Village Folks on Aunt Guo's Side

"Auntie, don't worry, I will definitely live well with Brother Yexun," Su Xiaoxiao said sweetly, acting spoiled.

Aunt Guo smiled even more happily and took her hand to the kitchen. But this time was different from just now at Old Jiang's house, where she did nothing and acted like a boss. This time, Su Xiaoxiao took the initiative to wash the vegetables.

After washing the vegetables, she wanted to pick up the kitchen knife usually used by Jiang Yexun, but Aunt Guo quickly grabbed her hand. "Don't move! Using knife is a dangerous thing. Be careful not to cut yourself."

"Auntie, I'm not that weak. I also want to help with the housework," Su Xiaoxiao said innocently, looking at Aunt Guo expectantly with her big innocent eyes. In this life and the last, she had cooked a few times at the educated youth dormitory. Although she could count on her fingers the number of times she had cooked in both lives, she had never been cut by a kitchen knife before.