The Anarchic Consort

“Let Grandpa and the others eat first.” Bai Zhun held Ajiu’s hand and walked into the kitchen without looking back.

The kitchen was semi-open. From the dining table in the living room, one could see the movement inside.

Master Bai smiled as he called out to the Gu family. “Come, come, come. Let’s eat first. That Kid is also fast at stir-frying noodles. Rou Rou, Xiaocheng, you all sit down. Don’t always stand there.”

“I’ve always wanted to try sister Wang’s cooking.” Old Master Gu was the first to sit down, so he wasn’t clear about the undercurrent between the children.

The two old men hadn’t seen each other for a long time, so they were very happy. The white wine was fully served, along with a plate of peanut beans and some stewed beef. It was no different from when they were young.

When older people got together, they liked to tell stories from the past.

The two old men were talking happily.

On the other side, Bai Zhun had already washed the cucumber and carrot. He was lowering his head and cutting them into very even dices.

The reason why Master Bai could cook now was all because of Ajiu.

There was one year when Auntie Wang had a gallstone. After the surgery, she had to stay in the hospital for at least half a month to recuperate.

There was no one to cook at home. Ajiu was not picky about food, and the hospital also had a canteen.

However, in summer, children would have indigestion once they ate the greasy and heavy dishes outside.

Ajiu had never been sick when she was in the temple.

Seeing that the child’s round little face had become sharp, Bai Zhun was anxious. The only grandson of the Bai family, who never touched the sun, surfed the Internet to search for recipes and prepare his own dishes.

The first meal was prepared by the two of them together.

Ajiu loved to eat white rice.

Bai Zhun first checked the instructions and steamed the rice in the rice cooker. Then he opened the refrigerator and took out the vegetables inside. At first, he wanted to make some simple dishes.

At that time, Ajiu was still young. He would give him whatever he wanted. The child also knew how to crack eggs, but there was always something on his little face. It was so cute that people liked it.

Ever since that day…

Every Sunday, Bai Zhun would cook a meal for Ajiu.This habit did not change even after Auntie Wang was discharged from the hospital.

“Little brother, do you need to put eggs in? I’ll help you crack them.” Now, Ajiu’s height could already surpass that of a kitchen counter. However, her cute and silly expression did not change much. Her eyes were wide open as she looked at Bai Zhun who was cutting vegetables at the side.

Bai Zhun smiled and put the vegetables into a glass bowl. “No need, but I really need Ajiu’s help with something.”

“What is it?”Ajiu had always liked to help her little brother.

Bai Zhun lowered his eyes and beat the egg into another bowl. Without raising his head, he said, “Help me tie my apron.”

Tie an apron?

This seemed to be the first time that her little brother had asked her for help.

Ajiu nodded solemnly. With a small face, she seriously took off the apron hanging at the side and said to Bai Zhun, “Little brother, turn around, or I won’t be able to tie it.”

“Okay.” Bai Zhun was wearing a disposable transparent glove, and in his left hand was a white bowl, which was filled with egg liquid. He had a smile on the corner of his mouth. He casually raised his two arms and let Ajiu, who was much shorter than him, put on the apron for him.

He had to put it on the front before he could tie it on the back.

Ajiu was very careful. Bai Zhun could smell her hair when he lowered his head.

Sometimes, some things would never change. For example, the gentleness in Bai Zhun’s eyes when he looked at Ajiu.

He might feel that it was nothing, but it was not the case when others looked at it.

Lord Bai also could not control himself. He lowered his head and his thin lips landed on Ajiu’s head.

Ajiu looked up at him and reached out to touch her head. She was extremely cute.

“What happened after that? You’re not tying it anymore?” Bai Zhun raised his eyebrows and asked her.

Ajiu raised the apron in her hand and brought it over. “Of course I’m tying it! Little Brother, you have to stay still instead of moving around randomly. You have to cooperate with me.”

“How could I cooperate with you?” Bai Zhun was amused. He used his free hand to encircle Ajiu as he was not in a hurry to make anything.

Ajiu was standing in front of Bai Zhun. In addition, Bai Zhun’s legs were very long. It looked as if her entire body was in his embrace.

The child was just about to speak.

A gentle smile came from the other side. “Grandpa Bai wants Laba vinegar. Bai Zhun, you…”

Upon seeing what happened in the kitchen, Gu Rou was stunned for a moment.

Bai Zhun reacted very quickly and circled Ajiu with one hand. He put down the porcelain bowl in his hand and asked indifferently, “What’s the matter?”

“Oh, I’m here to pick up something.” Gu Rou was indeed grandfather Gu’s favorite granddaughter. Even though she felt that there was something wrong with the situation in front of her, she did not say it out loud. Instead, she clasped her hands behind her back and walked over very nimbly. “I feel that you’re very good at cooking. You cut it so beautifully. Do you want to try your cooking skills in the future?”

Bai Zhun did not answer. Instead, he asked in a flat tone, “What do you want?”

“Laba vinegar!” Gu Rou was not affected by his attitude at all. Instead, her smile became even wider. “Grandpa Bai said that this is the Bai Family’s favorite food.”

Bai Zhun did not say anything else. Instead, he lowered his head and took out a small jar from the kitchen cabinet and handed it to Gu Rou.

Gu Rou took it and turned her head to look at Ajiu, who was beside her, and said, “Ajiu, do you want to go with me? Gu Cheng is still waiting for you there.”

“I’m waiting for little brother,”Ajiu said as she helped Bai Zhun put on his apron. She tilted her head and asked, “Is it tight?”

“I can’t help it.” Bai Zhun rubbed her head. The affection in his eyes was obvious. “Do you want me to teach you how to cook?”

Ajiu’s eyes lit up and she nodded her little head heavily.

In the future, if little brother was sick, she could take care of him too.

Bai Zhun had always been patient in dealing with Ajiu. First, he let Ajiu stand in front of the kitchen utensils. Then, a hand came from behind Ajiu, bringing with it the smell of fresh grass. His voice was pleasant. “Light the fire first. But in the future, when I’m not around, you can’t light the fire yourself.”

“I can do it myself.” Ajiu felt that she had been underestimated.

Bai Zhun bent down and rested his chin on her shoulder. He smiled softly. “Have you forgotten the last time you went into the kitchen and burned out Auntie Wang’s beloved electric rice cooker?”

“Little brother, Buddha said that we can still be friends even if we see through it and don’t say it out loud!” Ajiu clenched her small fists and said, “Don’t always bring up my dark history.”

Bai Zhun smiled again. He held Ajiu’s hand from behind his back and taught the child how to make fried noodles bit by bit. “First put in the oil, then put in the eggs. Make sure there’s no water in the oil cooker. Slowly put it in…”

Gu Rou did not leave after taking the jar. She just stood there and looked at the side of Bai Zhun’s face.

She had heard too many rumors about Bai Zhun. Every single one of them said that he was cold and unapproachable.

But when he was facing his sister, he was simply a different person.

Even if they were brother and sister, wouldn’t this kind of behavior be a little too intimate?