I'll do it as soon as I open my eyes. If the villain doesn't do it, I'll do it.

Chapter 121

"Mr. Ji." Song Shiguan wiped his hands on his apron and stretched out his hand to shake hands with him. "I'm the new housekeeper. Please give me your guidance."

Ji Jinzhou clapped his palms perfunctorily and snorted. An ambiguous sound came from above Guan Yu's head, and the target was obviously, "Are you overjoyed?"

"What are you talking about? I'm not an old pig like you." Guan Yu knew he was talking about her as soon as she heard it.

"Old Pig Brother?" Ji Jinzhou was a little puzzled, "What is Old Pig Brother?"

"Old Zhuge, I mean you are smart." Guan Yu said perfunctorily.

Ji Jinzhou had a blank expression on his face: Guess whether I believe it or not.

"Brother Zhou, didn't you notice my presence at all?" Ergou waved his hand in front of him in disbelief, "Why are you in our sister Yu's house? Are you the third, fourth, or fifth mistress?"

"You, Sister Yu?" Ji Jinzhou wanted to ask, "Did your second uncle ask you to come to me?"

Guan Yu used two chopsticks to poke a hole in the dumpling skin of one of the dumplings, and a mysterious black liquid flowed out. She wiped the chopsticks with disgust, "Second Uncle doesn't want to pay attention to you. Qiu Yuan and Er Gou are both my guests."

"You went to Tianlei?" Ji Jinzhou knew that this woman would go wherever there was danger. Even if she was told not to go, she would go even more, as if she was afraid that the world would not be in chaos.

"I told you there's a mix of good and bad people there. How are you? Where are you injured?"

Seeing his tightly furrowed brows, Ergou couldn't help but explain, "Brother Zhou, don't worry. Someone was indeed injured, but Wang Daomei was damaged both mentally and physically."

Guan Yu motioned for Ji Jinzhou to sit down and pushed the dumplings in front of him, looking expectant. "Try it now. The four of us have been making them for a long time."

Ji Jinzhou's expression was indescribable. Before he could pick up the dumpling, the steamed dumpling skin broke and black liquid oozed out. "Is this swill?"

"It's definitely edible, you eat first."

Facing three pairs of expectant eyes, Ji Jinzhou held his breath and stuffed the dumplings into his mouth, and almost spit them out.

There is no meaty taste or chewiness. The solid substance is like steamed and boiled fruit pieces, and sour juice bursts out when you bite it.

Guan Yu looked at his expression curiously, "How is it? Do you feel like you're going to die?"

He made a firm conclusion, this time changing the question into an affirmative sentence, "This is swill."

Guan Yu poured him a glass of water and looked at the plate of chemical weapons suspiciously, "Song Shiguan, the food you mentioned in the refrigerator, it can't be swill, right?"

"No, they're all good stuff, watermelon, durian, strawberry, apple... and then squeeze them into juice with onions and garlic, and then add some dark soy sauce to dissolve it." He spoke in detail, and with each time he mentioned a kind, Ji Jinzhou's face became uglier.

Guan Yu pushed the dumplings away in disdain. Apparently no one wanted to eat them. "How many did you make?"

Song Shiguan did a simple calculation and said, "There are still six plates left."

"Divide it into three parts, one for Li Tingnan, one for Mo Xiaoting, and one for Jiang Yuhe. Everyone gets a part." Guan Yu was very happy, with a cunning light flashing in her eyes.

Song Shiguan was stunned: "Then what should we eat?"

“Order takeout.”

"Madam is so sad." He sighed softly.

"Well, I'll go deliver the food." Ergou coughed and stood up. "It's time for me to go back, so I'll do it on the way."

He nodded to Ji Jinzhou and said, "Brother Zhou, Sister Yu, I'll go first."

"Won't you eat with us?"

"No, no." He shook his head repeatedly.

If I follow them, I might not be able to eat for another three hours.

Regretfully sending Er Gou away, Song Shiguan reluctantly saw him to the door, "Although we have just met and are about to part, in my heart, we are already good friends."

Ergou felt warm in his heart: "I know, I understand."

Song Shiguan sighed, and before leaving, he stuffed four bags into his friend's hands, "Please help me throw away the trash."

Ergou:?

After the door was closed, Guan Yu ordered a bowl of spicy hot pot for herself, threw her phone to them and asked them to order whatever they wanted.

While waiting for the takeaway to be delivered, Guan Yu propped up her chin in boredom and watched Qiu Yuan typing code on the computer.

Qiu Yuan glanced at her sideways, thinking about Uncle Lei's request to make friends with her, so she took the initiative to speak, which was rare, "Are you interested?"