White moonlight dressed as a traitor

Chapter 238 How could it be him

Fu Shu knew that Mrs. Que was watching her, but she didn't do it deliberately, she just followed her own temperament.

Sauerkraut fish, potato ribs, and egg-filled cakes, the three dishes are enough, and they seem to be enough, so as not to waste.

It took Fu Shu an hour to finally complete her work.

"You did this?"

Fu Shu was cooking in the kitchen, while Mrs. Que was watching.

Unexpectedly, the girl's knife skills are good, and her cooking skills are comparable to that of a royal chef.

Mrs. Que was very surprised.

"Girl, who did you learn this cooking from? I've never seen these three dishes before."

Seeing that the other party has a lot of tricks, and she looks full of color and fragrance, Mrs. Que was amazed again and again.

Her son has always been reluctant to eat, presumably because the cook is too poor.

She looked at these three dishes, they were the dishes eaten by gods.It seems that the maid she bought this time is not bad, maybe she really found a treasure.

Fu Shu said with a smile: "Grandma Que, I learned this from my mother. My grandfather is a well-known cook in the south of the Yangtze River, and the restaurant he opened is a big one. It's just that the uncles didn't do anything and were ruined."

Mrs. Que was very moved when she heard this, "As the saying goes, it is difficult to conquer the country, but it is even more difficult to defend the country. It is common sense. If the younger generation does not work hard, no matter how hard the ancestors worked hard."

Fu Shu nodded in agreement, "Grandma Que's words are very reasonable. By the way, grandma, is the son coming soon?"

Mrs. Que raised her eyes to look outside, and at some point, snowflakes floated outside.

Snow fell like goose feathers one after another, on the eaves, on the trees, and on the moss-covered stone steps.

Fu Shu didn't feel a little chill on her body, which dissipated the heat from cooking just now.

"Girl, you go to the door to meet the young master."

Without hesitation, he thrust a black umbrella into Fu Shu's hand.

The coldness in the opponent's hand made Fu Shu shiver subconsciously.

"Grandma, your palms are very cold, you need to wear more clothes. The charcoal fire in the stove is strong enough, you go and roast it." Fu Shu said softly.

The old man in front of him was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously narrowed his old and dim eyes, his expression was complicated and full of scrutiny.

Fu Shu didn't care, she held up the umbrella in her hand and walked out.

Not to mention, it's hotter in this kitchen, and when you come out, the cold light hits you, which makes you shiver.If you are sitting by the stove at this time, enjoying the fire, kneading melon seeds, and watching TV, it would be a good leisure time.

well!In ancient times, people enjoyed power and wealth, but lost the ordinary and peaceful life. Although life is busy, as long as people are willing to work hard to earn money, they can live comfortably.

They are just ordinary people after all.

But ordinary people in ancient times were not so lucky.

Fu Shu didn't feel shivering, so she used her internal energy to warm her whole body.

If people who practice martial arts know that the heart is used to warm the body, they will not die of anger!

Fu Shu pushed open the door, the door creaked and creaked, she raised her eyes, the scene in front of her was unforgettable for the rest of her life.

Under the snowflakes, a thin man was dressed in white and covered with a snow-white fox fur. His brows were picturesque, but his brows were stained with frost, and his peach eyes were full of coldness.

Just a light glance, seems to be able to freeze everything in front of me.

Fu Li!

Fu Shu's eyes widened in disbelief. Those familiar yet unfamiliar eyebrows made her realize that the young master Que was talking about was Fu Li.

But why is Fu Li here?
(End of this chapter)