The Lesson at the Dining Table

The servants at the side had unknowingly stopped. They looked over and whispered, "Our Young Miss is so amazing. She knows how to cook at such a young age and even knows how to protect her mother!"

"It seems that upbringing is something that's engraved in one's genes. She didn't grow up by Madam's side, but she still has the bearing of a big family. Madam gave birth to an excellent child!"

Although it was said in a low voice, Han Li still heard these words. They were all compliments.

Han Li knew that in the eyes of these servants, the Young Miss doing these things herself was lowering her status. Although they said this, they were actually looking down on Zhizhi in their hearts.

Han Li's heart ached. What did her daughter do wrong? She was kidnapped when she was one year old. It was already a blessing in the midst of misfortune for her to be able to survive and come back. She had even lived as a polite, well-mannered, and self-sufficient child. This was simply a gift from the heavens.

She composed herself and recorded her daughter's every move on her phone.

If her daughter wanted to protect her, she had to protect her daughter's small heart! She could not shut everyone up, but she could train her daughter's heart to be strong!

Gradually, the maidservants found that the Madam was focused on accompanying her daughter and did not care about what they said, so they began to concentrate on their own work.

Han Li secretly heaved a sigh of relief. In the past, she would have gone to Gu An to settle things, but it turned out that there were some things that could be won as long as one persisted a little!

Zhizhi deftly prepared two dishes and a soup. She excitedly watched as her mother brought the food to the table. She was satisfied. She was still a child after all!

Gu Zhen pushed the Old Madam's wheelchair out arrogantly.

Zhizhi felt uncomfortable the moment she saw Gu Zhen. She lowered her eyes and warned herself not to do this.

Shi Cui saw that Zhizhi was wearing a snow-white apron and was surprised. "What did Zhizhi do?"

Zhizhi hurriedly walked to the side of the wheelchair. "Grandma, I'm going to cook for everyone!"

The Old Madam was pleasantly surprised. "Our Zhizhi is so young, but she can actually cook?"

Zhizhi nodded her head heavily. "Grandma, try it!"

As they were talking, Gu Sen and the others came back. When they entered, they heard that Zhizhi had cooked for them. They could not help but speed up to the table.

Zhizhi looked around and did not see Little Big Brother or Cousin Ze, so she asked Bai Ling quietly.

Bai Ling also whispered to her, "Our family has to rush back for dinner on the last weekend of every month. This is the rule. The rest of the time, they are busy with their own things. Those who can come back, come back. Those who can't, don't bother about them. It means that they have something to do outside. The two Young Masters are very busy with their homework at school, so they don't come back for dinner often."

Zhizhi nodded, indicating that she understood.

Han Li gave everyone a small bowl of the soup that Zhizhi made and introduced the other two dishes that she made.

Gu Zhen scooped a spoonful of soup and took a sip.

"Eh? Pfft!" She spat the soup back into the bowl.

She frowned and asked the servant standing behind her to take the bowl away. "Throw it away! It's too unpalatable. Throw away the one in front of everyone too. They don't have to try it, it's really unpalatable!"

She took another small meatball and bit into it, but spat it out again. "What? it's so bad! Take it away!"

Zhizhi had just been carried to a chair and sat down. She could not help but be stunned and looked at Gu Zhen, at a loss.

Gu Zhen looked at Zhizhi and frowned. "Zhizhi, please don't do such things in the future. We are the young ladies of the Gu family. We never enter the kitchen. We even have to ask someone to pour us water. We can't do it ourselves. Do you understand?"

Zhizhi shook her head.

Gu Zhen covered her mouth and chuckled. "Then you have to remember that the young ladies of the Gu family are born to be superior. Clothes are given to you, and food is given to you. You can't enter the kitchen to do such a self-deprecating thing. How is this the behavior of us rich daughters? She's clearly a country girl from a small family who has never seen the world!"

"It's fine if it's just family members today. If there were outsiders, wouldn't you be disgracing the family? Our Gu family is the top family in M City and we're much nobler than the ladies outside. If people find out that you're in the kitchen and that your food tastes so bad, wouldn't they laugh their heads off?"

As Gu Zhen spoke, she called the servants over. "Hurry up and throw away the dishes that Zhizhi made. Seriously, how can you let her do whatever she wants? If she's messing around, then so be it. Why did you guys really serve it to Grandpa, Grandma, Uncle, and Aunt?"

The nine-year-old Gu Zhen had the air of a rich young lady. She lectured Gu Zhi and the servants in one go. Her delicate little face was tense, and her words were clear and unquestionable.