Chapter 72 — Then I Suppose I'll Force Myself to Eat a Little
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From Uncle Qing, Wei Zhao had also learned that if he had not come, Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu would have eaten breakfast every morning in the school cafeteria. Wei Zhao, however, did not find cooking a bother.
There was still a bit of rice left over from last night. Wei Zhao decided to make egg fried rice—it was no more than the work of a moment.
Wei Zhao dressed, left his room, and headed toward the dining room.
He opened the refrigerator in the kitchen and found a sausage and a few eggs. Wei Zhao was not worried about these things expiring—Uncle Qing checked regularly and bought fresh items to put in the fridge. Though the two little princesses seldom cooked for themselves, it never hurt to be prepared; sometimes when Gu Mengyao got hungry at night, she could fry herself an egg.
After searching for a while, he found no scallions. Ever since the "scallion-shaking song" had become popular, the price of scallions had gone up, so Wei Zhao simply gave up on chopped scallions.
Wei Zhao had often made egg fried rice at home, so a fragrant pot of fried rice was soon ready. He served himself a bowl, ate it quickly, then tossed the bowl into the sink, scrubbed it clean, and put it back on the rack.
Wei Zhao was also afraid that yesterday's incident might repeat itself, so he simply washed the used bowls and chopsticks himself and put them away.
Perhaps he had made some noise, for before long Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu came yawning down the stairs in their pajamas. Both wore cartoon-print pajamas that looked rather cute, a little out of keeping with their age—though Wei Zhao reflected that they watched cartoons all the time, so he understood… girls, after all… especially girls raised like young mistresses, were bound to be a little childish.
Only, beneath the nightgowns, two pairs of smooth ** made Wei Zhao's blood boil all over. Couldn't these two girls be a little more careful at home? Did they really think he did not exist? Don't think he dared not push them down… uh, actually he really did not quite dare…
"Wow, Brother Arrow, you've made us breakfast again!" Shen Yushu wrinkled her pretty nose and followed the aroma toward the kitchen. "Ooh, it's egg fried rice today—my favorite!"
"Ahem, ahem…" Gu Mengyao was a little displeased at Shen Yushu's being so obvious. How could you let that thing Wei Zhao get so smug?
"Yaoyao, are you eating?" Shen Yushu took a bowl, served herself a portion, and then asked Gu Mengyao.
"I… I don't like it." Gu Mengyao still could not quite let go of her pride. Eating what Wei Zhao made—wasn't that the same as letting her mouth be softened by his food? Though she had eaten it yesterday and the day before, today… ah, Xiaoshu really was too much. If you're going to eat, then eat, but must you look like it's the most delicious thing in the world?
"Eat together. I made plenty—if you don't eat it, it'll go to waste." Wei Zhao seemed to have seen through Gu Mengyao's saying one thing and meaning another, and smiled.
"Oh, the teacher said we mustn't waste food, so I suppose I'll force myself to eat a little." Gu Mengyao hesitated, then took the step Wei Zhao had offered her.
"Heh…" Wei Zhao said nothing. So the young mistress even knew about thrift now?
"Take your time eating. I'm going out for a stroll." Wei Zhao was afraid his presence would embarrass Gu Mengyao, so he turned and walked out of the villa…
"Yaoyao, haven't you noticed? Brother Arrow is a very considerate man—good at fighting, good at cooking, and handsome… now that I look at him, he's really quite handsome!" Shen Yushu whispered to Gu Mengyao as she ate her egg fried rice.
"Xiaoshu, don't tell me—two bowls of noodles and one bowl of egg fried rice and you've been bought off? You're already speaking up for him?" Gu Mengyao stared wide-eyed at Shen Yushu. "Don't tell me you're in heat?"