CH 4

Before the wife could answer, she suddenly remembered something and said, “Ah, my chicken soup is still on the stove. Your master doesn’t know the heat, so I have to go check it out.”

She pushed both albums into Jiang Zhao’s arms and ran out of the study in small steps. Jiang Zhao looked at the album in his hand, the missing photo was particularly eye-catching and empty.

The door of the study suddenly squeaked. In order not to continue discussing the other party, Jiang Zhao backhandedly replaced the album with his own, and flipped a page randomly: “Master, when was this photo…”

“Looking at the photos?”

Xiao Siye’s voice came from behind.

Jiang Zhao immediately changed his attitude and frowned, “It’s you?”

“I’m not welcome,” Xiao Siye said with some regret, “I’ve been looking forward to meeting you, Junior Brother.”

When he said “Junior Brother”, Jiang Zhao’s goosebumps suddenly rose.

Jiang Zhao pressed down his lip line and didn’t even bother to look at him: “Don’t pretend, it’s just the two of us here.”

Xiao Siye also walked behind him and glanced at the photo album in his hand: “Being so indifferent, it really hurts Senior Brother’s heart.”

Jiang Zhao just wanted to go back, but suddenly felt that the two of them were standing in front of the desk as if they knew each other.

In the blink of an eye, the little yellow[1] picture of the same person that he just saw today flashed in his mind.

…Fuck!

Before he could turn around, Xiao Siye lowered his head and put his hand on the album in his hand.

The scorching breath rubbed against Jiang Zhao’s earlobe, making his whole body numb for a little bit. In addition to the inappropriate stimulation he had just recalled, he almost punched Xiao Siye with his backhand: “You…”

“Senior brother.”

Xiao Siye also resisted the slightest smile in his voice: “Is this you?”

Jiang Zhao was stunned for a moment, and his eyes immediately shifted to the photo.

He saw the young man in the photo wearing a colorful wig, holding a magic wand, wearing a pink skirt covered with fake rhinestones, and a pair of angel wings hanging from his back, his expression was so stinky that he could hardly say the words “I am very upset”. written on the face.

Jiang Zhao: “…”

It’s so outrageous, how could the photos of randomly selected characters in their class appear in his master’s photo album?

…and it was also seen by Xiao Siye.

He closed the photo album: “What’s so beautiful about this.”

Xiao Siye also suppressed the corners of his lips and nodded: “Yes, how can the photo of Junior Brother look good.”

This tone made it hard for Jiang Zhao to hold back the urge to commit a criminal case at the house of his master and his wife.

He stuffed the two albums back into the bookshelf, and said coldly, “Aren’t you going to help Master?”

Xiao Siye also grabbed a chair and sat down, without any intention of leaving: “His wife is there to help master, let me chat with you and take care of my younger brother.”

Jiang Zhao was expressionless: “The best way for you to take care of me is to not appear in front of me.”

Xiao Siye also blinked his eyes, he had a good-looking good-natured look, and there was a bit of innocence in those amber eyes: “But I still don’t understand, where did I provoke the junior?”

Jiang Zhao: “…do you have no idea in your own mind?”

Why didn’t he see it before that Xiao Siye could speak so well? “I don’t know where I did wrong” tone is like a thousand-year-old green tea, and the fragrance of tea is overflowing.

Before he could continue to attack, the voice of the master’s wife came from outside:

“time to eat!”

Jiang Zhao breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Being in the same room with Xiao Siye could make his blood pressure soar instantly. If he didn’t leave, sooner or later he would have to fight with the dog.

When they came to the dining room, the wife had already set up a table of dishes. Tang Yandong brought out the chicken soup simmered on the stove. Jiang Zhao immediately said, “I’ll go get the bowls and chopsticks.”

He admitted that he wanted to express himself a little bit, at least in the eyes of his master, he seemed more sensible than Xiao Siye.

Jiang Zhao carried four bowls in the kitchen. Just as he was about to go to the shelf next to him to get the dishes, Xiao Siye also walked into the kitchen and picked up the dishes first: “I’ll help you.”

Jiang Zhao’s vigilance suddenly rose. He had the feeling that this person was here to compete with him. Just as he was about to say a few words of ridicule, Tang Yandong pushed open the kitchen door: “Xiao Siye, help me take out the salt.”

Jiang Zhao immediately swallowed all the words he was about to say. He looked at the spice rack next to him: “Master, let me get it for you.”

Tang Yandong dismantled him without hesitation: “No, you’re just going to take the sugar again.”

Jiang Zhao: “…”

Why is his master always opening the pot and lifting it?

In the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of Xiao Siye’s body trembling slightly. As soon as Master left the kitchen, he looked at Xiao Siye coldly: “Laugh, laugh louder.”

Xiao Siye didn’t continue to laugh, but took the salt and sugar jars off the shelf together and put them in front of him: “The granules of salt are generally finer than sugar, and the color is slightly yellower.”

Jiang Zhao frowned unhappily: “Are you teaching me to do things?”

Having said that, he involuntarily turned his gaze to the two jars, and then accurately picked out the jar of table salt with finer grains.

When he picked up the salt jar, Xiao Siye also raised the corners of his lips: “Junior brother is really enlightened.”

Jiang Zhao: “… are you coaxing a child?”

He is just a little less experienced in the kitchen, but he is not a fool.

He picked up the salt jar and walked out of the kitchen, and handed the salt jar to Tang Yandong: “Master, salt.”

Tang Yandong knew at a glance that this was what Xiao Siye taught him: “It’s good. Learn to cook more with your senior brother. If you live with people in the future, you can’t eat takeout every day.”

Jiang Zhao put down the bowl he was holding in the other hand and said, “I don’t have that plan yet.”

“How can there be no plans?” The mistress said angrily, “You say you are busy filming every day, and you don’t even have anyone. How can I and your master be at ease with you?”

Seeing that the topic was about to lead to marriage urging, Jiang Zhao’s eyes fell on Xiao Siye, who had just walked out of the kitchen, and suddenly he was so happy that he immediately pulled the other person out to block the gun: “Master, my brother also has this problem, he is older than me, one year older.”

Tang Yandong shook his head helplessly: “You two, one is more worrying than the other.”

“Master is right,” Xiao Siye also smiled and walked to the table, “It’s a pity that I’m not the same as my junior brother. My heart belongs to someone, but it’s a pity that person doesn’t want to pay attention to me.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Zhao’s ears perked up immediately.

Someone who can ignore Xiao Siye? Who is it?

Tomorrow, he will send the other party a banner.

However, Xiao Siye didn’t mean to satisfy his curiosity, so he didn’t go on. On the other hand, Tang Yandong looked serious: “Then pursue her hard and show your sincerity. Back then, I was the one who pursued my wife and I succeed.”

The wife immediately patted his arm: “Old Tang! It’s been decades ago, and you still bring it up!”

Jiang Zhao silently watched the love between his master and his wife, poured soup for himself, sat down, and prepared to eat.

Because of the master, he also condescended to give Xiao Siye a bowl, and he acted like a good junior brother.

Before he could sit still, Xiao Siye, who was next to him, suddenly picked up a plate of steamed seabass, and exchanged it with the stir-fried vegetables in front of him: “I’ve been a vegetarian recently, Junior Brother can eat this instead.”

Jiang Zhao didn’t change his face, he looked generous: “Okay.”

In fact, his heart was already happy.

Xiao Siye’s vegetarian diet is none of his business, but he likes to eat fish, and he’s been coveting that plate of steamed sea bass for a long time.

Xiao Siye may have never thought that in exchange, he brought Jiang Zhao’s favorite food to Jiang Zhao.

With Tang Yandong’s call to start the meal, Jiang Zhao raised his chopsticks happily, like a cat freed from its cage, and feasted on the fish.

At his side, Xiao Siye glanced at him, suppressing the shallow smile in his eyes.