you, I like everything.

You are the savage, you are the willful, you are the gentle, you are the cute, and I still like you. "

Tie Guanyin was stunned for a moment.

His face was like boiling a kettle, quickly turning red and steaming.

Facing the person I like, even if I have said love a hundred times, it is still sweet and boring.

"Master!"

Tie Guanyin hugged Jiang Ping tightly.

This has to be jotted down in a notebook.

The notebook that Qiu Daoyu had prepared finally came in handy.

After learning the complete collection of son's love words, my grandson will not have to worry about finding a wife in the future.

This is a family heirloom.

So, as long as you pay attention, you can learn everything in life.

Qiu Daoyu nodded secretly.

That's right, as expected of his own young master, he opened his mouth to say anything.

"Okay, I want to rest for a while, so I won't drink the sugar water for now."

Jiang Ping let go of Tieguanyin, his face became a little more melancholy:

"When our father comes back, I have something to tell you. I don't think this house can stay any longer. Hey..."

With a long sigh, Jiang Ping walked to the backyard alone.

"Master..."

Tie Guanyin opened his mouth, but gave up and chased after him.

She turned her head to look at Qiu Daoyu, and there was a bit of determination between her brows:

"Old Qiu, what's the matter with my husband? Why is he unhappy? Is it because of today's assassination?"

He was not unhappy, he was happy as hell.

When I came back just now, I was urged to drink flower wine.

Qiu Daoyu cursed in his heart.

But thinking of the young master's explanation, he could only pretend to be slightly annoyed and said:

"Miss Tie, you also know my young master's temper. There is no room for sand in his eyes. On weekdays, there is revenge for revenge, and resentment for grudges.

Who dares to stab him with a knife, he will kill the whole family.

But this time, for you, hey, for you, he endured so much that he even made people come to him with such arrogance.

He doesn't want to tell you, because he is afraid that you will be in a dilemma.

He said he was tired and wanted to rest somewhere else.

He can't say some things to you. It doesn't matter to me as an old man. At most, I will be scolded by the son.

Miss Tie, you are kind to the young master, and you also know how good my young master is, I know it.

But other people didn't think so, and instead targeted the young master in every possible way.

What a reputation the young master has outside, he only needs to say one word, and the women who are willing to marry him are enough to go around the capital.

But the young master never said it, he was willing to be called a son-in-law, relying on Master Tie's reputation to shake his prestige.

Why did he tarnish his reputation? It's all because of you, Miss Tie.

Seeing this, the old man felt that the young master was wronged.

Hey……"

Qiu Daoyu sighed, not only for himself, but also for Miss Tie in front of him, not for his son anyway.

To be honest, when he saw the son writing these lines, he laughed.

Obviously, in the past two years, he was the one who tormented Mr. Tie enough, and the other sons surnamed Tie were also bullied by him and turned into wronged little wives. Now it seems that he has suffered a lot of wrongs.

He blushed when he said these words.

But Tieguanyin didn't think so.

Thinking of Jiang Ping'an's self-discipline in the past two years, even if the servants in the house said behind his back that he was a little boy, a son-in-law, and a man who ate soft food, he would laugh it off.

If it's true, it's fine, it's not like Tieguanyin can't afford to support a man.

But she knows that Jiang Ping's excellence is far beyond people's imagination, even her most respected and feared father has a frighteningly high evaluation of Jiang Ping, saying that he is a rare evildoer in a century, afraid that she will not be able to subdue him, he is not a good man .

That's why she was worried about gains and losses, and she was afraid that Jiang Ping would abandon her, so she worked hard to make herself better.

But now because of her, instead of making Jiang Ping happy, he was wronged instead.

Simply unforgivable!

"Thank you, Mr. Qiu, for your guidance. I will not let my husband be wronged."

With frost on Tieguanyin's face, she turned around and ordered:

"Let my father's four great gods come to see me, and the man who dares to touch me Tieguanyin, do you think that I can't hold the Yanling knife after I have a needle and thread in the past two years?!"

The Yanling Saber, one of the standard long swords of the God Detective Division, is also one of the symbols of the Tie Family.

And the four great gods are the four most outstanding apprentices of Condor Tie Ao in recent years. Compared with the staff who are about to retire like Jiu Xianren, they are just in their prime, and all of them are masters at the peak of masters .

Leng Sirius who has been transferred back to Zhaodu from Shuoyang City is one of them.

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After finishing being a ruthless subtitle tool, Qiu Daoyu returned to the backyard. Everyone called him Mr. Qiu along the way, and his attitude was very awed.

Although the big guys think that my uncle is a soft-bodied man, they dare not underestimate Mr. Qiu.

Just because on the first day of entering the mansion, the guard instructor in the mansion was pushed to the ground with one finger, and he couldn't even pull it out.

So he further confirmed Jiang Ping's name as a soft rice boy.

Not only by women, but also by men.

When Qiu Daoyu came in, Jiang Ping was torturing a pot of poor Chinese roses, and he didn't look a little unhappy just now.

Originally carefree, enjoying the sun and rain, the savagely growing Chinese rose was threatened by a pair of small scissors, and her hair fell out violently.

After a while, except for a small cluster of branches and leaves, there is only a small flower bud standing alone in the cold wind in a pot of roses.