What is he thinking?

Looking at how smart these two children are, how could they grow up to be like their sisters? Impossible!

He gently let go of his hand, and the hen that was so arrogant just now hid behind the two children, looking quiet.

Is this guy so smart?

Gu Junli looked at them and suddenly didn't know what to say. After all, he had no experience in getting along with children.

"Uncle, aren't you cold?"

"Uncle, aren't you hungry?"

"Uncle, are you lost?"

"Uncle, do you need us to help you call someone over?"

The two children looked at him sympathetically. It was obvious that although the children were small, they had a good heart.

"Why do you call me uncle?" Gu Junli asked curiously.

The two children looked at me and I looked at you, and then they looked like it was natural.

"Because uncle, you are very tall!"

"Your sister is also very tall."

Two children:…

"Uncle, you can catch the little flower!"

"So can your sister."

Two children:…

"Uncle, you have a beard!"

Gu Junli was stunned. There was no way to argue with this.

"Su Jingxian also has a beard, but you call him brother."

Two children: ...It’s really hard for us.

In the end, the two children each had a piece of cloud cake and happily called Brother Gu Junli.

"Brother Gu, why don't you eat so many delicious things here?"

Gu Junli didn't know how to answer, he just felt his throat was sore.

"I don't like sweet things."

"What about this small dried fish? This one is salty and very fragrant!"

"I don't like salty food either."

The two children didn't understand how there could be such picky eaters.

Finally, Su Ruqiu took out her snack, warm roasted potatoes, from her arms.

"I'll treat you to this. Take a bite, my sister baked it."

Gu Junli, who originally wanted to refuse without hesitation, changed his mind and stretched out his white fingers to take it.

The baked potatoes looked a bit poor in appearance, but for some reason, he just wanted to try them.

"It's not hot anymore, it's delicious!"

Su Ruxia said this and looked at Gu Junli expectantly.

Gu Junli took a bite and found that although it was a little cold, the taste was still soft and glutinous, with a reassuring fragrance.

This is strange. She can bake a potato and eat it by herself!

This is outrageous!

"Do you eat this on weekdays?"

Gu Junli asked cautiously, but looked at the two children and shook his head.

"I rarely eat. Grandma hid all the food and wouldn't let us eat the potatoes. She wanted to starve us to death."

The little person's tone was very calm, and there was no sadness on her face. She seemed not to understand Wang's sinister thoughts.

"My sister goes up the mountain to find wild vegetables for us to eat. If there are no wild vegetables in winter, she goes to chop firewood and exchange them for copper coins!"

Gu Junli frowned fiercely. He didn't think anything of it when he heard it before, but looking at the two children, he felt that the Su family was really hateful.

When Su Ruchun came over, she saw the two children giving her various small pastries as if they were offering treasures.

Her heart skipped a beat, did Gu Junli give it to her?

Why? To get information?

But these two children knew nothing about their secrets.

"Brother Gu is so kind. He even told us that if we want some snacks, we can ask Grandpa the housekeeper for them."

Su Ruchun looked at the two little guys and sighed.

"Don't bother me. If you want to have some snacks, my sister will make them for you."

The two children looked surprised. Can their sister make snacks? They also wanted to eat any snack.

But Su Ruchun didn't make cakes for them, but started kneading mud.

Not only did the two children not understand this, but even Mrs. Liu didn't know what it meant.

It was strange to see my daughter build a semicircular thing with good blue bricks and soil, but it was still open.

"Ruchun, what is this?"

"Mom, this is the oven."

"What is an oven?"

"You need it for making snacks. This is the simple version."

Su Ruchun didn't know if she could succeed. She had no experience in this area. After all, she had used an oven to make homemade pastries before.

But since the children like it, she should be brave enough to try it.

Make some soft pastries for them to eat. The cloud cake is too dry and difficult to digest.

"Sister, can we have cakes tonight?"

"No, we have to dry out the oven. I'll make mashed potato salad for you tonight."

Mashed potato salad? What is that?

The two children were full of expectations, but when the mashed potatoes were put on the plate and brought to the table, the two children covered their mouths.

"What for? Doesn't it look delicious?" Su Ruchun asked with a smile.

"Sister, it's not that it's not delicious, but it's a bit like daddy." Su Ruxia replied.

Su Ruchun:...This is all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding about mashed potatoes.

However, she was really curious about how Gu Junli felt when he saw these two dishes.

"Don't waste food! Eat!"

Su Ruchun suddenly lowered her face. The two children did not dare to say a word and ate one bite after another.

However, it looks disgusting, but it tastes really delicious!

At this moment, Gu Junli looked at the so-called dish with an ugly face.

"Well, sir, maybe it tastes good?"

"This is made by Su Ruchun herself!"

"Well, with my own hands!"

Gu Junli couldn't bear it, and after taking a bite, he looked at Butler Zhang.

"Sir, how are you? Does it taste bad? Do you feel like vomiting? Otherwise, don't wrong yourself."

"There are eggs in it. But it's not unpalatable."

After he finished speaking, he looked at the bowl of egg custard next to him. He knew this too, as it was all made of eggs.

The memories of the morning came rushing back, making his stomach feel uncomfortable, so he swallowed hard.

He was never so easy to give in, and he also wanted to know what Su Ruchun meant.

Butler Zhang was surprised. Didn't he say that the young master can't eat eggs?

But what happened to this girl? Did she do it on purpose?

However, this time, Butler Zhang was surprised again, because Gu Junli finished eating, not a single bite of the food was left, and he didn't vomit.

This is too much. It’s the same egg, so why are it different in the morning and at night?

"Uncle Zhang, give her whatever she needs from now on."
To be continued...